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The Breeding Clinic

Park Jihyo, Kwon Eunbi x Male Reader

Tags: breeding, creampie, titfucking, nurses, rough sex.

Word count: 5961.

Day 1

The last few hours hadn't been the best for Dr. Park Jihyo. Attracted by the alternative of a stable job beyond her already long idol career, she had decided to get a job at a medical clinic in the days she wasn't performing in Twice. However, the first few days of the job had been exhausting for her, leaving Jihyo in a state of despair. As the last patient entered the room, he found Jihyo with her head down, having enough of such a job.

"Hi, I'm here to see a doctor." You entered Jihyo's room. She wasn't much in the mood for another patient this late in the day, having even forgotten she still had someone waiting for an appointment. In spite of that, Jihyo kept it professional, putting her head up as you talked to her, asking for your name to see if that was indeed the case, and then confirming you were indeed scheduled for an appointment. "Sit down there; I'll be back soon with the procedures." Jihyo stared at you, dirty thoughts already in her mind as she looked for. Her previous patients were all insufferable dudes with little man syndrome, but you look different. She kept looking at your sexy stature and plotting what she was about to do.

Jihyo put her uniform in a position where you could clearly see her massive tits popping out before exiting her room. You took the magazines she had put in the waiting room to market her "TT Clinic", almost wondering if this wasn't a scam. The magazine had nothing regarding medical procedures, and it was filled with sexy pictures of two idols: Jihyo and Kwon Eunbi, who was apparently the other doctor in the clinic. You keep looking at the magazines and seeing the same thing before the sound of high heels coming out of Jihyo's room interrupts you.

"Come to my room." She says. You look shocked as Jihyo is wearing those sexy nurse costumes you'd usually see at a party but not at a clinic. A perfect cleavage to showcase her boobs, a red thong, and a pair of gathers connect her nurse outfit to her pantyhose. You obliged, sitting in her medical chair as Jihyo picked up her instruments, ready to examine you. "So, what issues do we have here?".

"I injured my hand; I don't even know how to tell because you'd feel so embarrassed knowing the reason", you tell her. "It's fine; you don't need to tell me; just disclose the injury. Now we're going to follow some standard procedures. Can you please take your shirt off?", Jihyo asked. "Alright", you say as you take it off. Jihyo doesn't even look at your hands, checking instead your heart rate, her breasts bumping against your chest, making you feel a little embarrassed, leading you to ask, "What kind of exam is this?"

"Just relax, baby; trust your doctor", Jihyo replies as she puts her hands under your pants, also taking them off while placing her boobs against your face. Things start taking a wild turn as she wraps her blood pressure monitor around your cock. "Looks too flaccid; let me do something to make it go up", she says, licking the tip of your wrapped cock, as you're only able to groan as her tongue keeps making some naughty circular moves around your tip.

"Ahhhhh", you let out your first loud moan as Jihyo wrapped her mouth around the tip of your shaft, making her smile as you screamed. She pumps the monitor, clenching it around your cock as she keeps sucking it. It turns out she knows how to pump someone's blood pressure up as you start to get hard and your penis veiny at each pump and licking Jihyo gives you. "How about that treatment, baby?", Jihyo asks with a big smile on her face, putting the monitor down as she just turned your cock from a flaccid instrument into a throbbing monster. "Hard as rock, would you mind if I sat down on it?", Jihyo asks.

"Sit down? I-I-I", you stutter as Jihyo starts taking her red panties off, her high heels shaking the floor as she walks in your direction, climbing on top of your body as she lines up your big cock against her tight wet entrance. For a second, you forget your injured hand and try to line it up yourself, but she quickly takes control, grabbing your pole with her left hand and sticking it inside her pussy, moaning for the first time on that exasperating day. She wastes no time, taking your full length in one go. "Ohhhh shit" you exclaim as her tight pussy wraps around your cock.

"Much tighter than that pumper, right, baby?" Jihyo brags as she starts bouncing up and down your cock, taking a pair of inclined bounces before riding you straight down. The little air coming out of her super tight vagina makes it queef, as you hold yourself not to cum after not even a minute inside her. You gave her left cheeks a spank, but Jihyo remains unfazed. "Spank me, baby", she says, as it only makes her bounce faster and go all the way up before slamming straight down your cock. Jihyo sets both feet in the chair as she moves faster every time she slams her cheeks down your hips.

You grab Jihyo's ass, but truly, she's the only one setting the pace; her sexy moans make you go even crazier. Jihyo uses your cock like a training toy, her cheeks clapping against your hips as she tests multiple bouncing motions against your dick. She puts her right leg on the floor with her left leg still holding by the edge of the chair, making your cock hit different spots in her womb. "So how do you like mommy Jihyo's treatment, baby?" she asks. "Oh, yes, it's so good", you reply as you pant at every bounce. "Faster, please" you say as you spank her ass again, and Jihyo grants your wish, riding you in a way that feels like your cock is about to snap in half. "Hold on, baby", you can't resist, and you start thursting upwards into her pussy, making Jihyo release her loudest moans yet. "Oh baby yes baby" she says in a cute voice before taking back control and slamming back down. Her tits bounce very close to your face, but Jihyo makes sure to keep them out of your range.

She then pulls out after a long ride and gives your prick a deep sucking. You can't resist her warm mouth, thrusting hard upwards and fucking it the way you wanted to plow her pussy. Jihyo then gives you a long deepthroat before she gags on your massive cock. You grab her by the hair and make her go down on you again all the way into your balls. But Jihyo is a tough fighter and starts stroking and sucking you like nothing happened. As she licks your balls, you give her tits a little pinch, making her bite your testicles in reaction. "Give me that dirty face", you answer back as you give her an even harder facefuck than the first one.

After this oral session, you get up the chair, holding Jihyo's hands and putting her on her knees against the chair, your hands going straight into her wet cunt. Then you give a pair of spankings to her ass. "Bad doctor, this is what you deserve", you tell her. Your tongue then circles around Jihyo's anus, making her squirt for the first time as you lick her butthole clean. Next, you stick a pair of fingers back in her pussy and start fucking her with them. "You like them better than my cock, don't you?", to which Jihyo only answers with louder moans. "Fuck that pussy and eat that ass", she demands, to which you answer with even more aggressive fingering and tonguing.

You can't resist your urge anymore, sliding your cock back inside her warm hole with her wet folds, inviting you into that chair. You put your fingers in her mouth to shut her up as she tastes her nectar straight from her pussy. The loose buttons of Jihyo's nurse outfit couldn't hold anymore, freeing her tits to bounce as you pounded her relentlessly. You firmly groped her melons as you keep pumping in and out of Jihyo. "Fuck that pussy hard" she says as her voice starts to crack. You started choking her as well, leading to her clenching her tight fuckhole even harder around your cock. "AHHHHHHHH. AHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHH" it was all she could scream as you kept stabbing her insides.

"Give it to me, please", the dominant Jihyo had given away to a begging one as you kept increasing the pace. "Turn around", you said as Jihyo could only give muffled noises out of her mouth, going back to suck your cock without even needing to use her hands, before caving in for another round of you pounding her messy face as tears flew out of her eyes. "Put those tits up for me to see", you demanded as Jihyo grabbed her saggy milkers as you kept destroying her throat, eventually making her gag again as you stuck your sword fully inside, with even your balls being engulfed by her needy mouth. You kept slapping your cock on Jihyo's face while her mouth heated up your testicles.

More sloppy blowjobs, deepthroats, and facefucks followed, but you had your eyes on a bigger prize. Noticing how they freely bounced as you fucked Jihyo's face, you turned your eyes to her huge honkers. "Ahhh yeah, put those tits out" you said as you finished throating her, sliding your cock between her soft milkers. Jihyo spits on the top of her tits to let you slide easier into her fun bags, moaning as you split her boobs in half with your cock. Jihyo's iconic tits are your playground now, as she moans like a whore and licks the tip of your penis every time it's within her range. Her hands on top of your shaft, her melons squeezing and gripping it, her mouth sucking it. Everything is an invitation for you to cum.

But Jihyo isn't done. "Give me that cock again", she asks, as you sit on the chair for another ride, this time in reverse. Jihyo's pink, unshaved pussy now engulfs your cock fully. Her tits bounce like pinballs, but you can't see them, leading her to tease you. She rocks her hips, grinding and circling around your shaft, all that while moaning in a manner that sounds like baby noises. You hold her waist as she fingers her pussy, the chair making loud noises as she presses your body against it harder at every bounce. You grab her tits as she stops the bounce to drink her juices straight out of your cock.

Jihyo grunts as you dunk her face against your shaft, then sucks it compulsively, getting it ready for fun. Her hands stroke it with no mercy, and her mouth throats it deep into your balls. Quickly, she's back on top, where she belongs, as you direct your cock using your injured hand straight inside her warm vagina. Jihyo spreads her legs wide open, allowing you to pump deep into her cervix. She moans as she's about to be sent to the heavens. Her pussycat squirts as your balls hit her clit. "OHHHHH FUCKK YESSS, KEEP GOING!" she yells. "OH MY GOD, DON'T STOP", she grunts as you pump her like a piston and grab both her big tits. "Ah ah ah ah ah oh shit", she says as she bites her teeth. "I love the way you fuck me", she says.

But even at the roughest moments, Jihyo never loses her composure, jumping out of your cock like nothing happened, sitting on the chair and spreading her delicious pussy out for you to eat it out, enjoying as your mouth licked her folds. "Oh yeah, baby, lick that clit" she mandated as you kept sucking her insiders while she grabbed her own tits. She puts her right foot in your neck and her right rand in your head, guiding you towards paradise, but you decided to surprise her, sticking two fingers inside. "Oh yes, fuck that pussy", she moaned. You grope her right boob and leave its nipples close for her to lick them as her pussy gets wetter. Jihyo starts shaking with both your mouth and fingers, now stimulating her pussy, her head drops down, and she gets ready to orgasm, coating your mouth with juices just as you grab her tits again.

You put Jihyo upside down in the chair, cock in her mouth, hand in her tits. As you keep mating against Jihyo's filthy mouth, you move upwards and start fingering her clit. "Don't speak, bitch", you tell her as you keep stimulating her. "Stick that tongue out", you also say as she licks your shaft inside her mouth, only letting it out for her to lick your balls. "Play with that pussy", you say as you go back to honking her tits, your cock still in her face. "Wanna do that to my pussy?", Jihyo asks just as you pull out. You grab her by the waist and put her back in the chair on her knees, letting her tits freely bounce.

The pounding continues for a few minutes until she switches positions. Jihyo lies her back against the chair and spreads her pussy wide open for one final round. "I want you to get me pregnant and make those tiddies grow", she tells you. You start pounding her in missionary, your hands grabbing her just under her boobs before you move up, using her knockers as a grip as you pump in and out of her pussy. "Fuck it, yes, harder", she says as you then grab her neck with your right hand and place your left hand on her soon-to-be pregnant belly. You then start going full speed, your hands all over Jihyo's right side, grabbing both her right leg and tit, before your left hand moves into her left tit and gropes it as you get closer to cumming. Her pussy clenches waiting for that warm load. Jihyo pants loudly, making you take your left hand out of her tits and straight into her mouth. You don't want to hear what her slutty mouth has to say, hyper-focused on destroying her tight pussy.

You eventually decide it's futile, just letting that bitch scream. You put her on a mating press, both hands on her big tits. "Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah oh fuck yes" seems like all Jihyo can say now before she suddenly says, "I want you to fuck that pussy hard until you cum". You grip her boobs even harder, knowing you can't last for much longer. "Please, baby, cum in my pussy", she says with an angelic voice, your hands all over her chest and neck. "Fucking give me that cum. Fill that pussy up; give it to me", Jihyo keeps demanding. You manhandle her like a toy, which eventually leads to you giving in. "Ahhh ahhh ahhh" you groan as your semen flows inside her tight fuckhole.

"Oh fuck, oh shit", you scream as you quickly fill Jihyo up with such a strong load that when you pull out, you still ejaculate sperm into her creamy thighs, and cum quickly starts flowing out of her vagina. "Are you better now, baby?", Jihyo provokes. "A lot better, but my hand still hurts", you reply, ending the appointment.

Day 2

The night after wasn't the best. Jihyo had drained your energies so much that you could barely get yourself hard. Your hand still hurts, but since your medical appointment became a fucking appointment, nothing has changed. So, just like the night before you tried what led to your injury in the first place, jerk off to your endless supply of fancams. However, this time, things weren't working. After the real thing, it was difficult to get hard again. Well, except for one girl frenetically bouncing her tits at some water festival and getting herself wet.

Things got worse the following day; you woke up extremely sore, needing a long bath just to get things rolling. But things took a massive turn when you received an email: it was the bill from yesterday's appointment. The unaffordable cost made your head spin. You felt scammed, ready to go back to the clinic and have a talk with Jihyo. As you arrived, there was no Jihyo to greet you, but another short girl with big tits and a ridiculous nurse outfit. "Hi", she said. You felt almost offended. "What do you mean by hi? What is this?", You showed the medical bill to the girl.

It turns out Dr. Kwon Eunbi's plan worked just as she intended it to. Finding out what you did to Jihyo yesterday made her very jealous and horny. But she needed to find a way to bring you back. Eunbi wasted no time, sending you the medical bill as soon as she set foot in the clinic. You, of course, didn't know anything about this at all. But her goal was met with ease; she knew how mad people can go over money. "So what do you want?", Eunbi asked.

"Jihyo, where is she?", you asked. "Not her shift today; you'll have to wait until tomorrow", Eunbi replied. "What if I don't want to wait until tomorrow?", you said back. "There is no way; she's at another job today and won't come", Eunbi lied. As a matter of fact, she could call Jihyo from her apartment at any moment, but she wasn't going to share with her what she could have for herself. Meanwhile, your blood was boiling. "Fuck!" you screamed. "No way you can call that bitch until tomorrow? What kind of scam do you two run here?", you screamed really mad, but also keeping a look at Eunbi's big tits.

"Stay for today, and you'll find out", Eunbi laughed. Her outfit was even skimpier than Jihyo's, showing off her belly and with just a nurse top covering her tits. Her red panties were just like her big-tit co-worker's. Eunbi got back to her room but left the door open, remaining in your sight. As she turned back to close the curtains, you could see her bare back, her ass in undies, and even a sideboob. Eunbi then turned around and grabbed her tits, teasing you from afar.

"What the hell is this?", you asked, coming towards her room. "You two are not real doctors, just a bunch of scammers", you said. "And who are you to tell us that? I know you liked being scammed by that other big boob bitch that works here, didn't you? She told me everything", Eunbi stood her ground. You grab Eunbi by her arm, growing madder at her. "I'm gonna dennounce you both. Running a brothel disguised as a medical clinic, you two are disgusting", you said. "Surely you didn't find it disgusting when you were fucking the shit out of her baby boy", Eunbi punched back.

"Alright then. Let's find out". You picked your credit card out of your wallet and paid the so-called unafforable medical bill Eunbi had sent you. "So after this money I paid you, be honest: is this a medical clinic or a brothel?", you asked. "It's whatever you want to be, baby boy", Eunbi replied. "Now you're mine too, bitch", you told Eunbi. "Yes, I am", she confirmed, jumping on you as both of you started kissing each other.

Eunbi headed to a different room. She knew that one had been used by Jihyo yesterday, and it still smelled like sex. But she didn't want to fuck while sensing her co-worker's smell. She couldn't stop kissing you; it was really her thing. And you couldn't stop looking at her tits, ready to burst out of that top; it was really your thing. Just like Jihyo, Eunbi was quite strong, as despite her light frame, she managed to pin you against the window. She quickly started working around your pelvic area, putting her hands on your still clothed but already hard cock. "Let's see if you can fuck me better than that bitch", she said.

You answered her moves back, grabbing Eunbi's ass and giving soft kisses on her neck. It wasn't long before you started sucking her right tit, wondering how her milky melons tasted. Yesterday you were too afraid to do that to Jihyo, but today you went after Eunbi's massive milkers from the start. She kept her hands on your cock, exclaiming "Oh you're so hard" as you kept grabbing her boobs. Eunbi couldn't resist for long, dropping to the floor and licking it with your pants still on. She quickly tossed them out, grabbing them with her left hand while wearing her nurse gloves, stroking them, and sucking them right from the get-go.

"Oh my God", it was your first reaction as she finished her first sucking, staring at your massive shaft with lustful eyes. "It's so much better than the old and twinky cocks I usually suck here", she tells you before giving you the first deepthroat of the day and a few more hard and fast strokes, her tits already fully out. Eunbi then added some spit to her intense stroking as she kept diving her mouth in and out of your prick. If Jihyo moans were on the cutesy side, Eunbi's were more like the ones of a veteran pornstar.

