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Road: Wait, Tykiii, what are you doing? Tyki: Hnn?
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The Night I Called The Old Man Out [Drabble]
A simple human child, her cloths torn, hair matted, it was obvious she wasn't well taken care of, at least not by the man who had adopted her. Anyone who even gave the girl a spare glance would have realized she was much too thin, even for a child as young as she was. Finally for the first time since the man began to eat she stirred. A glare was directed at her and she froze again.
Her mind raced for several moments, whole body stiffening as he got to his feet. He approached her, kneeling down in front and grabbing her jaw so tight that she thought she heard a creaking sound.
Instead of the spiteful glare she had expected his lips twisted into a much more frightening expression. He smiled at her. A cold, cruel smile. She knew what that meant and couldn't help but shudder at the thought. Her throat burned with the unspoken words she wanted to scream at the man. A simple muttering of doing her job and she couldn't help but react. She didn't want to. Not after the last time. Never again.
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It was hard to believe that a fork could do so much damage. The child laid under the man's body, fork sticking out of his throat , blood coming from one eye and multiple wounds to the neck. For the longest time she didn't even try freeing herself. The blood staining her bare skin, with the heavy scent of iron. Footsteps outside the bedroom door was what caused her to finally move.
With much effort she managed to push the much older male off of her and freed the fork from his throat. A bloodied hand swiped at her mouth as she crawled over to behind the door and shakily got to her feet.
When it was opened and the man had entered the room again she plunged the fork right into his throat. Without thought she stabbed over and over and over again until he had stopped hitting and flailing at the human child.
The lifeless expression had vanished from her eyes as she fell to her knees. It was that easy. She was free that easily. She shook keeping her attention on her bloodied hands. Something she hadn't thought she could do... broken laughs escaped into the room, over time the noise shifted from laughter to sobs as arms wrapped around herself, curling up in the corner of the room.
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pleasureandtorture said: c: black-cat-number-13 said: :D
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Randomly pounces on people she hasn't seen in forever.
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So apparently there’s a Shonen Jump theme park opening up Ikebukuro next week- which is awesome enough, but then there’s the food.
THE FOOD.

IT’S MEPHISTO’S HAT! A LITTLE DESSERT THAT LOOKS LIKE MEPHISTO’S HAT!
IT’S A DESSERT AND IT’S HIS HAT AND IT’S CUTE LOOK AT IT
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Headcanons Go~
☾: Sleep Headcanon ☠: Drinking Headcanon ♒: Phobia Headcanon ⋆: Sex Headcanon ☮: Random Headcanon ☻: ‘Like’ headcanon ♤: ‘Dislike’ Headcanon ☯: Pet Peeve Headcanon ☄: Weather Headcanon ☼: Cooking Headcanon
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H uwu
The Snuggling Hug - Usually done when seated or laying down with another. A hug where one cuddles into the other’s side.
Road crawled up behind the bench Allen was sitting on. A wide grin spreading over her face, arms quickly wrapped around his shoulders before he had a chance to escape. "Caught you~" She spoke in a playful voice as she practically bounced over to the front of the bench and sat down on his lap. A beaming smile on her face as she pressed a kiss to his cheek and curled up against him, arms wrapping around his middle.
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The Quick Hug - A hug where you’re either hurrying off somewhere or you probably don’t know the other as well, either way you didn’t want to be rude.
Ah-ah. She could already hear the voice of the woman scolding her. How annoying. She was as late as ever. Once again she was reminded how much she hated playing at a silly little human life. Bag slung over one shoulder the girl came to a sudden halt. Her attention turning towards the familiar face. "Mana?" She blinked several times before running over and pouncing on him. The arms slung around him only for a few moments. "It's good to see you! We should go out and play later." With a quick wave she started off again.
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If you are even a small part of the MSPA Homestuck fandom reblog this now.
everything will be explained later
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