It wasn't for long before you unleashed the rage she had made you feel. The first victim was, of course, her mouth. As Eunbi was giving you a deepthroating, you grabbed her by the hair and started fucking her face. Her sexy moans after you pulled out turned you on even further. Eunbi put her tongue out, licking the tip of your penis as you swung it close to her slutty face. Of course you took full advantage, letting her lick your whole cock from balls to tip while also slapping it against her face.

"Use me", she demanded. Hearing those words only increased your desire to fuck the shit out of that bitch as you humped your cock against her face. Yesterday you were too nice to Jihyo, but today you'd be the one taking control and turning Eunbi into your sex object. You inserted your cock back in Eunbi's throat, making her gag. She moaned every time you pulled it out, which drove you insane. You pushed Eunbi close to the bed and slammed your hips against her chin, jerking yourself off as she licked your balls like a maniac. "God you're so fucking slutty!" you exclaimed, grabbing her neck and spitting in her mouth.

You got on her knees and went straight up into fucking her tits, "aaaahhhh. aahhhh, ahhhhhh" out of breath moans coming out of her mouth. You push her tits against each other, holding your shaft with just your thumb as you kiss her. "Yes, baby, slide that cock under those fucking tits", she said, bobbing her head to take your penis head in her mouth. "Spit on it, spit on it, whore", you demanded, fucking her even harder and even using the straps of her fallen bra as a support. Eunbi put her tongue out as your cock kept meeting her needy mouth, sucking it deep as soon as you paused a bit.

"Oh God damn it," you reacted, pushing Eunbi's head against your crotch, making her engulf your sword balls deep again. Out of breath, she lied only the top of her back in the bed as you tried ripping her nurse outfit. It turns out it was easier just pulling her panties to the side and sliding inside her tight mommy pussy. "Aaaaah aaaaahh aaaaah", Eunbi moaned as your cock went between her legs. She attempted to start riding, but you were having none of it, putting her back against the bed and thrusting your hips against her hot body, making her tits bounce from the start.

You firmly groped Eunbi's tits, her moans getting louder at each thrust. You spanked her tits before grabbing her by the waist and sticking your thumb on her belly button. "OH, YOU'RE SO FUCKING DEEP INSIDE ME, DAMN IT", she screamed. Her pussy was on fire as each thurst you gave her made Eunbi twist harder and harder. Eunbi was almost falling on her knees; she wasn't expecting such a rough treatment and quickly started losing the strength she had once shown. You grabbed her by the neck, choking her like she was just a sex doll.

It wasn't long until you carried Eunbi, taking advantage of her weakness, your cock still inside her hole. She screamed as you lifted her off the ground and started carryfucking her, Eunbi's tits bouncing right at your face for you to suck. She felt truly scared; even though she had been fucked in that position multiple times, you had put her completely at your mercy. "Oh my God", she screamed as she spanked her own ass. "Yes, bitch, spank yourself like the useless whore you are", you told her. "Fuck!" Eunbi yelled as she spanked her ass again, leading to your cock briefly pulling out of her hole.

"Put that cock back in, put that shit in", you ordered, punishing her almost immediately. Just as Eunbi tried to make up for her little slip by trying to bounce on your cock, you pulled out of her and slammed her body back first against the bed, while also yanking your pants off. "Oh, baby, please give it to me", Eunbi begged, bobbing her head against your cock while upside down. You kept testing her limits, fingering her pussy while she throated your cock using none of her hands, until finally hitting the right spot in her clit that made her moan and pull it out of her mouth. But she quickly recovered and kept sucking, making you put even more pressure and work your magic inside her folds until you finally turned her into a moaning machine.

"Oh God", she said in the middle of many moans. But you didn't care. "Put that tongue in my balls", you immediately asked from her as she also jerked you off with her glove around your shaft. All your fingers except your thumb were now fucking her pussy, making Eunbi moan with your balls in her mouth. "That fucking pussy is so damn wet", you exclaimed before moving to her tits, groping them hard once more, and sitting on top of Eunbi for another round of titfucking, even better now with her tonguing your asshole.

After a while, you flipped Eunbi back, ripping her nurse outfit for good and going back to work. Her cunt was even wetter now. Eunbi was caught off guard by the speed at which you were plowing her, moaning like a submissive toy. You spat on her vagina and slapped your cock against her clit, before going back in for another extreme pounding, rattling the bed. "Oh God", Eunbi screamed again as you started fingering her while working her insides. Her legs started to tremble, giving you even more room to destroy her unchallenged as her left leg went up in the air. "You're so fucking deep, I'm gonna cum", Eunbi announced as you fingered her hard, making her legs shake even harder.

"There you go, cum for me, bitch", you said as you noticed Eunbi shaking, her legs closing, and her screaming as you kept pounding her while she reached intense orgasms. "Holy shit", you said as her insides closed around your cock, but you kept fucking her relentlessly, taking advantage of a now weaker than ever Eunbi. She kissed you, trying to cling to anything as her fuckhole kept being obliterated. She could barely speak properly, saying a bunch of words you interpreted as "keep sticking that cock deep inside me." After a while, all she could do was beg. "Please, please, please", she kept screaming.

You dropped Eunbi to the ground, letting her taste her juices straight from your cock. "Good girl", you laughed, putting a stop to it as she attempted to suck it deep by fucking her face once more. Eunbi was so weak, you managed to grab her by the nipples and pinch her back against the wall. She put her right leg on the window as you fucked her from behind, spanking her ass in the process. More grunting noises came from her mouth as you continued the pounding and spanking. "You're a fucking animal, fucking me so good", she said. Hearing it gave you further incentive to fuck her even harder, turning her ass cheeks redder at each spanking. "I'm that fucking bitch", Eunbi kept saying.

Indeed, by that point, Eunbi was your bitch, as she started shaking once more. Sensing it, you fingered her folds again, seeking for that second orgasm in just a short period of time. Eunbi lost her balance, gabbing your cock with her left hand as it landed right on her face. "Do you want it, bitch?", you asked her. "Yes, put it on my tongue", Eunbi said, almost losing her voice. She licked your tip before you stuck it deep in her throat once more, grabbing her by the neck as soon as she gagged. You lied on the bed with Eunbi on top of you. She finally got herself fully naked as you inserted your cock back into her pussy. Her big tits were looking amazing.

You gave no time for Eunbi to adjust, keeping control even with her on top, grabbing both her boobs while thursting hard inside her pussy. Both your hands went down to finger her clit as you made the bed scream. "That's for you, my tight pussy, that's for you, baby", she said, almost out of breath as you kept destroying her babyhole. "I love watching that dick split me up", Eunbi said as you spread her clit wide open, exerting extreme stimulation on her sensitive spots. You slapped her clit as she moaned louder, before rocking her hips and pounding her insanely, then gripping her boobs once more. Eunbi had barely any force to do anything, spitting on her own pussy which prompted you to call her a nasty girl. "So good; I'm a dirty fuckwhore", she said.

You put her body close to yours, kissing her while your right hand held her clit. "I'm a fucking whore, I'm a fucking whore, for you", she repeated as your mouth sucked her neck and right boob. "There you go, come on, come on, bitch", you said as Eunbi once again was coming close, shaking her legs once again. Eunbi was now completely dominated, as you grabbed her tits hard and kept plowing her, her head almost falling out of the bed. "Take me, take me, take me", she demanded as you pumped her hard. All she could do was moan. Her legs kept shaking as you fingered her once more, her body twitching as she came onto your fingers. As she released her juices, you spanked her juices and quickly moved back to her tits, stimulating her at both the top and bottom of her body.

"That's my whore, that's my whore", you exclaimed as you rocked the bed, putting your right hand in her mouth to silence her moans. Eunbi started fingering herself as you kept pounding her, finally reaching full climax and rocking her hips against your cock. You asked her to pull it out so she could taste it. Eunbi savored it as if she were a kid eating ice cream, but she wanted more, quickly jumping on top of you and lining your shaft back against her entrance. "Put it in", you demanded, hugging Eunbi as soon as she was deep inside you. Unlike Jihyo, you knew she didn't have the strength for a ride after such a rough pounding, meaning all you got was another chance to destroy her pussy unchalleged.

Of course you took it, starting very slowly and giving her ass some grabbing and spanking. Eunbi was crying at this point; her moans were now followed by tears flowing out of her eyes. "Daddy, daddy", finally hearing those words from Eunbi's mouth made you flip a switch, turning you more animalesque than ever as you switched quickly from slow thursts to another hard plowing, wrapping her body around your arms. "AH AH AH. FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME", Eunbi screamed, trying to hold herself to the bed's headboard and to the wall as you sucked her tits. "DADDY!" she screamed again and started riding you, trying to show she wasn't being utterly dominated, her bounces were deep and slow, almost like she was exerting all the will inside her to execute them.

That didn't last long, as you quickly got back to your normal route, plowing Eunbi once more. You unwrapped her from your arms, letting her body stay upright, reaching now to grab her tits. Eunbi moaned some uninteligible noise, which you heard as "FUCK MY PUSSY", You obliged and kept going, pushing her ass down against your pelvis, then you You quickly take Eunbi in your hands, grabbing her waist with ease, and carry fuck her once more, more violently than ever. You then pull out of her, slapping her face as you put the bed's pillow on the floor, pushing her head towards it. An upside-down Eunbi then screams, "GET ME PREGNANT NOW.".

That was what you wanted to hear. The thought of impregnating two titcows on back-to-back days gets you extremely turned on. You put Eunbi in a piledriver position, grunting as you get back inside her. Eunbi's tits and her slutty moaning mouth upside down make you get even more maniac. "PUT THAT ASS UP, I WANT THAT CUM FLOWING STRAIGHT TO YOUR FUCKING WOMB", you yell at Eunbi as you pull out to let her adjust before going back in again, this time not even looking at her, treating her as if you were fucking your personal fleshlight. "Cum in my little fuckhole", Eunbi demands, to which you answer by spanking her ass. You start groaning, ready to burst at any moment. "OH MY GOD, YOU'RE SO DEEP", she screams. "Spread that pussy for me, bitch", you scream. As Eunbi now can only moan, she closes her eyes, getting ready for you to fill her womb with your thick load. "Give me that fucking cum", she says right as your cock pumps out that white milk straight into her womb. You pull out but have so much to give; some of it bursts right after and hits her tits.

"You drained me good, you fucking bitch", you tell her. "That's amazing", Eunbi says as she cleans your cock, satisfied that she won't have Jihyo as the only one bragging about the wonders of your cock. "Exactly what I needed", you say as you walk out of the room after two days of putting up an exhilarating breeding clinic for these two titcows. Eunbi fainted on the floor as you put your clothes back on and left. As you went back home, you deleted all your fancams from your drive, knowing you'd never be able to replicate the experiences. In your drive, only two sets survived: Jihyo in a bikini and Eunbi bouncing on that waterbomb festival. As if you ever missed them, you could take a look at those tits and remember these special times.

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Loved your first Tom Ryder fic!!!

For a request I was thinking maybe something where he's supposed shooting a movie and everybody's looking for him trying to find him and he's off somewhere on set having sex with his girlfriend. They get caught and you can decide how it goes from there :) (if you're interested in writing it of course 🥰)

Tom Ryder x FEM!reader

Tags/Warnings: Smut 18+ MDNI, P in V sex, slight dirty talk, fluff, getting caught

A/N: Thank you so much for your request I absolutely loved it!! I hope you love it too! In my mind Tom Ryder is a total sub, so I tried to play with that a little bit, but I have more idea in that regard.

It was no unusual occurrence to find Tom Ryder missing from set. In fact it had become quite predictable and most of all frustrating for the people who were working with him. He is the movie star after all, the main character, without him there is no movie. 

Usually he would be found either daydrinking or in his trailer with the excuse of not being in the right mood to film the scenes that day. He had to be in the right headspace to portray his character. You see Tom Ryder was the world famous actor, in his eyes everyone had to accomodate to him and not the other way around.

Yet this time it was neither one of those things.

So while everyone was worrying about the disappearing daylight on set, that was the last thing on Tom’s mind while pushing you up against one of the huge fake rocks on set. It was one of the few days where you could actually be with him on set and he’d be damned if he was gonna let that go to waste. 

The moment he spotted you behind the camera, watching him do a scene he excused himself from set, earning him eye rolls from all the other cast and crew members. 

The two of you disappeard and haven't returned since.

“Fuck baby, it’s been so long..” He mutters in between kissing you from your lips to your neck, his hands roaming all over your body. He needs you badly. 

Tom hadn’t even bothered to put on something else, so here he was in his full on space cowboy attire including the hat, pressed against you. It almost felt like you were sneaking around like a bunch of horny teenagers in high school. 

“It’s only been a week, Tom.” You chuckle softly, your voice already a bit breathless from his touch. 

“Mhm.. too long.” He trails kissing down from your neck to your cleavage. His hand move down and start playing with your skirt, making his intentions quite clear to you. “I need you, baby.. please..”

How could you ever deny him when he looks up at you with those sad puppy eyes, begging you to let him fuck you into next week. You nod slowly and pull him in for a deep kiss. 

He kisses you like a starving man, exploring every inch of your mouth with his tongue. Meanwhile Tom’s hands hastily try to undo his belt, at this point he doesn’t care if he rips his entire costume. They probably have another 10 lined up for him anyway. All he can think about is being inside you right now, the sweet sounds you make when he fucks you, your hands in his hair, you lips on his.. 

Fuck, fuck. 

“Shit..” The actor mutters as he keeps struggling with his belt until he finally manages to unbuckle it. He quickly shoves his pants down his legs along with his underwear revealing his hard cock, the tip already red and leaking pre-cum. You practically groan at the sight of him, yes it had only been a week but you couldn’t wait to feel him inside you again. 

He lifts your skirt up and pulls your panties down, a grin appears on his face as he notices you’re already dripping for him. He licks his finger and teasingly runs it along your wet and sensitive folds. “God baby.. you’re so wet.”

You whine softly, aching for any kind of friction between your legs. Your eyes are locked on his as he licks your juices off his finger, if you weren’t so good at composing yourself you’d be drooling over him right now. 

“Ready?” You nod in return. He smiles at your consent and slowly pushes his throbbing cock inside you, dragging a long moan from your throat. He lets out a string of curses as he pushes himself in all the way in, everytime with you felt just like the first and he never got tired of it. 

Once he’s all the way inside he let’s you adjust to his size for a moment, kissing you from your neck down to your collarbone. “Doing so well f’me, baby..” He mutters.

When you give him the sign he slowly pulls out before slamming his cock right back into you, hitting you in just the right spot. Your hands move up to his dirty blonde hair, fisting your hand in it. “Fuck- Tom just like that..”

You get completely lost in the pleasure between the two of you. His hips rutting into you while he sucks marks onto your neck, dragging moan after moan from you.

“Missed you.. and your pretty little cunt.” He groans loudly as you clench around him. You’re so caught up in each other that you don’t even notice Gail coming around the corner until it’s too late. 

“Tom! We’ve been looking everywhere for ya!” She doesn’t seem bothered in the slightest about the position she’s found you both in, because let’s be honest she’s caught him do worse things. 

“Jesus fuck-” Both of you startle and Tom curses as he quickly uses his long coat to cover you both up. He stares at her with a look of annoyance and disbelieve, although he should have known that his producer is not one for playing around. “What the fuck Gail?”

“We’re losing dayligt, Ryder. Chop chop.” Gail ushers and crosses her arms as she stares you both down. 

“Fine.. fucking hell.. could you just- just turn around.” Gail rolls her eyes, but eventually turns around to give you both whatever privacy you got left. 

“You gotta talk boundaries with her, Tom. I swear to god.” You tell him in an ushered voice, so Gail can’t hear anything. He sighs and reluctantly pulls out of you, making you let out a soft whine. “I know, baby.. I’m sorry. Shoulda taken proper care of you, hm? I’m gonna make it up to you I promise, love.” 

He neatly fixes your panties and skirt back in place before pulling his own pants back up. Both of you are left disappointed and wanting, but Tom had a job to do. Unfortunately. 

“Meet me at the loft tonight?” He’s giving you those puppy eyes again. God you love him. 

You nod and receive a very happy Tom Ryder in return. He kisses your forehead softly before walking towards Gail with that usual annoyed look on his face.

“I told you not to interrupt me when i’m ‘busy’.” You can hear Tom whisper to Gail. 

“And I told you I wouldn't, but you were still wearing your damn mircophone, you idiot.” She tells him return and Tom just shrugs, seemingly not bothered by the fact that the entire cast and crew just hear him fuck his girlfriend. But then again you’ve never seen him embarrassed or ashamed of anything and you’ve seen things. You don’t hear anything else before they disappear out of view.  

Guess you’d have to finish this later tonight. 

A/N: Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed it. If you have any Tom Ryder requests pleasse don't hesitate to leave me a message, Reblogs and comments are so much appreciated you have no idea. Love you guys <3

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[mirnilop]

𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 ˚₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳❥ wally darling

⚠ tags: sfw, mob au, yandere!wally, gn!singer!reader, power imbalance, discussions of violence

♡ synopsis: you’d be surprised how many fans you accrue as a small-time lounge singer. while this is usually a good thing, one of yours happens to rule half the city, so he isn’t exactly receptive to the word “no”.

♡ word count: 5,310

⛧ﾐ‧*･ﾟ the following content may be triggering to some. please proceed with caution! ･ﾟ*‧ミ⛧

a/n: hello!! ₍ᐢ.ˬ.⑅ᐢ₎ goshh, my very first post on this acc!! i haven’t posted fanfic in a hot minute but i’m suuuper excited to get back into it!! 💞 i have sooo many wips for this fandom, it was difficult to choose which one to finish first! credit to @/clownsuu for creating the au and for the lovely art!! i tweaked the concept a wee bit so that it takes place in a roger rabbit-esque world where puppets and humans live together unharmoniously (with a jessica rabbit inspired reader ofc >v>). it was a lot of fun trying to marry wally's canon personality with a Scary Mob Boss (*´ 艸`) i can't wait to post more!! what are y'all's favourite aus? let me know!! ･*･:≡(　ε:)

There’s a rose on your vanity.

The sight of it snuffs out your high spirits, irritation igniting in its place– and it was such a good day, too! You and the girls were perfectly in sync for your entire performance, bolstered by the unusually affable audience; you even rewarded them with a sneak peek of new material, which made them go wild!

Dreams of stomping it beneath your heel stew in your head as you drop it in the faience vase at the rim of the mirror, where a crinkled, beige-tipped rose droops against the rim. Why not break the vase too? An idea that’s crossed your mind too many times, and while it gets harder to resist with each flower, you endure it. They’re presents, after all, and you doubt your admirer would take kindly to the news that you’ve trashed them. You’re certain one of his minions would obtain the evidence, if not witness you do it; you can’t pinpoint the extent to which they survey you, but the crawling sensation of eyes on your back crops up often, and obviously they have no problem barging into your dressing room to play delivery service.

Sighing, you comb through your rolling rack to pick a suitable outfit to change into. Most of the articles hanging are also gifts, but you’ve made sure to keep some of your own hard-earned clothes here out of sheer spite. A burgundy cashmere number has just slipped into your grasp when the door bursts open.

“How’s that for a show?! And what a great crowd, a whole buncha dolls! Or– well, puppets– and humans! Hahaha!”

Lottie skips in with her usual energy, the bell on her collar jingling alongside the clack of her Mary Janes. You hate that their manager mandates the bells as a part of their costumes, as if puppets being treated like second-class citizens wasn’t enough. “You wanna make money or not? It’s part of the appeal! You know, Mary Had A Little Lamb and all that!” is what he told you after one of your countless tirades regarding his treatment of them, but the sleazy smirk wrapped around his cheap cigarette allowed you to read between the lines. As much as you despise that man, it’s not your business to judge the trio for staying contracted with him. Mottie’s recalled to you how difficult it was to hire a manager at all, and you suppose you have to (begrudgingly) thank him for bringing them into your life, since he’s the one who bagged them the backup singer gig.

A swell of color in your peripheral lets you know that she’s come near, but you don’t bother diverting attention from your search. This is such a common occurrence between you two that pleasantries are no longer required.

“And they were mighty generous with the tips! So me and the gals was thinking we should go somewhere to… celebrate…”

Hearing her trail off, you turn to find her staring at the new rose, her once-perky ears fallen limp. You click your tongue, remorse prickling your heart, though you’ve done nothing wrong.

“I’ll be alright, Lottie. Here,” You grab a wad of bills from your personal tip jar and fold them into her hand. “You take your sisters somewhere nice, my treat. As an apology for having to skip out tonight.”

When she doesn’t move from her spot, merely pouting at you with big, glistening eyes full of concern, you swaddle her in a hug. Fleecy strands of shell pink hair tickle your nose as she nestles her snout into your shoulder, squeezing you like a lifebuoy. Having her in your arms is a vital reminder as to why you continue to put up with everything. Lottie, Dottie and Mottie are your beloved friends– your family when you had none– and you are willing to do whatever is necessary to build a life with them.

“Are ya sure?”

“Positive. And if that bug gives you even a whiff of trouble, you come get me right away, got it?”

She laughs, the sound a balm to the ache of your worries. “He never gives us any trouble– n’fact, I haven’t heard ‘im say a single word!”

“Good. At least one of them has manners. Now go have fun!”

After a few more hugs and a promise to relay your apology to her sisters, she trots towards the entrance. Halfway through it, she pauses.

“Promise ya’ll play nice?”

An involuntary grimace twists your face, which you smooth immediately.

“I was planning on it,” you concede, earning an exhale of relief from Lottie.

“Thanks. Honestly, I’m kinda worried...” She leans against the doorframe, gaze trained on the checkered floor. “I see more and more of that Napoleon-wannabe’s goons lately. Do ya think he’s gettin’ antsy? It’s been real quiet since that incident with Dorelaine.”

Ah, the incident. It happened a handful of months ago; he refused to go into specifics, but what you’ve gathered from his gnomic recount and various news stories is that their rival organization– led by Ronald Dorelaine, a human man– planted explosives somewhere important, racking up thousands in damages and dismembering several puppets, left to be mended with those horrific stitches. You didn’t receive another rose until several weeks afterwards.

“I can’t be sure,” you admit. “He doesn’t tell me much about the goings-on of the ‘family’, not that I care to know. But I noticed he’s been more wound up lately… maybe they’re going to retaliate?”

A visible shudder travels through Lottie, and she tosses her head as if to ward off the gravity of your predicament. It was easier to ignore the implications when there wasn’t an active turf battle.

“You’re right, we should stay as far as we can from that nasty business. Wear the red, then. To butter ‘im up a little.” She offers you a conflicted half-smile, most likely holding herself back from proposing a makeover, before sidling out the door.

Glowering, you follow the advice, shucking your tight, shimmering stage outfit for the cozy cashmere you were eyeing before. Like I need to be reminded of his favorite color. I’ve practically lived in red since I met him. It inexplicably fits like a glove, as do all of the clothes you've been bestowed; for the sake of your sanity, you prevent yourself from delving too far into that subject.

As you fix the little bits of your appearance that got mussed up during your performance, you can’t help but contemplate hiding in your room until morning, even though you know it wouldn’t work– and you’d have to pay for a broken front door. Once every speck of lint has been removed and your ensemble is flawless, you steel your resolve with a hard look in the mirror. If things go south, at least you’ll make a gorgeous open casket.

You step into your shoes and out of the dressing room, swiping your bag and a matching hat from the plethora that dangle on knobs affixed to the wall along the way. The haze that eternally permeates the lounge envelops you as you walk, no longer springing tears to your eyes like it did so long ago, when you were a starry-eyed fledgling. Upon entering the foyer, you call out to the owner, Gene, who’s counting the register behind the bar.

“Hey, I’m heading out!”

“Geez, you’re in a hurry! Got a hot date or what?”

“Something like that,” you breathe, your nerves relighting tenfold now that you’re so close to the outside.

“Ahh, I getcha.” His amusement is clear, construing an innuendo within your words that is absolutely not there, but you’d rather die than clarify. “You did a great job today, you deserve it!”

Somehow, your admirer has managed to limbo directly under Gene’s nose; thus far he’s made no indication that he’s aware he has a very important patron. For a moment, you observe him, and see how he absentmindedly rubs the pocket of his button-up– where a polaroid of his two children is safely tucked away– and you decide that it’s probably for the best.

“Thanks, Gene. Have a good one.”

“You too!”

His reply barely reaches you as you cross the threshold from the comfort of your work into the cold, pensive night. A luckier soul may have suffered a fright when greeted with the colossal figure standing below the street light, carved with shadow, but it’s a familiar sight to you now. An inconspicuous black car is parked behind him.

“Hi Howdy.”

“Evening, Mx.” He bows slightly, whisking open the sleek passenger door which you reluctantly slide inside.

“I wish you’d stop calling me that. I do have a name.” It’s true. Being addressed formally by such an important figure imbues you a with a sick feeling, like he’s won, and you’ve already been initiated into this fucked up institution.

Though he waits for you to finish speaking before shutting you in, he doesn’t grace you with a response; not that you were expecting one. In all the times he’s escorted you to these duress-dates, as you’ve taken to calling them, he’s remained stoic to a mechanical degree, acknowledging your presence and nothing more. Thrashing, crying, screaming– you’ve tried everything to escape, and have never elicited a reaction more severe than that of a tired parent handling a tantrum. If you resist, he simply manhandles you. It’s hardly a fair match, with him having 4 arms and several feet of height on you, so you opt to reserve your energy for dealing with his headache of a boss.

When he hauls his many limbs onto the driver’s seat, the car lurches, too small to accommodate a puppet of his stature; he has to hunch forward to see the windshield, antennae pushed flat. You lean back and vacantly turn towards the window, wondering if cars big enough for someone like him to drive comfortably even exist while the engine rumbles to life.

The umbrous cityscape passes you by, inklings of humans and puppets flashing in and out of the darkness like ghosts. Thick boughs of red and green tinsel are strung across a few lamp posts, but by the end of the season they’ll all be covered. Dottie’s already triple checked that you and her sisters have one day of the annual Christmas market off, even though you strike the same deal with Gene every year; the four of you get Saturday, then he gets Sunday to take his family. It’s one of your favorite times of the year, if only because you get to experience the aura of wonder that enlivens Lottie when the first snow falls, Mottie’s timid wheedling to attend The Nutcracker, and Dottie’s alphabetically-organized checklist of fun winter activities.

Those cheerful thoughts are wiped away as Howdy turns into a private garage attached to a sleek, angular skyscraper. He parks in the spot nearest to the entrance, the first in a row of spaces labeled with metal “Reserved for Staff” signs, and circles the car to let you out. The sensation of him gingerly lifting you comes with no alarm; he always assists you up the concrete stairs leading to the elevator, as if you’re so physically inept you can’t handle 3 tiny steps. You assume his needless precaution is for the same reason he hasn’t beaten you yet despite defying him so often: boss’s orders.

With a reedy knell, the elevator glides open, and Howdy signals for you to go ahead. Once you’re both inside, he inserts a key and presses the button for the uppermost level. Expecting a noiseless ride, you tune into the low muzak emitting from the speakers, which makes you miss the first time he calls you.

“Mx.”

Startled, you swivel towards him. His steadfast profile is unreadable.

“Boss doesn’t know you’ve opposed him so vehemently in the past. Please keep that in mind tonight.”

The entrance broaches before you can interrogate him as to what the hell he means, granting you entry to a luxury penthouse laved in gold, ivory, and– of course– red. A glimmering chandelier suspends from the ornamental ceiling, bathing the antique furniture in an amber glow. If you hadn’t just ridden up the elevator, you would have assumed such a lavish drawing room belonged to an old mansion.

It’s something straight out of a romance novel, except instead of a chiseled, broody Italian, it’s a short puppet sitting at the marble-topped dining table. He lounges at the head in a slate blue silk suit with its jacket buttoned to the top; an honor seemingly reserved solely for you, because it’s the only way you’ve seen him wear it, despite street tales describing the way it billows from his shoulders as he stalks the town. Revealed by its plunged neckline is the collar of a white dress shirt embossed with rainbow pinstripes, and a red ascot neatly tied and pulled askant around his throat.

Wally Darling, in the felt: kingpin of The Neighborhood, and resident thorn in your side.

When you arrive, he rises to meet you, dismissing Howdy with a pointed glance; you’ve learned that the relationship between a crime lord and his loyal bandog transcends language. You watch him as he leaves through a pair of swinging doors to the left, his cryptic advice-slash-warning heavy on your mind.

And so, you find yourself alone with the most dangerous man in the city– puppet or otherwise.

“Good evening, dearest. I hope my gift found you well.”

The concept of personal space might as well be Greek to Wally, since he hasn’t once respected it from the day you had the misfortune of making his acquaintance. He crowds so close that you have to crane your neck to see his face, the heat emanating from him eliciting shivers in your chill-soaked body.

“Yes, thank you. It was quite a lively night,” you chirp, wielding a civil smile.

Although the contours of his wispy, coiffed curls only reach your ribs, he extends his arm to you, which you take with such a featherlight hold that you barely brush his sleeve. Rather than leading you to the dining table like you expected, you’re guided towards a small lounge area to the side, the crackling croon of Billie Holiday wafting over from a refurbished stereo console in the corner. Oh, great. He’s feeling sentimental.

“Would you indulge me with a dance before dinner?”

Don't have much of a choice, do I?

“I’d love to.”

Dancing with Wally is funny, in an ironic sort of way; it certainly caught you off guard the first time he asked. When you envision dancing with a powerful, deadly mobster, you think of being swept away, wrapped snugly by strong arms and a dastardly smirk, or perhaps something more courtly, like a waltz steered by a polite hand on your waist. Turns out both versions are incorrect.

Muscle memory ushers your arms open, and Wally falls into the space in between them– literally. Slack against you, his full weight is heftier than his height would imply, but not physically uncomfortable– emotionally and morally, however, are another story. An air of pure peace washes over him as his cheek nuzzles the underside of your chest, arms limp at his sides; you swear you even hear a little trill. Your face burns, but you say nothing as you begin to sway faintly to the beat, tracing a loop with your feet as you traipse along. Wally follows easily, tethered by the reluctant cage of your embrace.

“Do you remember the night we met?”

The query is felt more than heard, his gentle monotone muffled by the downy fabric of your garb. You huff softly to yourself, rustling a few gel-slick strands atop his pompadour.

“How could I forget?”

The day the infamous Mr. Darling appeared in your club, his two largest henchmen in tow, is burned into your brain like a regrettable tattoo; Gene was off, so you were covering entertainment for the night while the sisters managed the bar and floor. As you were singing the very song playing now, you detected a curious hush that had overtaken the throng of guests, and strained to cut through the stage glare and cigarette fog to locate the cause. Tracking the audience, who were all regarding the bar with varying amounts of subtlety, you nearly dropped the microphone when you saw the broad blue back of Barnaby B. Beagle, someone you’d only heard of in gossip. He gesticulated as he spoke boisterously to poor Mottie, who was as white as a sheet behind the counter. Situated a slight ways away was Howdy Pillar, who stood as motionless as a statue with both sets of forelimbs fastened behind him.

And then you noticed him. A puppet no more than 4 feet tall, but whose oppressive presence commanded full attention. He paid no mind to the (one-sided) conversation between his colleague and your friend– no, he was staring right at you. Boring into you so acutely that you felt pinned, compelled somehow to continue singing until the final note trickled away.

As if a spell had been broken, you leapt from the platform and scurried to Mottie, who stayed petrified even when you tried to covertly nudge her to the side. How avidly you wished a fissure would open beneath their shoes and swallow them whole; but, armed with years of appeasing difficult and sordid customers, you spoke.

“Evening, fellas. I hope you enjoyed the show.”

Barnaby, who had stopped talking when you rounded the bar, bellowed a laugh.

“Fellas?! Is that any way to greet the boss and I?"

He tilted forward with menacing glee, propped up by furry elbows as his claws scraped the laminate countertop. Each of his fangs were as big as your nose.

"Dontcha know who we are, toots? Or do ya just need a refresher on respect?"

The acrid smoke from his cigar blew directly into your face, making spikes of anger bubble in your belly as you choked back a cough. Just when you felt composed enough to reply, a surprisingly mellow voice chimed in.

"It's alright, Barnaby."

The shock slacking his jaw mirrored yours, although you hid it under a mask of cool indifference. You dared a glance at Mr. Darling, but the pressure of his peer chased your gaze back to Barnaby, who grumbled as he straightened back up. It was difficult to stay trained on his good eye, but you soldiered on. Fear was not something you could afford to show, and you knew you'd crumble if you peeked at the fabled gaping socket that he stapled open himself.

"I don't suppose you're Gene Clifton, aged 54, father of two, owner of this joint?" He joked, recovered from the flub.

"No, sir, but my banker would sure be happy if I was. Can I take down a message?"

"A message! I love this bird!" Snickering cruelly, he waved a flippant paw. "Y'should try that material on stage sometime, might bring ya more customers than the singing bit."

You sucked a sharp inhale up your nose. Serenity now.

"See, here's the problem. This is family territory, and in return for our protection, we charge a teensy fee. Now, we ain't unreasonable– we've sent ole Gene a few letters. And what’s our thanks for such humble hospitality? Zilch."

Oh dear. Gene doesn't bother investigating any mail the lounge receives before tossing it because it’s typically adverts. He definitely would've noted The Neighborhood's seal if he did. Regardless, the frank abuse of power only fanned your annoyance, obscuring your better judgment.

"What protection? I don't recall seeing any of your members patrolling outside. Besides, we didn’t ask for protection."

Mottie snapped towards you, looking as though she might faint. The corner of Barnaby's mouth twitched skyward, like he was hoping you'd argue, but his boss beat him to the punch.

"We can reach an agreement, I’m sure. I'd hate to see a family establishment go under, especially when they have such lovely entertainment."

Apparently Wally was so smitten that he'd accept your company in lieu of money, and so the agreement (if you can even call it that, since you were coerced) was this– whenever a rose was delivered to you, you'd attend a rendezvous with him. When you returned to your dressing room later that evening, you discovered the first gift of several: your vase.

“I knew because of your eyes.”

The floral wallpaper in front of you shifts back into focus, Wally’s voice shaking you from your recollection.

“Pardon?”

“That night, you drew me in; I couldn’t concentrate on anything else, least of all a petty protection tax. And I knew I had to have you when I met your eyes.” He sounds dreamy, reminiscing as you were before, though his framing of events is worlds apart from your own; he recalls a destined encounter with his future partner, whereas you mark it the day your wings were clipped for good.

“They shone like stars, even through the smog.”

It’s only after he’s finished that you realize you’ve stopped moving, wrapped in an intimate hug like true lovers. A strange mix of pride and disgust floods you at the compliment, stomach flip-flopping rapidly.

He untangles from you, receding so that only your hands remain connected. The newfound distance eases some of your tension, but to your horror, you find yourself mourning the loss of the husky scent of his cologne. Loath as you are to admit it, the bastard smells amazing: a dark, leathery swirl of apples and saffron that you’d buy out if someone turned it into a candle.

“Let’s not delay any longer. You must be starving.”

True to his gentlemanly veneer, he seats you at the table before settling himself. You don’t see him call, but a server emerges immediately from the doors through which Howdy left with a tray of appetizers.

There are two graces you award Wally Darling: his excellent taste in cologne, and his staff’s Michelen-quality fare. Though they adopt the four courses typical of fine dining, the dishes are more grounded, toeing the border between grandma and Gordon Ramsay perfectly. Truthfully, you’re not even sure what to categorize it as; virtually everything is transfigured into a jello, pie, or salad, harkening back to the post-war cookbooks you used to gawk at as a child in your late mother’s library. The yellowed pictures in those books appeared extremely unappetizing, but somehow The Neighborhood makes it work.

It could be because of an illusive member named Poppy, one of the 7 who make up Wally’s illustrious inner circle. She’s scarcely seen due to her fretful and skittish nature, but Wally lauds her cooking and baking skills, regaling you in the past with plenty of kitchen mishaps that occurred when she tried to decompress by experimenting with recipes and was interrupted by their more excitable comrades. If you remember correctly, he once told you that most of the menus in rotation were created by her.

The nature of these duress-dates is wholly dependent on Wally’s mood– if he’s happy, then he’ll gladly chat your ear off about frivolous happenings in his and his friends’ private lives, though he takes care to be shrewd with any details that dive too deep into the murky underbelly lying just below. If he’s unhappy, then they can be utterly unbearable; his mere existence puts you on edge, so it’s exponentially worse when he’s out of sorts, tone curt and glare fierce.

Thankfully, he’s amiable tonight. The first 3 courses march on without incident, and painless conversation flows between the two of you, even if he does most of the talking– you’re not exactly eager to share more than you have to. It’s when the server presents dessert that things go awry.

“Say, how are those triplets you work with doing?” Wally says, spooning at the Bananas Foster. “I haven’t had the pleasure of catching a performance since our mishap a while back. So much paperwork, so little time, you know how it is.”

The mention of both your friends and the aforementioned Dorelaine incident have you bristling reflexively, but you do your best to tamp it down.

“They’re well, overall. Sometimes it’s difficult for them– their manager’s a real piece of work, and we get all types at the lounge.”

“I see…”

He lets out a long “hmmmm”, like he’s reflecting on this information.

“My family has also come upon hard times. It can be… trying, sometimes, to guide my children. Especially now, when we are under unjust attack.” He confesses, wistfully resting his chin on a thread-scarred palm. “Every family requires a head, but what is a head without a neck?”

Unjust my ass. Still, the weird metaphor confuses you.

“A neck?”

At that, his catlike grin only grows. What is he talking about?

“Yes, a neck; that is, someone who supports the head. I care for my family, so it’s only right I am cared for in return, wouldn’t you say?”

Though the phrasing is puzzling, you’re fairly confident you can infer what he’s purposefully dangling in front of you, and oh, it makes your stomach plummet. Sweat breaks out underneath your suddenly-sweltering outfit; it's as if you've been tied to a railroad and have managed to divert the train through pure will for a year, but now it's steamrolling square for you. The anxiety of impending doom renders you mute, unable to piece together a coherent thought.

Taking your silence in stride, Wally leans forward, intense as he grasps your hand in both of his own. The yellow fuzz does nothing to help how clammy you feel.

“What I mean to say is, I think that it’s time to settle down."

No.

“Wh– what? Settle down how?”

“To get married, silly.”

You’re unable to help the gasp that escapes you. No, no, no!

“Get married? You mean– to me?!”

“Of course. I’ve been courting you all this time, haven’t I?”

You sputter, and he rubs your hand as if to soothe you. His many gold rings gleam under the chandelier, teasing a glimpse of your fate.

“I know in the beginning you weren’t receptive to the idea of this life, but I've shown you that I can provide for you better than anyone else.”

Your expression must betray your surprise, because he chuckles– a slow, stilted sound that sends gooseflesh blooming across your skin.

“You thought I didn’t know? Howdy may not have reported it– which I’ll rectify in due time– but I have eyes everywhere, dear. You’re quite the talented actor, though.”

That trademark simper melts into something beguiling; he cradles you as if you’re the most precious thing he’s ever held.

“I love you, and I will take care of you, as I ask you to do for me. Doesn’t that sound wonderful?”

An inviting facade of genuine affection, so ardent that you almost want to believe it. Wouldn’t that be the easiest path to take? To surrender to the hand that feeds, because where it strangles others, it caresses you sweetly? It’s more tempting than you’d ever divulge, because underneath the armor of aplomb you've so carefully forged, you're exhausted. This burden has been yours alone to bear– and what a bear it is, because if you mess up, the people you love could be injured, or worse. So much worse.

Perhaps sensing an opening, Wally continues.

“Be reasonable. The family welcomes you with open arms! Haven’t you missed having a family?"

The words stab you right through the heart, and your waning resolve springs back tenfold by the fury that ruddies your vision. When you rip your hand away, he makes no move to stop you.

"My friends are my family. I don’t want anyone else, especially not murderers!” You snarl. “You kill people– and torture and maim them! How can you expect me to accept this?!"

"All in a day's work when cleaning up the city, unfortunately," Wally hums. "I wish we didn't have to resort to such things, but you must understand. As it is, puppets are treated as less than, and hardship runs rampant for both humans and puppets alike. You’ve experienced these firsthand.” With the elegance of a master conman, he touches his chest in mock respire. “All we wish to do is provide a safe haven for those in need– somewhere to rest your bones, enjoy a hot meal, and where everyone accepts you as their own. A home.”

You abruptly stand up, feeling like you’re wound so taut that you could erupt at any moment. The mahogany chair behind you tips over from the force, striking the floor with a leaden thud, though the sound is deafened by the blood rushing in your ears.

“Bullshit! You don’t have to start a gang to combat discrimination or help suffering people! Maybe that spiel works on the poor saps you trick into doing your dirty work, but it won’t work on me. The answer is no.”

All is still for a moment as you struggle to calm your heaving breaths, trembling and locked in a quiet stalemate with Wally, who’s as relaxed as ever. Your attention flits from his right eye to where the left would be, if not for the lesion carved from a notch above his eyelid to an inch below, giving the illusion that what lies beneath is impaled.

Oh shit.

The magnitude of what just transpired comes crashing down as your adrenaline flushes out. After playing it safe for months– stomaching unwanted exorbitant gifts, being tailed by his employees, and rousted to innumerous “dates”– you just rejected Wally Darling in the most aggressive way possible. So you do the only thing that might garner you a chance to make it out of this alive: run.

You’re halfway across the room when 4 thick arms suddenly wrangle and force you to halt, a scream ripping itself from your throat out of fear. Can this motherfucker teleport now?! How the hell did he get here so fast?? Thrashing, you throw your head back to search Howdy’s face, desperate for an ounce of the sympathy he’d offered in the elevator, but it is in vain; his stony visage is impenetrable, as though it had never wavered.

“How about you sleep on it, hm? Think about all of your options. We wouldn’t want anything to happen to those little lambs when their adorable shepherd isn’t around to protect them.”

Delicate fingers cup your jaw, making you freeze as Wally stretches up to plant a faux-kiss on your cheek, complete with a small “mwah!”. You scowl daggers at him as he collects your hat from where it flew to the floor, dusts it off, and lovingly places it back on your head before giving you a few pats.

“Aw, don’t be that way, darling. I truly meant what I said; you have beautiful eyes. I can hardly wait to try one on.”

With a snap, you’re hauled over Howdy’s back and spirited out of the room, presumably to be transported to wherever you’ll be staying. Hopefully not Wally’s quarters.

It’s all too much; you feel like you’re trapped in a nightmare. How else did you expect this to end? You’re not sure. With all of the awful things he’s done, forcing you into marriage is not beyond him. You just thought you’d have more time: to plan, to save up enough money to take the girls and race to the hills.

Tears gather on your waterlines, and the minute your mouth wobbles, they spill ceaselessly. Full-bodied sobs wrack you, the pain of Howdy’s shoulder jutting into your midsection compounding the profound ache of sorrow. All this time, you’ve been trying to fight, but there was no fight to be had; it ended the moment his eyes found yours across the lounge that day.

[antiquatedplumbobs]

Old Mill Pond

A CC Free Historic Swimming Hole

Lot size: 40x40 Price: §29,181 Lot type: Pool Location: Chateau Frise, Brindleton Bay

Hi everyone, it’s been a really long time since I’ve shared a build! I’m kicking you off with a delightfully summery build - a swimming hole! 

It includes a picnicking area, towels for sunbathing, several spots to fish in, a pool and diving rock, and a rudimentary outhouse for when nature calls. Your historical sims will thank you for the opportunity to strip off those heavy dresses and suits and don their slightly less heavy bathing costumes.

More details and download under the cut:

Now that I’ve gotten my new computer working and all my sims stuff set up, I’ve been looking around at the CC light save file I’ve been working on. It’s actually much closer to being finished than I realized, so I’m really hoping to have that finished for everyone soonish. 

However, I realized, why should I make everyone wait for some of the builds that are finished? So ta-da, a swimming hole for everyone. 

I wanted this build to feel wildish, but be still useable by your sims. Its kind of inspired by the lake of shining waters in Anne of Green Gables (as many of my builds are inspired by Anne of Green Gables...)

Everything is functional, sims can walk over the bridge, swim in the pool, fish from the pond, and fish from the sign at the back creek part. There’s a small outhouse with a toilet. Pool builds require a sink and shower, but I didn’t feel like those were necessary, so they’re sized down and hidden under the pump. You may be able to get your sim to use them by clicking to fulfill their hygiene need, but I have no idea if that’s the case.

The bridge is fully functional, but it is slightly finagled, so to see the sims on it, you need to make sure you have your lot set to the second floor. I do this anyway so the little building looks good, but if you aren’t seeing them walk across it, that may be why.

I have all the packs and tend to use them without regard, but I think this one probably mostly just requires get to work, cats and dogs, seasons, and cottage living (for the water mill).

I hope that you all really enjoy this lot, its a bit different than what I’ve done in the past, but I am so excited about. As always, if you take pictures with it, tag me! I love seeing them and I usually reblog them.

Make sure you have move objects on. Let me know of course if there are any issues.

Available on the gallery as Old Mill Pond by antiqueplumbobs.

Tray files available on SFS | Google Drive

@twentiethcenturysims @maxismatchccworld

[jujumin-translates]

[A3!] ★ Main Story | Act 14 - DREAM CATCHER | Episode 15 - Classmate

Izumi: Did you get a chance to look around?

Yuki: Yep, there are no problems regarding the costumes.

Azami: And I checked all my makeup items.

Muku: I’m glad you found stuff that looked good.

Yuki: Now all we have to do is win the budget battle against the money-grubbing yakuza about this amount of money.

Azami: We’re definitely gonna have to join forces for this one.

Izumi: Sounds like it’s going to be one fierce battle…

Muku: Huh…?

Izumi: What is it, Muku-kun?

Muku: That person over there, is that…?

Izumi: …?

Ibuki: Damn, I’ve been seeing y’all a lot~.

Izumi: Ah, Ibuki-kun.

Ibuki: Huh? Wait, aren’t you Izumida?

Azami: What? Ahh… We’re in the same class…

Izumi: They’re your classmate, Azami-kun!?

Yuki: You go to Tsuku High, Ibuki? I guess that means you go to the same school that Kumon went to.

Azami: So are they an acquaintance or?

Muku: They’re the famous influencer Ibukichi that Kyu-chan was telling you about.

Azami: Oh, so that’s what he was yappin’ about. It was this person here…

Ibuki: You’re my classmate, you should’ve known that already! Anyway, why are you tagging along with ManPani, Izumida?

Muku: Azami-kun’s one of Autumn Troupe’s members. He’s also in charge of our makeup.

Ibuki: For real!?

Yuki: You’re his classmate and you didn’t even know that.

Azami: It’s not like we really talk to each other.

Ibuki: Ibuki does makeup videos sometimes, so we should like, totally collab.

Azami: I ain’t interested in collabin’ with someone I hardly know.

Ibuki: What? It doesn’t have to be a makeup video if you don’t want it to be!

Ibuki: I was just in the middle of making a TikTak right now. It’s gonna get tons of views, so we should totally like make one together.

Azami: I’ll pass.

Yuki: You can’t just use people for clout without their permission.

Ibuki: Considering Ibuki’s follower count, I’d say it’s a win-win! C’mon, just a little bit!

Yuki: No.

Azami: Same here.

Ibuki: What!? Turning down an invitation from Ibuki is just--.

Muku: U-Umm, would it be okay if I did it…?

Ibuki: For real!?

Ibuki: It’s Muku, right? You’re seriously a real one! Do you know this dance?

Muku: L-Like this?

Ibuki: Yep, yep!

Yuki: You can never just ignore someone, can you?

Ibuki: ‘Kay, record us, thanks.

Yuki: Why me…?

Ibuki: Because. Okay, go.

Muku: O-Okay--!

Ibuki: ‘Kay. Got a good shot.

Ibuki: --And, posted.

Muku: Huh, you posted it already?

Ibuki: It’s a short video, so all I had to do was add text and effects and it was done.

Izumi: It’s just that easy…

Ibuki: I sometimes post longer videos with legit editing ‘n stuff, but nowadays people like watching shorter videos and those ones do way better too.

Ibuki: Like I said, we’re in an era that’s all about min-maxing that sweet instant gratification!

Muku: I see…

Izumi: I guess if anyone would know a lot about that sort of thing, it’d be an influencer.

Ibuki: Duh. If you wanna know anything about social media, just ask Ibuki-sama.

Yuki: …And you’re just as irritating about it as someone else we know.

Izumi: (They are a little bit like Tenma-kun during the debut performance…)

Izumi: We’re going to need a social media strategy now more than ever, so we’ll let you know if we need anything.

Ibuki: I’ll be ready whenever.

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[vienssunshine]

7, 69, 73, and 75 for your writing ask! btw.. I adore you and your writing sm, stay sexy 😔💜

Kisses for submitting this ask 💋

7. Post a snippet from a wip.

The next fic I’d like to post is a Choso x fem!reader work which is already written and currently in the editing process. I’ll add the intro below! :)

Your friends said Shibuya was the place to be for Halloween, that they would just die if you didn’t join them for the party tonight. You surrendered to their begging—it’s not like you had other plans—and put on a more-slutty-than-tasteful vampire costume to accompany them for the festivities in the square. It should be a good time, you thought, the perfect opportunity to get buzzed and maybe laid. But as the screams got louder and you realized that no, someone hadn’t slipped something into your drink and yes, that the stampede coming towards you was real, your only concern became staying alive.

69. What are your favorite fics at the moment?

I try my best to reblog fics I find in tumblr with the tag #sunshine favs, but I have been holding out on my praises for my favorite fic until the last chapter comes out. It’s called Blackmail by @crouching-vinus. It’s a Sukuna x fem!reader AU work. It’s also funny how much I love how they write Maki (because I’m in love w Maki obvi) even though she gets so little screen time. Oh, also, I really like the fics I have bookmarked on my ao3!

73. What do you tend to get complimented on the most about your writing?

Characterization and descriptions. I think these two things come to mind because I am always worried I mess them up—which I probably do at some points—so when someone compliments me regarding these, it really sticks out.

75. Is there a particular fic that readers gravitated towards that you didn’t expect?

I was floored by the fact people were into Body Count so much that they were waiting on the next chapter. Crazy to me! I want to keep the story going but it’s hard knowing people are waiting so long for an update, especially if it’s not the fic im currently working on.

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PLACID PLASTIC DUCK SIMULATOR - Probably one of my bigger hyperfixations, I am a HUGE fan of the series. To the point the Developers my beloved ADDED ME TO THE "THANK YOU" SECTION OF THEIR GAME!!! I'M LISTED THERE!!!! THANK YOU DUCK DEVS <333 Anyways, I am a MASSIVE supporter and enjoyer, and I play any of their games! I cannot wait for Placid Plastic Duck - A Quiet Quest and also Slowly Sliding Ducks. ACE ATTORNEY - Becomes a hyperfixation every few months. You will know it happens when my entire theme changes to Godot and I spend every hour I am awake and should be asleep talking about it and / or reblogging posts about it and / or playing the games and / or watching the show AGAIN !!!

BUGSNAX - Probably THE biggest fixation I have ever had, took place the entirety of 2021. Pulled me out of the worst depression I've had in my life, made me start drawing again and I have over a dozen grumpus ocs. It's what made me comfortable enough to create headcanons and fan characters again. Holds a special place in my heart.

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[miharuhebinata]

monthly game tag time!

this is going to be a veryyyyy long post, so buckle in

may

1. Hollow Knight

[played on ps4.]

thoughts: i know i literally just replayed hollow knight back in like, what, last august? but i had a strong urge to play it again and after the shitshow that was my life in march/april, i decided what the hell. i'm probably going to be doing a yearly replay anyway, though i won't hold myself to any kind of strict schedule in regards to that. i'll just play it when i feel like it and keep track of when and how it goes with these posts.

but anyway, on to my thoughts (yes, i still have thoughts on this game lmao): the game is definitely getting easier with every replay, which makes me very very happy. don't get me wrong, there are definitely still plenty of challenging bits (looking at you, trial of the conqueror. bane of my fucking existence -_-), but apparently i've managed to memorize a good chunk of the attack patterns for most of the boss fights. hornet and the mantis lords are the most obvious example of this, as i literally beat both on my first try. which was a tiny bit disappointing, just because those fights are so fun, but also extremely satisfying. literally had me feeling like a pro gamer LMAO

2. Princess Peach: Showtime! (Demo)

[played on nintendo switch.]

thoughts: i've been so excited for this game ever since i saw the first trailer, and the demo certainly didn't disappoint! the two levels you get to play, as swordfighter peach and patisserie peach, were very fun, and just everything from the level designs to the gameplay to, of course, the costumes are so cute. i definitely want to play the full game! ....unfortuanately i've heard the game is actually pretty short overall? supposedly it's around 6-8 hours of playtime, which honestly just seems absolutely ridiculous considering it costs fucking $60 for a game i could (theoretically) knock out in a day but hey, that's nintendo for you 🙃 so, yeah. not entirely sure when or even if i'll get to play the full game. which is a damn shame.

3. Agatha Christie - Murder on the Orient Express (Demo)

[played on nintendo switch.]

thoughts: seems like a fun game! although i will say, it was quite jarring to realize it takes place in the modern day. hercule poirot does not look like a character who should know what a smartphone is, i'm sorry 😂 but yeah, i'm definitely interested in playing more, although i'll probably wait for it to go on sale. i liked it but i don't need to play it right now or anything lol

4. NOX

[played on mobile.]

thoughts: a quick little better-than-average mobile puzzle game. tbh i enjoyed the first half more than the second half. by the end i was just like meh, but i guess i still recommend it if you're looking for a decent puzzle game on mobile

5. Turnip Boy Commits Tax Evasion

[played on mobile.]

thoughts: i've been wanting to play this for a while, and it did not disappoint! such a fun, silly little game. pretty much my only complaint is that i wish it was longer, but apparently now there's a sequel? so i guess i can always try that! :)

6. Blossom Tales: The Sleeping King (Demo)

[played on nintendo switch.]

thoughts: seemed fun but also the demo was extremely short so idk. i liked the obvious zelda inspiration, but it mainly just reminded me of chrono trigger. honestly i think i'd be more interested in replaying that than in playing this, but who knows. maybe someday!

7. OneShot

[played on pc.]

thoughts: I ABSOLUTELY ADORED THIS GAME!!!!!!!!! everything about it is so beautiful, from the story to the graphics to the soundtrack (which, if you know me at all, i'm a sucker for a good video game ost and this one DOES NOT DISAPPOINT 🥰). i don't want to say too much, because i really think everybody should play this one for themselves, but i will say it is EXTREMELY meta. which is not a spoiler, as you find this out very early on, but again, the less you know the better. so i'll just say this: make sure the name on your computer matches your real name! i believe the game *does* give you the option to input whatever name you want (i'm not 100% sure, but i think so), but i feel like the story will hit harder if you use your real name. plus, if you've changed your name recently but forgot to update the name on your account (like i had), this is at least a good reminder to do so :)

8. Ib

[played on pc.]

thoughts: while i played the remake, i can definitely see why this is a rpg maker horror classic! like honestly, idk what else there is to say about it that other people haven't said already? it's not super long and though it's not pants-shittingly terrifying or anything, it's got a very strong, creepy atmosphere to it. now that i think about it, it actually reminds me a lot of alice in wonderland.... which is such a huge plus to me, you guys don't even know :3 i especially adored the character design, particularly ib who reminds me of one of my oc's <3

9. A Short Hike

[played on nintendo switch.]

thoughts: i want to live in this game <3 seriously, if you're looking for a nice chill game to play this one should be right up your alley! it's not long but i promise it is still so, so worth it. beautiful pixel graphics, lovely soundtrack, and a surprisingly poignant story....yeah i loved this one a lot. my one and only complaint is that the beachstick ball minigame can rot in hell LMAO

june

1. Moonlighter

[played on nintendo switch.]

thoughts: idk about the pc version, but PLEASEEEEEE DO NOT BUY THIS GAME ON THE SWITCH. IT SUCKS ASS. for as enjoyable as the actual gameplay is (which honestly, was not even that fun after the first couple hours), the game is buggy as hell. especially when rolling. do NOT roll near walls, or you risk getting stuck inside them. which is especially annoying inside the dungeons, getting stuck inside a wall on some random floor long before you ever meant to have to leave.... pretty much ruined my whole experience. i could barely even bring myself to finish the game, but i forced myself to do it, because i had been meaning to finish this game for forever, and i just wanted to be DONE with it, and so i did, and i was so SO happy....aaaand then i discovered there was a whole new post-game storyline to play through in new game+. -_- at first i felt obligated to finish that before i could say i completed the game, but after playing a few hours, i just said fuck it. honestly the new game+ stuff wasn't even that bad, but i was just so ready to be done with it by that point. fuck this game. absolutely adorable graphics and a nice soundtrack, but buggy-as-hell gameplay and an anticlimactic story. completed ruined it for me. boo. boooooooo. such a disappointment.

2. Another Code: Recollection (Demo)

[played on nintendo switch.]

thoughts: seems like a very fun game, and i really do want to play the full version! …just not for full price. especially because, after playing the demo, i already had some gripes:

the controls are kind of wonky and by that i mean this just feels like a game that would be better played on pc (yet it's a Switch exclusive).

the (english) voice acting is… definitely not my favorite, to say the least. (that scene of ashley crying as a kid was so fucking annoying, and it went on for wayyyy too long.) ashley does not sound like a 14 year old. which ties into my next point:

okay so i actually FULLY admit this one is mostly on me, but i legit thought ashley was college-age until she explicitly mentioned being 14. like, obviously i understood in retrospect that the story literally said she was 14 long before that (i believe the letter from her father mentioned her 14th birthday?), but because i was pretty tired when i played and also because the character model does not look like a 14 year old girl aside from her being shorter than the adult characters, the voice does not sound like that of a 14 year old, AND she was wearing a university sweatshirt, i thought she was, like, 19-21 and that she for some reason had only recently received her dad's letter? IDK DUDE I'M A LITTLE BIT SLOW 😭

honestly this just kind of made me laugh but i did think it was a bit silly how ashley made a big deal of "yeah sorry D, but i can't help you get your memories back. i've got my own problems. sooooo... yeah, bye." then literally she walks down some stairs, he helps her open a door, and she's immediately like "okay i'll help you and also we're besties, obviously 🤗" like, i'm not saying the game has bad writing (i didn't get to play enough to truly make an accurate judgement) but that felt like the kind of contrived thing i would have written when i was in middle school ngl. but maybe that's the point, since ashley's so young? idk

anyway, i know i've kinda been ragging on it, but like i said, i do still want to play it. the story seems interesting, and i really want to see where it goes! just definitely not for the price of $60 lol

3. Prince of Persia: The Lost Crown (Demo)

[played on nintendo switch.]

thoughts: it was fun! like a mix between immortals fenyx rising, hades, and trine. all of which are right up my alley! but also i was not very good at the combat, which definitely detracted from the experience a bit. i imagine if i was playing the full game i could eventually get used to the combat, but there just wasn't enough time for me to do that in the demo. but i did like it, and i'll definitely consider picking it up if it ever goes on sale for a more reasonable price.

4. Chants of Sennaar (Demo)

[played on nintendo switch.]

thoughts: i enjoyed it so much i actually bought the game. stay tuned for my thoughts on the full game!

5. Growing Up

[played on pc.]

thoughts: so, full disclosure, i only played through one of the routes in this game (richard). when usually i would play through all the route's (or at least more than one) before counting it as finished, honestly i just cannot be assed this time. which isn't to say it's a bad game! it was a very fun game (at first), with interesting stat-building mechanics. i especially enjoy that my previous character + whoever i ended up with become the parents in a new playthrough. however, despite the fact that i had already started having new events when i started a second playthrough, i don't think the gameplay is interesting enough for me to want to replay it multiple times just to see the new events/meet new characters, at least not any time soon. at the very least i wish there was some kind of carry-over bonus. for example, since my character ended up with richard, maybe my current player character could have a boost in empathy? or intelligence, since my previous character's intelligence was so high. something like that.

also the parents sucked, they had nothing to do with anything unless they were giving me their stupid parent expectations goals, which got really annoying by high school age because the goals often took up desperately needed schedule slots. also especially bitter because literally right after i had completed a goal of tutoring 10 times in a row, they gave me a goal of helping out some neighbors (aka buying groceries ten times in a row) and when i had my character be like "will i get paid?" stupid fucking idiot dad was like "omfg why are you so selfish??? 😤" BITCH I JUST TOOK UP A BUNCH OF MY VALUABLE SCHEDULE SLOTS TO DO TUTORING FOR ONE OF YOUR STUPID FUCKASS GOALS????? KYS YOU ANNOYING BITCH OMFG

6. Harmony: The Fall of Reverie (Demo)

[played on nintendo switch.]

thoughts: of the few (spoiler-free) reviews i've seen, reactions seem kind of mixed overall, but personally i really enjoyed what i got to play! the art is beautiful and the game mechanic of the augural is definitely unique and interesting. unless the story really starts to branch out though, i don't see there being much replayability; which makes me just a tad reluctant to buy it, even on sale, especially seeing as it's apparently only ~10 hours long. speaking of, i am VERY surprised the demo is as long as it is. hard to put it into hours, since i'm a slow reader, but you get to play 2 out of 5 chapters, i believe?? it certainly got me hooked and invested in the story, but that also just seems crazy, letting you play that much in the demo. so i guess, taking all of this into account, i think i'll just wait for a really good sale. like, i do want to eventually see where the story goes, but not for more than $10 lol

7. AI: The Somnium Files (Demo)

[played on nintendo switch.]

thoughts: seems like a fun game, but also kind of weird. one of the characters blew up a balloon to comical size and the main character's response was something like "i wish your boobs were that big" whshgsjsjlskdj ???????? still planning to play it eventually lmfao but i'm gonna play it on pc. definitely seems like a game that's better on pc

8. Chants of Sennaar

[played on nintendo switch.]

thoughts: ah, what a fun game, and such a beautiful artstyle too (it actually reminded me a lot of sable!); however, while i did really like the game overall, i will say that— as with most people who have played both games— i can't help but compare this against heaven's vault and, personally, even with all the issues i had with it, heaven's vault is definitely the better game in my eyes. while i wouldn't say the translation mechanics in this game are at all easy, it was easier than in heaven's vault. in this game, all you really had to do was match the right glyphs to the right pictures. which, obviously was often a challenge, don't get me wrong, but it was at least somewhat easier than i originally thought it would be: i thought i had to get my guess at the translation right too, but that part of it mainly seems to be so you can remember what the glyph means (or approximately what it means) before you actually verify it. so that was a little disappointing, although it certainly helped make things easier in the long run. which turned out to be a good thing that was actually a bad thing, because i'm not gonna lie, i played the majority of the game over the course of a single day. this was not a good idea (obviously), because it resulted in sleep-deprivation and me hurting my wrists/palms from holding the Switch for so long. clearly this was my own fault, but it did still detract from the experience, unfortunately. the inability to fully concentrate really kept me from fully immersing myself in the latter half of the game, which is likely why the ending fell a tiny bit flat for me. also, i have to mention. there was one puzzle i had to look up a guide for how to solve it, and even now i still don't get it and idk if i ever will. so, i'm kind of bitter about that 😭 but yeah, i don't want to keep ragging on the game, because overall it was great! definitely worth the hype imo. and if the core game mechanics of translating made-up languages sounds fun to you, i definitely recommend checking this one out! just maybe remember to take breaks and get some sleep so that you don't ruin your own experience like i did mine :/

9. The Roottrees are Dead

[played on pc.]

thoughts: if you like mysteries, difficult puzzles, or even just family drama, this is the game for you! it's actually been compared to the likes of return of the obra dinn and the case of the golden idol, and that definitely holds up imo. not in terms of graphics, but just in that you are given a mystery that you need to solve (or an extensive family tree that you need to fill out, in this case) and the game does not hold your hand. i will say, although it's been a while since i played either return of the obra dinn or the case of the golden idol, i think this game was definitely easier than those two (shorter, too). but it was still very rewarding! like i said, it was easier, not easy. honestly i really hope this game gains some traction, because we definitely need more difficult mystery puzzle games like it!!!!

10. Unpacking

[played on pc.]

thoughts: don't really have much to say except that it was a nice chill game 👍

11. Tunic

[played on nintendo switch.]

thoughts: i actually started this soon after chants of sennaar, but i finished it last (the roottrees are dead and unpacking serving as breathers). i really REALLY liked this game at first. it was different than i thought it was going to be, but i was still enjoying the challenge even when i wasn't, you know? aaaaand then i kind of hated it, because certain parts of the puzzle you have to solve in order to achieve the true end were extremely frustrating and overly convoluted imo. but overall, after seeing the end credits you get after the true end, i think i left off on a good note. at the very least i would definitely recommend this game to anyone who enjoys a difficult challenge not just in terms of combat, but in solving deep intricate puzzles as well <3

started but not finished yet:

Sea of Stars (Demo) - started in june. won't be finishing, but only because i decided to buy the full game!

Neo: The World Ends With You (Demo) - started in june. won't be finishing, because the gameplay just seemed a bit monotonous.

Paleo Pines (Demo) - started in june. won't be finishing, because the artstyle was not very appealing to me.

Tangle Tower (Demo) - started in june. won't be finishing, but only because i think i'd prefer to play it on pc.

Who's Lila - started in june. probably won't be finishing, because it just didn't seem like the game for me. which sucks, because i had been looking forward to playing it for a while :(

[stargazeraldroth]

Dark Choco Cookie Headcanons

 ... But they’re all very specific to how I interpret his character and includes self-projection, because I am due for a reality check and God has not been vibing with my rancid maladaptive daydreaming.

(PS: I won’t be doing any headcanons regarding the Strawberry Jam Sword because all of my headcanons are tied to one of my OCs, so yeah)

TW (CW?) for mentions of suicidal ideation and eating disorders (there’s nothing too in-depth or detailed, but they do get mentioned). If there’s anything I missed you can add them in the tags

- He’s demiromantic asexual

- The “Young Prince” costume/stage of his character represents his teenage years. I’m thinking from about... maybe 14-18? When do people in South Korea get officially recognized as adults? (since, y’know, Dark Cacao Kingdom is based on Korea)

- He was an absolute menace during his teenage years. I’m talking an absolute GREMLIN. Absolutely feral. If there’s a way to get into trouble, he’s doing it. Dark Cacao Cookie had to get a child leash for his TEENAGER

- This man cannot cook for shit. If any of you play Genshin Impact, think of the Raiden Shogun and how you literally cannot use her to cook, except its worse. You guys know those jokes about people cooking and some unknown substance comes out, but it’s actually alive? THAT’S WHAT HAPPENS. You let this man make ANYTHING, be prepared to deal with the Living Abyss 2.0 because he’s recreating the Licorice Sea in that pot

- With that being said, there’s even a sign in the Black Citadel and COD’s lair that reads “Dark Choco Cookie, NO”. Bro isn’t even allowed to step foot into a kitchen anymore (the Cookies of Darkness learned the hard way)

Poison Mushroom Cookie: Do you remember... the Shroomies incident?

Pomegranate Cookie: We agreed to never speak of the Shroomies incident ever again.

- Similar to how I headcanon Dark Cacao Cookie, Dark Choco Cookie is actually fully resistant/immune to the cold. If anything, it just makes him stronger. On the contrary, he doesn’t do well with hotter temperatures and will literally get sick is exposed to heat for too long

- He is... gender~ (when I picture him in my head, I do not picture a man nor a woman. I picture gender)

- When he was younger, he had a music box that he treasured a lot. It would help him fall asleep as a child and the nostalgic value carried into his teenage years. It’s still in his old bedroom, collecting dust, and playing it will only give a sad, broken version of the once lovely melody

- He knows how to dox (is it spelled dox or doxx) people, but he’s never done it because he doesn’t have a reason to (just you wait Pomegranate Cookie)

- Bro probably has insomnia and an eating disorder, or had them at some point in the past

- He has a weird obsession with lemon-scented cleaning products. If it doesn’t smell like lemons, or at least like some kind of citrus, he’s not using it

- He has/had a habit of running his hand through his hair, playing with his hair, chewing his hair, and just... holding it in his mouth. After his hair got cut short, he would instinctively reach back to grab his hair, only to grab nothing

- He has severe ADHD and autism (if I have to suffer them so does he)

- He has a math-related disability. The numbers just don’t compute, the logic doesn’t work. He can do basic math and that’s it (same as above)

- He plays Skyrim and somehow always ends up as a stealth archer thief

- He watches ASMR compilations to fall asleep and never ends up falling asleep

- He gets the crispy chicken sandwich from McDonald’s

- His favorite sodas are Dr. Pepper and the cherry Pepsi and Coke

- He listens to a combo of Melanie Martinez, Vocaloid, Billie Eilish, Twenty One Pilots, you get the idea

- When he was younger, he was very curious about the Licorice Sea, almost to a concerning degree. There were many times where he would try to sneak away to the shore to get closer to it, in some cases being caught trying to go into the sea. During the COD’s mission, even though he was able to keep himself from wandering off, they noticed how he seemed to absentmindedly stare into the horizon of the ocean. To this day, no one knows why he was kept in such a trance by the cursed waters

- When he was younger, like teenage years, he struggled with intense pyromaniac tendencies. He could not be left alone with matches, lighters, explosives, anything

- While he’s not actively suicidal, he is passively suicidal

- He has maladaptive daydreaming (bro imagine how boring and empty his childhood was)

[cryptidofthekeys]

The Devil Butcher

Considering how much I love Bob and how much he grew on me is it really any wonder I wrote a story for him, so many words and its s o fucking long but Im so v proud of it

TWs: Cannibalism, Gore, Blood, Death, Suggestive things (im doing that JUST in case), Vomit Mention, and Stalking (if I’ve missed anything please don’t hesitate to tell me to retag stuff, I wanna make sure ALL my readers are comfy and that my stories are placed with PROPER trigger warnings

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also ngl probs a bit unrealistic in many regards and v much horror movie tropey im sure,, I mean I wouldn’t be dumb enough and im sure y’all wouldn’t to throw a halloween party knowing a serial killer is on the loose ...but shh horror movie tropes!!

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You had just gotten up a few moments ago, opening your eyes slowly and then rubbing the sleep out of them, there was two more days until Halloween and you and your friends were planning a party on Halloween Night, they wanted to do it at your house and honestly it sounded like fun so you all had made plans a week or so ago and everything was set, you needed to go out and get some snacks and candy today and you had really hoped there was still some because you had kinda been too busy, you knew your friends had some candy and snacks they were bringing.

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But considering just how many people seemed interested in going to this party, you would need a LOT of snacks and drinks too in order to accommodate your party guests. You had quickly begun getting ready, brushing your teeth, taking a shower, and then putting on your favorite clothes. You then walked to the kitchen and made yourself some breakfast. Instead of waiting another day and risking not being able to get any more candy, you’d do that today and save yourself future trouble and stress… After finishing your breakfast you then quickly grabbed your phone and headed out the door, nothing was too far away in this town which is what you liked about it.

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You could walk to the candy store with the slightest of ease if you wanted to, but of course you knew you needed to get a lot of stuff and you uh couldn’t carry all of that so you got into your car and drove off, heading down to the candy store first and foremost, drinks would be easier to get and some snacks would too but considering how close it was to Halloween?

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Candy might be a little more… Difficult, you probably should have done this weeks ago but oh well, you just had too much to do and couldn’t manage, at the very least on the very first day you got your decorations put up and went out to go get your costume so that was taken care of.

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Eventually you arrived at the Candy Club and parked your car, quickly hopping out and honestly you were hoping they still had stuff left, you really should’ve tried to do this sooner, sure your friends would also be bringing candy, snacks, and even drinks but you wanted to be prepared just in case so you headed inside and well from what you could see they still had… A fair amount of candy left, it’d be enough for you

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“Hello! What can I get for you?” You looked at the man behind the counter, his name tag read ‘Kevin’ on it… You walked further into the shop and after looking around for a few minutes.

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You pointed and told him what all you wanted, he nodded and both his friend whose name tag read ‘Rick’ on it and he got to work, packing your stuff into some bags, it took them a good bit actually but you were waiting patiently, after all, the party wasn’t going to happen tonight or tomorrow, after a bit they finally finished and Kevin spoke up

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“You got a lot of candy, are you having a party?” You nodded and took the bags from him and oh man they were heavy but you managed “Yep! Anybody who really wants to come is welcome, so if you want, you are too!” Kevin smiled at that somewhat but shook his head “Ehh, too busy with work”

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You nodded at that and thanked him and his friend and then headed out the door, you did take notice how tired he looked, poor guy… Must have a lot to do, you felt bad for him in all honesty and hoped he wouldn’t have too much to deal with in the next few days, you then walked out to your car and placed the bags in the trunk, after shutting the trunk you were about to hop into the car before you got a chill, not a chill from the wind or anything like that but you got a sudden feeling, that someone was watching you.

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You turned around and looked, scanning your surroundings for anyone who might look out of the ordinary, then again… Okay, there were a lot of… Strange beings here but someone MORE so out of the ordinary than others, you saw no one however, just people walking past each other, wishing each other a happy Halloween already and or talking about Spooky Month and okay some of them were doing a weird but funny little dance which you chuckled at and then turned around “...Just… My imagination, that’s all, it IS close to Halloween after all…” You then got into your car and headed to the grocery store.

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You arrived there and got some snacks and drinks, no problem there which was nice, after getting what you thought was enough …And maybe a little more just in case, after finishing that you quickly headed back out with more heavy bags and then placed those in the trunk along with the candy and then closed it, okay, you took a deep breath and sighed, that was finally taken care of and tomorrow you’d have a free day to just relax before the party so you were honestly thankful… You got back into your car, that feeling of being watched never came back, you were just imagining things, this season could put anyone on edge it seemed.

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You then began driving home, you still couldn’t shake the thoughts of that random feeling you got though, sure, you didn’t have it now, but it was so strange… So strange and so sudden, you shuddered and shook your head, trying to just focus on the road, and eventually you made it home, you sighed and got out of your car, you had to haul all this stuff inside by yourself, which would be difficult but you figured you could manage, you quickly got to work in hauling the bags of candy inside first and foremost, quickly placing it in the fridge and then heading back outside to do the same with the drinks.

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After getting everything situated and in place you then closed and locked your door and sighed “Okay… That’s done now…” After that you walked over and plopped down on your couch, pulling out your phone and texting your friends, telling them you got the good stuff and a few minutes later, they all began responding with a hell yeah, fuck yeah, or you got that good good!

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Which you chuckled at and replied a yep, didn’t wanna be caught slacking on those snacks, drinks, or candy! You and your friends texted for a while, talking about the party and making sure everything is in order, and then of course just goofing off and having a laugh as well.

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After a bit you told them you were just going to go and relax now that you got everything situated to which they all replied with hearts, you smiled at that and then got up, walking to your bedroom to go place your phone back on charge, you still thought about that strange feeling you got earlier but you sighed in frustration “It’s just the spooky month! C’mon, get yourself together” You gave yourself a little pep talk for a few minutes.

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Saying that there was no way there was someone actually watching you! Everyone had gotten a little jumpy this time of year, it always happened and you were no exception… You then went back into the living room to watch some of the scary movies that were on today which was probably not a good idea after that feeling earlier but you wanted to enjoy Halloween as much as you could! And that’s what you planned to do, you also needed to relax before party night got here, you had another full day to chill out though so you weren’t too worried on the bright side.

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The rest of the day and into the next was uneventful, you just did your normal routine the next morning, getting up, brushing your teeth, taking a shower, etc… It was uneventful and normal, you were just chilling on the couch, watching some TV, not scary movies right now but just more so random shows, until… You heard something tap against your window, this caused you to immediately sit up straight, almost freezing in place, you slowly looked over to the window and you could feel your breath get caught in your throat, the curtain in front of it made you unable to see the figure in full detail but you saw someone…

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Standing outside, the figure was big, and the only detail you could actually make out was just the shadow-y shape of… Horns…? Your eyes widened a bit as you watched the figure begin moving, it was heading toward the door or so it seemed… You waited a few moments before slowly getting up, you looked at the door and bit your lip, you definitely felt more nervous now, what if…

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That feeling you had yesterday, what if this figure had been the reason you felt like someone was watching you? You didn’t hear a knock at the door or anything, you had really hoped it was just someone pranking you, after all, it WAS the day before Halloween.

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You slowly approached the door, shaking a little bit as you finally got to it. You reached out a hesitant hand but then paused when you finally heard a knock at the door, three heavy thunks… Before it stopped, all fell silent except for the sounds of your TV playing in the background, you looked up into the peephole but to your surprise, nobody was standing there to which you frowned at, you then swung open the door, you didn’t step outside however, just held the door open

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“Hello?” You called out but there was no answer, until suddenly… Something jumped out in front of the doorway “RAH!” You screamed and fell backwards, falling right on your ass.

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And then suddenly you heard a burst of laughter, you looked up to see… It was just one of your friends, pointing at you and laughing “Oh man! I got you! Oh… Oh you should’ve seen the look on your face…!” They continued to laugh to which you glared at, you let them help you back up but then you punched them in the shoulder to which they held but were still laughing “Not funny you asshole! Ugh! You’re lucky I didn't call the cops on you for snooping around my house!”

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 Your friend was grinning as they took the devil horns off their head “Oh c’monnnn (Y/N)~! Everyone’s entitled to ONE good scare, ya know?” You scoffed and then realized “Yeah right, ONE good scare my ass… if I didn’t know any better, it was probably YOU that gave me the feeling of someone watching me the other day”

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That’s when your friend’s laughter died down and they blinked in surprise “...Wait what?” You looked at them and huffed.

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“While I was out getting the stuff the other day, I got a feeling suddenly, I-I dunno, it felt like someone was watching you, tch, lemme guess it WAS you wasn’t it?” Your friend blinked and looked you dead in the eye “I… (Y/N)... I was at home yesterday” You rolled your eyes and turned around to which they quickly responded

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“It’s true! I was at home all day yesterday, had no reason to go out so I just stayed at home, playing video games” You looked back to your friend, looking over their expression “...W-Wait… You… You’re serious?” Your friend nodded “I am deadass serious” You then tensed up slightly and looked down to the ground in thought.

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But after a few moments your friend placed a hand on your shoulder “Hey… I-It’s probably fine…! It was probably nothing! Let’s just relax, and uh if you don’t mind, Imma help myself to some candy” Your friend then skedaddled past you to zoom to the fridge which you quickly chased after, repeating ‘no’ over and over until you slammed the fridge door shut

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“Aww c’mon (Y/N)! Just a little piece, come onnnn~” You chuckled at that but it was a dry one “After the scare you just gave me? You don’t even deserve one! And besides, you’re waiting until tomorrow like everyone else!”

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Your friend feigned a hurt expression, placing an arm to their head and posing dramatically “Oh you wound me so… You’re just n o fun…!” You laughed at that and began dragging them away from the fridge “Keep it up and I won’t even let you have any tomorrow either” Your friend gasped, mock hurt evident on their face but they groaned “Fiiiiineee…! I’ll behave” They laughed and then walked over, plopping down on your couch and you sat down beside them “Sooo, you excited for the big night tomorrow?”

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They asked to which you smiled and nodded “Yep! A… A lil nervous but it’ll… It’ll be fun” Your friend nodded at that and ruffled your hair “Of course it’ll be fun! You’ll forget all about that nervousness tomorrow night when you’re having fun! Halloween’s gonna be s o much fun, oh speaking of, since I’m not greedy unlike y o u~” Your friend reached into their pocket and handed you a piece of candy “Happy early Halloween, you lil scaredy cat~”

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You scoffed but took the candy nonetheless “...Thanks, and alright alright FINE… You can have o n e piece” Your friend grinned and hugged you tight “I KNEW you’d come around~!”

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Your friend then shot up from their spot and ran to the fridge, grabbing a piece of their favorite candy and then walking back over to plop down on the couch, they took a bite of the candy and then grabbed the remote, turning the television on, the first thing on was a news report, the first report talked about a guy named ‘Dexter Erotoph’ and that there was no information about his location.

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And then the next report was breaking news, the anchor talked about a cannibal serial killer named Bob Velseb that had broken out of prison sometime yesterday, he and two other thieves were on the run it seemed.

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After the news anchor told everyone it’d be best to stay inside tomorrow, keep all your doors locked and windows shut until the Police can capture him again, and then of course he went on to say if you DO see The Devil Butcher, to call the police IMMEDIATELY, do not try to engage as he’s extremely dangerous which was obvious but still, after that you and your friend slowly turned to each other, both of you looked nervous, that much was obvious after hearing THAT.

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You then thought back to yesterday when you got that feeling that someone had been watching you and you shuddered, you really hoped it hadn’t been that cannibal “...I… I… Okay, I… I really don’t think we should um, throw this party” Your friend huffed “Oh come on…! We planned this for so long! I mean, besides, tomorrow is HALLOWEEN… (Y/N), I don’t know if you know this but even with the anchor saying to stay inside, nobody is actually gonna, they are gonna take it as a suggestion…!”

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You frowned “...Yeah I know but, this is REALLY serious! People could get put in danger!” Your friend rolled their eyes “Oh p l e a s e… That creepy bastard isn’t going to come to a house full of people! Unless he’s dumb as hell of course” You opened your mouth to retort but your friend shook their head

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“We planned this for sooo long, besides, the police don’t…. HAVE to know if they ask any questions, we’ll just lie to them” You sighed “...Alright alright, fine, fine… We did plan this party for a long time and even with trick or treaters if any show up, there’ll be a buncha candy still go to waste”

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Your friend grinned and placed an arm around you “That’s the spirit, it’ll be fine! Besides, another thing, that killer could literally be MILES from here by now, he could not even be in this town anymore so just relax…!” They paused, looking into your eyes, they could see the doubt in your eyes even then, the hesitation to throw this party now evident.

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“Don’t let it bother you too much, and hey, if you’re thinking about that feeling you got yesterday, I doubt it was him, too many people wandering out and I’m sure someone would recognize him” You sighed and nodded “...I guess you’re right” Your friend nodded.

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“I know I am! Alright though, I gotta bounce, I’ll see you tomorrow night~! Can’t wait for the big party, and if some guests actually don’t show up, don’t worry, I’ll make sure to put the rest of the candy to good use by the end of the night~”

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You rolled your eyes and got up and began shoving them out “Alright alright, you candy hog… Get outta here” Your friend grinned and laughed, they hugged you and then you said your goodbyes to them and they closed the door on the way out, you then locked the door and sighed.

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“...Maybe I should’ve just said no …But then again… All my friends, everyone seemed so excited for this party …I-I mean, I guess they’re right… Why WOULD a killer come to a house FULL of people? He’d… Get caught too easily here…” You shook your head, you decided to distract yourself as much as you could before nightfall finally came.

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You headed to bed and slept somewhat peacefully, you still kept thinking about two days ago, that feeling you had gotten of someone watching you, then the news announces a serial killer cannibal is on the loose, saying he escaped the VERY day you had gotten that strange feeling… Then again surely you would’ve just kept getting that feeling, he would’ve kept following you, maybe, you didn’t know, you just hoped Halloween night would go smoothly…

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Eventually morning came, you got up, did everything you normally did in a day, your normal routine, and all that was left to do now was wait until nightfall tonight, you still felt nervous, on edge, you even wondered with yourself if you should just go ahead and cancel the party entirely.

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As you thought that, all your friends texted back, saying how excited they were for tonight. You faintly wondered if any of them even heard about the news report aside from the friend that visited you the other day… Either way you saw them all hyped and excited and it put a smile on your face.

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You texted them back in excitement too, hiding your nervousness… For a good half of the day, you spent it texting your friends, just goofing off and having a laugh, sending some funny videos.

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After that you then let your phone charge up and just decided to sit and watch some horror movies for the next few hours, trying to get yourself in the spooky mood, you did look out your window by evening time and okay yeah, literally nobody had taken that into account.

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There were so many people out already… You sighed and decided not to worry about it anymore as you then went to get ready, you got the candies, snacks, and drinks out first and foremost and placed the drinks into a few coolers you had set up.

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Next you put on the costume you had picked out for yourself, after looking over yourself in the mirror you smiled, you looked so cool! And now all that was left to do was wait for it to get dark… Come 6:30 PM, your friends had arrived, all of them greeting you happily and giving you a hug to which you hugged back, your friends aka the bestest friend group you could ever ask for truth be told, you honestly had no idea what you’d do without them, they complimented your costume and you complimented theirs.

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You helped them get their candies, snacks, and drinks out as well and then the rest of you just talked until it was time for the party to start. Some of your friends had brought their own music too, all spooky themed of course… And then at 7:00 PM, it had already become dark, there was a knock at the door and literally a lot of the guests had shown up right then and there which you welcomed happily, and that’s when the party started fully, now that there were enough guests, sure more would be arriving but you had plenty of candies, for guests and trick or treaters alike.

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Your friends had put on some spooky music to set the mood and all was ready to go, this party was actually a costume party to be more specific so the guests that arrived had their costumes on of course, they all looked so cool, sure there were a few that had a similar costume on but oh well.

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That was to be expected! You had put the horror movie marathon on as well just as a little added effect, you mostly hung around your friend group because despite wanting to have this party… You were still… Rather awkward around strangers.

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Eventually as time passed more and more guests showed up, and of course some trick or treaters which you happily handed candy out too and wished them a Happy Halloween, really it didn’t seem like anyone had listened to that news anchor so you didn’t worry about that anymore, besides, you didn’t have time to worry, what with all the guests that arrived, everyone had arrived by 8:45 PM, it wasn’t going to be the BIGGEST party ever as your house wasn’t the biggest, grandest sight but either way, after all the guests were here, you could relax more so.

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Your friends had helped you host the party, as they knew you couldn’t do it all yourself of course, they went around, asked if everyone was having a fun time.

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Which for the most part it seemed like it, but oh m a n was it still incredibly loud in here, what with all the music, movies playing, and of course people talking, it was… V e r y loud… You were the one to ask your friends if THEY were having a good time which they all responded with a very cheery yes, and then eventually you heard another knock at the door, it was more trick or treaters so you grabbed the bowl of candy and handed each of them a few pieces of candy, they thanked you and wished you a Happy Halloween, you smiled and wished them one as well.

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You watched as they left, heading down the sidewalk to more houses and before you shut the door, something caught your eye… You looked to the other side of the street and you saw… Something? …No… No that was a person, there was someone standing, underneath a light post, your eyes widened as you noticed he were not only just standing there but he were staring directly at you, he had a red turtleneck on from what you could make out, black pants and boots, and then finally he had a red devil mask on…? You could see horns at the very least but what unnerved you the most…

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Were those eyes and that grin, his grin was far too wide, it didn’t look natural at all… And his eyes bore into yours, you shivered uncomfortably, whenever you blinked however, you noticed the figure was no longer there, he had… Vanished…? …This made you question if you were just seeing things, you jumped and yelped when one of your friends came over and placed a hand on your shoulder, they quickly retracted their hand and put them up in defense “Woah woah! Hey hey… It’s me, it’s just me (Y/N)...! J-Jeez, you are… Jumpier than usual, what’s wrong…?”

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You looked at them, you were still noticeably shaking “T-There was a guy outside...!” Your friend raised a brow “Well duh, it’s Halloween, everyone’s out!” You groaned in frustration “No! I-I saw someone standing, by the light over there… He… He was huge, he had like a d-devil mask on and… And… That g-grin… His e y e s…”

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Your friend gently held your shoulders and ushered you away from the door and closed it with one hand “Hey hey… It’s okay, it’s probably just someone trying to scare everyone, you know how people are on Halloween” You shook your head “N-No… This felt… Different, he… He” You then sighed “…N-Never mind…”

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“Just um go, k-keep having fun… I’ll be fine” Your friend looked concerned “...Are you sure? Because I can stay with you if you need me to, you… You do look pretty shaken up after all” You smiled and shook your head “I’ll be fine… I promise, I just… Y-You’re probably right, it probably is just someone trying to uh… Scare others” Your friend smiled and nodded “Yeah, that’s all, you know how people get this time of year, it’ll be fine! I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about! But seriously uh if you need, you know where to find me” You nodded and thanked them.

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And then your friend headed off and you looked down “...H-Heh, th… They’re probably right…” You then looked back at the door and peeked out of the peephole really quickly but there was nothing there, so you sighed and just tried to relax, to calm your nerves, you walked over to the fridge, greeting some of the guests as you walked past.

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Who told you the party was awesome so far! They were having a lot of fun which you said you were glad they were, faking a smile so as to not let them see your nervousness, you then grabbed a drink from the fridge and took a few sips, it wasn’t alcohol of course although you all did stock up on that too.

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You had sat down on the couch for a long while, just taking some sips of your drink, and looking down at the floor, no matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t get that guy’s face out of your head… Those eyes, that grin… And then suddenly, the lights all went out, the music stopped, the power was… Completely out… And everything fell silent which didn’t help your nerves all that much, all the guests were asking what was going on and why the music stopped and everything and then one of your friends used their phone’s flashlight.

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“Ayo, chill out! I got this one! It’s probably just a breaker that switched off, I’ll be right back!” And then your friend quickly sped around one of the corners, they were heading down to your basement, you were going to offer to go with them but they had taken off before you could even say anything really, everyone had just been silent, waiting for the power to come back on.

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It took a little bit but eventually, suddenly, everything kicked back on, to which the guests and the rest of your friends cheered and the party resumed like normal, you just continued to sit there for a long while, just finishing your drink and then tossing it in the garbage bin.

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You had eventually looked behind yourself, to see if your friend had returned from the basement, looking over to the group you then got up and walked over to them “Hey… Have they come back yet?” Your friends shook their heads, saying they hadn’t seen them, maybe they were just goofing off, or preparing to scare someone who went down there and then you sighed “You’re probably right …S-Should we wait for them then?” Your friends nodded and told you to wait a little bit longer and so you did…

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You waited… And waited… And waited… “A-Alright that’s it… I-I’m gonna go check, just in case” Your friends nodded, some offered to go with you but you shook your head and then proceeded down the hall, you grumbled “This is no time for pranks… A-Already on edge enough…”

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You continued heading down until you stopped and turned toward your right, you then reached out a hand, but for some reason you hesitated, you had a strange feeling in your stomach, not only was there a sense of nervousness but you felt… As if something were wrong, they hadn’t come out at all, and it had been maybe ten to fifteen minutes already, you took a deep breath and opened the door and called out “Are you alright down there?” …No response, which worried you even more

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“Hey! C’mon now, this is NO time for pranks…! I swear if you scare me, I WILL lock you in here…! Y-You know I’m already on edge…!”

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You began repeating as you got to the final step and fully looked into the basement, trying to get out the word ‘not’ but failing every time, your eyes widened in horror at what you saw and you let out a full on scream, nobody would hear you of course, as the music, movies, and everything blaring upstairs would prevent that…

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What you saw made you feel absolutely sick to your stomach, there, on the ground… Lay your friend, blood was pooling out of several wounds… You rushed over as quickly as you could.

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Shaking hands grabbing at them “O-Oh my god… O-Oh my fucking god…” From the looks of it, they had been stabbed several times, over and over again, you could see stray tears but their eyes were devoid of any sort of life, the blood was soaking your hands and clothes but you didn’t care

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“Oh god…” You called out your friend’s name over and over again, hugging them close “Nooo… No no no nonono… Wh-Who could’ve…” And before you could even finish that sentence, you looked over to the stairs leading into the basement, after all, this basement COULD lead outside.

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You felt your breath hitch in your throat, eyes as wide as they could be at what you saw… On the bottom step… Was the exact same man you had seen not even that long ago, a pleased grin on his face, manic eyes looking over you and your dead friend, he had a knife in his hand and something else, he placed the knife against it and it made an awful sound, he was… Sharpening it and that’s when you released your friend and began to back up, terrified sounds leaving your throat involuntarily as the man began approaching, his heavy footsteps echoing loudly throughout the basement.

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You had tears pricking your eyes, especially when you saw him salivate, that’s when it hit you… This… This was… …O-Oh… Oh f u c k… This was that cannibal guy that had escaped from prison, this was that Bob Velseb guy… It had to be! He slowly approached you and you kept backing up, you heard something fall from your pocket and it was the piece of candy that your beloved friend had given you.

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The one that lay cold and lifeless on the basement floor before you… You noticed the man’s eyes flickered to the candy and then he began walking normally, you screamed and began running up the stairs as he went for the candy, eating it, wrapper and all.

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You scrambled up the stairs as fast as you could, once getting back up them, you slammed the door closed and locked it behind you “(Y/N)...? Wh-Wha… Oh my god…! I-IS THAT BLOOD?!” One of your friends cried and rushed over, checking over you for any injuries but you quickly shoved them aside “R-RUN! RUN NOW…! H-HE’S DOWNSTAIRS!”

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Your friend asked who but there question was quickly answered as the door was broken down in an instant, and before your friend even had time to run, the man grabbed them, they screamed and thrashed around as he held them in the air with o n e hand.

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Your eyes widened and you screamed out your friend’s name but you couldn’t even rush over in time to do anything about it as the man sunk his knife right into them, they let out a yell of pain, mouth falling agape as they slowly looked him in the eyes, he locked eyes right back with them and then slammed them against the wall.

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They cried out in pain as he sliced open a part of their costume, he then looked back at you, a massive grin across his face before looking back and sinking his teeth into their arm, they screamed in pain again, trying everything in their power to fight against him, hitting and kicking with all their might.

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You ran over and proceeded to kick him between the legs which he grunted at, he did shove you away and down before stumbling back and clutching his privates, your friend cried out for you to flee, to not worry about them, to save yourself and the others, you argued and bickered with them for a moment before Bob had stood back up fully and oh he looked… Angry more or less.

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He grabbed at your ankle to which you cried at “Nonononono!” You screamed and kicked at him, you managed to kick him away before scrambling back up and to your feet, it was clear he had no interest in even going back for your friend, he was fixated on you now, that much was clear as you fled down the hallway, tears in your eyes, you scanned the room, you noticed everyone’s gaze shifted to you and one guest even seemed confused.

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“Why… Are you covered in blood? Is this… Some kind of show? I don’t remember you tal-” Before they could finish their sentence…

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You ran over to them and told them that they all needed to run, that there was a killer in the house! Everyone stiffened for a moment, if it weren’t for the music and movies blaring, it would have gone completely silent, it stayed this way for a few minutes, you heard pained sounds moving through the hall and you snapped your head over, you saw your friend struggling to crawl out of the hallway, they were crying in pain and trailing some blood everywhere.

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“Y-You all need to r-run…! O-Or call th-the police… O-Or something… H-Hurry before he get- Glk!” They were cut off, you heard the sound of a knife being stabbed into their back…

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And then they went completely limp, and then you heard the footsteps coming out… And you saw… H i m, your eyes widening, especially when his found you, a grin creeping on his face “You’re Next!” He pointed his knife at you, and honestly it was clear he was adding a…

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“N-NO! NO! T-THIS ISN’T A SHOW…! H-He’s killed t-two of my friends! H-He’s going to kill us if we don’t call the cops!” Most of the guests just clapped and some critiqued your acting, you yelled out in frustration but then began running, you scanned around and spotted your two remaining friends and grabbed their hands “C-C’mon! We have to go!”

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Your friends were completely confused before you began dragging them along, heading out the door quickly, you could hear the loud booming footsteps coming your way before they stopped…

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Meanwhile… Back at your own house, Bob was in the doorway, watching you and your remaining friends flee before he quickly turned toward everyone “Now now, don’t y’all worry consider this an… Intermission of sorts… The… S h o w… Will continue momentarily~” The guests cheered and clapped and he just chuckled, how easily fooled they were.

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“W-Wait! (Y/N)! S-SLOW DOWN…! JEEZ!” One of your friends spoke “Y-Yeah you’re hurting o-our arms…! Wh-What is going on?!” You sighed in frustration and stopped, you hadn’t heard the footsteps but you HAD got a long way from your house “W-We don’t have time for this…! T-That man…! H-He’s the cannibal serial killer! Bob Velseb! H-He killed… O-Oh god…”

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You collapsed to your knees and said he killed the others, he even took a chunk out of one of their a r m s… Your friends’ eyes widened at this, while you had broken down in full on tears, sobbing wildly.

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While the guests might’ve been fooled, your friends sure weren’t, their eyes widening…

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Filling with tears “H…H… W-What…?” You groaned and pulled out your phone, you were lucky you had grabbed it before the party started earlier and pulled up the news article that talked about his escape, showing it to them, they read over it and they gasped “O-Oh fuck… H…He killed our friends…?!” One of them cried, the other looking angry “Th… That bastard…!” You sniffled, clutching your phone tightly in hand, wiping tears away from your eyes as you tried to stand.

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You were trembling like crazy, one of your friends was standing there crying, sobbing away in their hands, while the other consoled them “W-What do we do now…?” You looked down at your phone “I-I’m gonna call the police really quick…” Your friends nodded as you began dialing the number and then put the phone up to your ear.

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You waited, and waited, and waited, and waited… And waited some more… …The phone just kept ringing, now here’s the thing, you KNEW there were only t w o officers on duty, that was a big issue in the town but the Mayor didn’t seem to care about fixing said issue.

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…There was no answer, they must’ve been out… You yelled out profanities and just hung up and tried again, and again, and again and again and again… You tried so many times, your fingers typing against your phone in such desperation, t r y i n g to reach the officers but it was no use, that prompted your friends to panic more.

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You eventually just made a frustrated sound and shook your head “I-It’s no use…! Fuck! I-I can’t get a hold of them…!” Your friends shook their heads “W-Well how far are we from the police station?! M-Maybe we can walk!”

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Your eyes had widened again, your friends waiting for an answer until one of them looked up at you, they saw you began trembling worse than before and then their eyes widened as well as they heard the sounds of a knife… Getting sharpened, they looked to where you were looking at and then they two started to tremble, there, under another source of light, was The Devil Butcher himself… Same manic grin, hungry eyes, and sharpening his knife, after getting it nice and sharpened, he then flipped it before holding it in a stabbing motion and beginning to approach.

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You quickly grabbed your friends and booked it out of there, the two actually running with you this time, you ran down the sidewalk in a panic, it had gotten super late so there wasn’t anyone out now, the trick or treaters had gone home, even so you and your friends did scream out for help, even despite knowing nobody was going to come to your rescue, the three of you continued down the sidewalk, not really paying any attention to where you were running, you all booked it behind an alleyway of sorts, you saw a door that said ‘Personnel Only’ you tried to push the door open yourself but it wouldn’t budge.

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Your friends began trying to help, desperately pushing at the heavy door, after a bit you had eventually begun to hear footsteps in the distance, loud, echoing and thunderous footsteps, but they weren’t running… No, he didn’t seem to care much about running, after a few more moments with some crying and panicking, the footsteps getting closer and closer with each passing second, you had all managed to successfully push the door open and then quickly…

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You all closed the door as well, hoping he hadn’t rounded the corner in time to see you all do that, and after that you all tore out in different directions, not caring w h e r e you went just that you found a suitable hiding spot, one of your friends had ran and hidden in a room full of hanging meat, even despite finding it as gross as could be, the meat was big enough to hide them and they hadn’t had much time to figure out another hiding spot they supposed.

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Your other friend had just run into a room and was looking frantically around, there weren’t many hiding spots except for some boxes by the corner so they took it, they hid behind the stack of boxes, and then finally you… You had run into a room that was probably one of the worst for hiding spots, it had a bunch of meat shaped like…

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Children? But… With a pumpkin and a skeleton head, you muttered profanities underneath your breath but you didn’t have any more time to try and find another hiding spot. You quickly stepped to the farthest part of the room, way in the back and stepped behind a bunch of those weirdly shaped… Meat things…

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There were enough of them placed next to each other to at LEAST hide you if you laid down, so that’s what you did, you got in behind them and laid fully down, as flat as you could manage, the piles of meat were close enough together and tall enough to hide you, or at least you hoped… But oh man did it make you gag, the smell was atrocious…

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You had hoped your friends had a good hiding spot too, meanwhile… Bob was approaching the door after sharpening his knife some more, he eventually pushed open the door and listened as it creaked, he stepped inside, knowing his footsteps had probably alerted his prey to his presence.

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The friend that hid in the room full of large hanging meat had heard his footsteps finally, their eyes widening as they clasped a hand over their mouth and nose to stifle any noise, however as they moved, they had accidentally made a chain rattle, it echoed, very clearly which made their eyes widened and they stiffened up, not daring to move even a MUSCLE this time… They could hear it, growing closer, those god awful footsteps… They were walking right to this room… The closer he got, the louder they echoed, and then they heard those weird little tassels get swept, the footsteps stopping.

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The only sound they could hear now was heavy breathing, it chilled them to the bone and they had tears in their eyes, they still tried to keep still, their body stiff as could be and honestly if they ever unstiffened from their position it’d hurt like hell later, they heard the footsteps slowly making their way into the room now, heavy breathing accompanying them, after he got presumably half way into the room, the footsteps stopped altogether …The only thing heard now was heavy breathing and it continued this way for a few moments more, until…

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They heard the sound of meat being stabbed at first, their eyes widening, they heard a bunch of meat get stabbed a bunch of times, some getting sliced, and before they even knew it, the meat they had hidden behind unfortunately got selected, bad luck… They could feel the knife pierce right through their back and they couldn’t hold the scream that escaped their throat.

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This caused them to get down from the spot and they immediately tried to flee, calling out for help only to be caught by a massive arm, it choked them and they tried desperately to claw at it, to pry it from their throat.

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They heard the man chuckle and he just squeezed tighter before placing his knife back in his toolbelt, they had managed to rear their leg back and kick him, again, right in the dick, he released them and they had fallen onto the hard floor with a resounding oof before trying to scramble to get away, before they could even get up, they immediately felt his boot slam down on their back and that took the breath out of them

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“I’m gettin’ REAL tired of y’all doin’ that!” He yelled at them, watching them try to squirm out from under him, he then looked toward their legs and got an idea, a wicked grin crossing his features.

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Bob kept them pinned down under his boot before gripping at one of their legs, they screamed and cried out for help, their cries echoing throughout the building, they could feel him beginning to pull at their leg and they began screaming out in pain, thrashing around wildly, he... He was really trying to tear their leg off!

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“S-Stop! Stop…! Y-You sick fuck…! You’re g-gonna-” And sure enough, the most god awful sound of bone being ripped along with flesh and tendons resounded through the building, their scream being the loudest it had ever been so far, in fact it might’ve even damaged their vocal chords they cried out so loud.

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They couldn’t even speak at this point, they just kept crying, and screaming, the pain was unbearable and blood was quickly pooling out of the wound, tears were flowing down their face, they were still squirming trying to desperately get away as Bob grinned down at them, he did the same with their other leg with the slightest of ease, tearing it right from its space, they tried to scream again but it just came out hoarsely, nowhere near as loud as the first, they probably couldn’t have screamed that loud again anyways… Blood now flowing from two wounds as Bob then lifted his boot from their back.

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“Did you know… Many cultures consume blood for food and that includes humans!” He reached down, cupping his hands together near where their leg used to be, catching some blood in his hands as if it were water and then bringing them up to his face, he greedily guzzled the blood down, some of it getting on him, his clothes.

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And then splattering on the floor and even on the other… Who was convulsing from the pain right now but trying desperately to crawl away, tears flowing down their face “H…He…” They tried to speak, only for their voice to catch in their throat, using their arms to try and claw their way out of the room.

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Blood trailing behind them every inch of the way, and it hurt, it hurt so badly… The convulsions didn’t help and made it that much more difficult to crawl away but Bob watched this, tilting his head, a wide grin on his face, he watched with a sick sort of amusement as the victim tried to crawl away, they were slowly but surely making it out of the room

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“Here, lemme help ya out” He walked over and picked them up, they couldn’t thrash around as much as any sort of major movement caused them more pain but they were still struggling to try and get out of his grasp as he carried them near the back door they came through and then he dropped them down.

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They gasped in pain as they hit the floor with a harsh thud and then Bob backed off “...Let’s see if you can even crawl outta here, at least if you can make it out the door before blood loss takes ya” He chuckled and walked over “I’ll even hold the door for ya~” He held the door open, like he said, an amused look on his face, they glared up at him “G…G… Ggk… Go…” They began.

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“G…Go… t-t.. To… H e l l…” The victim scoffed, trying desperately to claw their way out, they could see it, maybe if they could at least get outside, they could call for help! The victim thought about you, and the other… Their friends… They just hoped the others had found some way out of here.

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They struggled for a bit longer and as they neared the door, their vision had begun blurring, fading in and out… The amount of blood they had lost was beginning to affect them now, their struggles were slowing and hell they were even struggling to stay upright enough to crawl.

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They had only made it halfway out the door, not even being able to call out loud enough for help before they fell to the ground with a thunk, this made Bob chuckle as he picked their lifeless body up and then slammed the door shut again, he dragged them back to the room they had hidden in.

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Blood was still pooling out of the wounds and creating quite the mess on the floor, and then he took the slab of meat down they had been hiding in and hung them up on the hook, he looked over his handiwork for a few moments before looking back at one of the other rooms…

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Meanwhile your final friend, the only one left, had heard the screams, they were sure you did too… And they had to keep a hand clasped over their mouth to stifle their cries and from hyperventilating… They were already trembling as they pressed themselves as far back into the corner as they could, keeping as low as they could physically manage behind the boxes. They were trying hard not to sob or cry right now, they heard the loud thunderous footsteps and their eyes widened.

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They were trying so hard to keep as quiet as they could, hearing the footsteps grow louder with each passing second made their heart rate gradually speed up, at one point they were convinced that their heart was going to rip out of their chest but then again, if he found them, it probably would quite literally be ripped out. The haunting footsteps drew closer and closer until finally, he entered the room they were in, he was literally right there by the boxes but he was looking elsewhere, they made sure to keep as low as they could, hand still clasped over their mouth, tears flowing down their face.

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Bob stalked around the room, not as slow as before, eyes scanning over the room for any potential movement as he walked, knife in hand and ready… The last remaining friend eventually slowly got onto their stomach, making sure not to knock the boxes around or anything, and very much making sure they didn’t let out a sob or anything like that.

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They stilled all movements when they suddenly heard running footsteps, their eyes wide in horror, had he found them? …They heard… Something getting stabbed on the other side of the room, over and over again so no, they took this opportunity to crawl out from behind the boxes, crawling to the other room where the exit door stood.

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Freedom is so close… Yet so far… They had really hoped at the very least that you had made it out already, that maybe you found another exit point, at some point they had stood up because he was still stabbing away, they tried to be as careful as they could as they stood fully up but their foot had winded up gently shoving a box, their eyes widening as they looked back and they saw the boxes moving and that’s when they booked it into the other room, they got in there just in time as the boxes crashed to the floor, hiding behind the wall momentarily.

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They didn’t want to be spotted just yet, but they knew at some point they’d have to make a break for the door, and they would be spotted then but they merely listened as the killer drew closer this time, walking directly over to where the boxes were and stopping, that’s when all fell silent, no sounds at all this time… The silence was deafening and the final friend h a t e d it even more so than hearing the footsteps… It lasted for a few moments and they were about to try tip-toeing toward the exit before suddenly, they felt something grab their arm and they screamed.

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Thrashing and struggling around as the killer pulled them back into the room and threw them down in the corner, they let out a pained sound before looking up, locking eyes with Bob who was grinning down at them “Y’all are really bad at hiding… Ya know that? I could see the shadow, of your f o o t sticking out in the doorway~” They trembled and began hyperventilating, tears flowing down their face as they slowly stood up.

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They tried to sidestep him on the left but he moved that way, and then repeated the same pattern on the right, the final friend was full on sobbing at this point “P-Please… P l e a s e…” They began, they could barely even get the words out but they started begging, desperately pleading with him to let them go.

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Bob was grinning at them as he tilted his head, cutting off their movements anytime they tried, until at some point they just backed themselves as far into the corner as they could, anything to not be this close to him as they were now, he placed his knife away and then grabbed them by the arm.

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“N-No!” They cried out over and over again, not caring that them pulling and tugging away only made his grip tighten and claws sink in further. That wide demented grin plastered onto his face couldn’t get any wide as he watched over their struggles before repositioning himself and then beginning to slowly drag their arm over to the spinning blade.

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“S-Stop! Stop stop! Please stop! PLEASE!” They tried to plead with him once more, even trying to bargain with him, offer him things but he still kept dragging them toward the blade, and then finally… Their fingers were the first to make contact, they screamed the loudest they had this time, the pain was excruciating and he made it so much worse when he began moving their arm side to side, they wailed and cried.

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They quickly hopped down from the table and tried to bolt for the exit only to get grabbed again which they cried out at “L-Let me g-go…! Y-You f-fucking m…. Mo… muh… Monster…!” Bob only brought them over to the other table and grabbed their other arm “Aww, now you’ve just gone and hurt my feelin’s~”

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The final friend’s eyes widened, on this table was a meat grinder of sorts and they tried desperately to pull back and away, apologizing profusely to him only to hear him laugh, a cruel laugh of course, he didn’t go as slow this time, they tried to fight him as hard as they could physically manage.

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Trying to prevent him from sticking their hand in the meat grinder but it did no good, he was clearly stronger than them and he shoved it into there, keeping a tight and secure grip on their other arm, their hand was shoved into there, and then with his other hand, he grabbed the crank, the final friend begged one final time, even more desperation in their dying voice, they were already in agony.

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“P-Please d-don’t… Pleeease… Please please…” And then he began turning the crank and the pain hit them immediately, they couldn’t scream any louder as their voice was growing more hoarse just like the last.

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Not even a few minutes after getting their hand grinded, the final friend suddenly fell unconscious, their body going limp and this made Bob look down at them and he scoffed “...Goddammit… You were weaker than the others…!” All that pain and panic from having one hand sliced off practically and then another ground up must’ve sent them into shock.

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…And cardiac arrest because when Bob pulled them away from the meat grinder and actually held their chest close to his ear, he hadn’t heard their heart beating anymore “...Fuckin’ pathetic…” He then tossed the final friend’s body to the ground but then grinned, feeling a sensation of pure excitement course through his veins “...Only o n e left now…” Bob then pulled out his knife and headed toward the back again.

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Meanwhile you had been laying there, crying, you had felt like such a coward… You heard your friends screaming and crying, their screams echoing throughout the building, and yet you just hid here… Listening to them, you sobbed as softly as you could manage and placed your hands over your face, you muttered out apologies to them, over and over again.

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…Even if you had gone out there, you had nothing to defend yourself with, this guy was massive and clearly stronger than all of you had been, but did that make you feel any better even thinking that? No, you still felt terribly guilty.

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You regretted going through with that damned party, you should have just told your friends that it was off, that you all needed to just cancel it, you shouldn’t have given in so easily, you should have tried to argue, but you didn’t, and now… Now…

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You then went completely still and froze, eyes widening when you finally heard those footsteps approaching this room, after all, this was the last room he hadn’t checked yet, you kept repeating ‘no’ over in your head, you slapped a hand over your mouth and stifled any noise the could’ve came out, looking around from where you lay for something, ANYTHING to maybe use against him… You then got an idea and grabbed a handful of meat with your free hand, it was mushy and gooey and it felt so nasty to hold but you’d take ANYTHING at this point and you kept as flat as you could against the floor.

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You heard the large iron door open and then close, you tried your hardest not to tremble, you didn’t want to risk the piles of meat falling over or anything, you heard him walk into the room and then stop.

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“Ya know… All yer friends are dead already, you’re the only one left now, and I k n o w ya gotta be here in here somewhere~” There was a pause before he chuckled.

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“You were m i g h t y cowardly, to just let them die like that, ya could’ve came outta hiding and t r i e d to save ‘em but you didn’t… You just hid, while your friends s c r e a m e d and c r i e d out for help~”

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His words cut deep, sure, not as deep as that knife would if he found you but still, you already had tears rolling down your face and this situation was helping, in all honesty, you had wished this was just some nightmare that you’d wake up from any second and things would be normal again.

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That your friends weren’t dead, that you were just at home, sleeping in, and having a horrible nightmare but this wasn’t just happening in your head, no, your friends had been butchered and you were next on the chopping block.

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Bob began walking closer, you could hear him getting closer so you readied your hand, ready to throw this disgusting stuff right into his eyes, you didn’t have to wait long as this room wasn’t big at all, he crept over to exactly where you were hiding “There’s nowhere else for you to go~ This room’s a dead end, more specifically… YOUR dead end”

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He then leaned over, looming over you, his shadow engulfing your entire frame “...FOUND YOU!” And then before he knew it, you had tossed the meat directly at his face, it got into his eyes and he yelled, stumbling backwards slightly.

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This allowed you to get up while he was wiping at his eyes, he was swinging his knife randomly, trying to hit you despite not being able to see at the moment, you had managed to get past him for the moment, you quickly began prying open the door, it was so much heavier than the wooden door had been which made things difficult but you did manage to get it cracked open before he grabbed you.

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Trying to pull you away from the door, you kicked and thrashed at him “Fuck you! Let me go! You sick fuck!” You screamed and yelled profanities at him, even when he had pulled you off of the door, you began trying to bite at him, claw at him even, it was clear you weren’t going to go down without a fight.

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You had managed to knock his knife out of his hand at the very least, and you could tell he was getting very frustrated with you, using both hands to grip at your throat now, you gasped for air, clawing at his hands and arms, you were going to try and kick him again like you had the previous times but he seemed to catch onto that before you managed and he threw you back against the wall.

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You leaned your head forward and your back connected against the wall which you cried out in pain at, you had slumped down for a moment, the pain becoming very intense very rapidly in your back but you couldn’t just lay here, you slowly and wobbly stood up despite how much pain you were feeling.

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Your eyes widened however when you saw a shadow engulf your frame once more, you eyes slowly trailed up toward large man looming over you, you felt yourself trembling even more so as he pushed you up further against the wall.

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He was going to make sure you had no chances to slip past him, not this time, and he placed the knife against your throat “Kick me, and I’ll slit your throat right now” He warned but it probably wasn’t necessary considering that you didn’t even think you could kick right now, not this time, you felt like a deer frozen in headlights, just staring up at him…

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That wicked grin crossing his features and you could see him beginning to drool, the drool dripped down from his chin and onto you which you cringed at, he had fallen silent after the threat, just staring down at you with a hungry look.

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You could hear his heavy breathing and he reeked, he smelled of blood and death and it nearly made you gag right then and there, but you had to remember to be as still as you could so the knife didn’t cut into your throat, after a few moments he took the knife away and you had accidentally slumped down now, your trembling legs had just buckled from underneath you but he only followed, proceeding to kneel down, practically hovering over you.

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Drool just piling onto your costume at this point, it felt disgusting, you felt disgusting… You couldn’t help the heavy sob that escaped your throat, it was just so sudden, you couldn’t even control it as you looked down, trying to look anywhere BUT him, you had even squeezed your eyes shut.

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“P-Please… J-Just let me go… P-Please don’t ki… Kill m… a-ah…!” You were startled when you felt a claw underneath your chin, your eyes immediately shooting open when the claw dug into your skin which had also made you wince but you were forced to look up again, forced to look at him, demented grin, hungry eyes, and all…

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You whimpered slightly when he opened his mouth, hot breath ghosting across your face which made your stomach turn “Aah… There’s a reason I haven’t eaten any of your friends yet, only had a bite of one of ‘em to tie me over… ‘Til I got the m a i n course~ I’ve been wantin’ to get a taste of y o u for the last few days now~” You only continued trembling at that to which he tilted his head at.

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“Aww, nothin’ more to say, darlin’~? Where’s all that energy ya just had a moment ago, where’s all that desperation, that fight gone off to? Yer just shakin’ like a leaf now and I ain’t even done nothin’ to ya yet! Haven’t sliced any bits of you off, haven’t torn any limbs off, bit into ya, nothin’!”

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And then he chuckled, leaning in closer which made you whimper again and you tried to back away, trying desperately to just sink into the wall but there was nowhere left for you to go, you just wanted to get away from him in any way you could but this time, there WAS no escaping him, there was NO way out of this one, you couldn’t even get up with him hovering over you like this.

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“Heh… Did you know if you eat a human brain you’ll get a disease similar to Mad Cow?” You were confused by that, what the hell was the point of telling yo- Before you could finish that thought he suddenly grabbed your arm, you cried out when you felt his claws digging in, he wrenched your arm in a painful position to which you cried out at and then placed the knife against your skin.

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Your eyes widened and you squirmed a little but he just laughed “The more ya squirm, the more it’ll hurt~ But by all means, go right ahead~” Bob then wasted little time in cutting deep into the flesh which you screamed out at, you knew it caused you more pain but you couldn’t help but thrash about.

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You could feel the knife slicing through your skin with the slightest of ease and it was excruciating, it was a burning kind of pain, your blood flowing out of the gaping wound by the time he was finished slicing off a good chunk, he then placed the knife against your throat again.

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Just to make sure you wouldn’t move while he indulged himself, his drool dripping onto the floor as he held your flesh to his lips, taking a slow bite and he shuddered which almost caused the knife to pierce your throat, you were just crying and sobbing uncontrollably at this point, looking at your open wound with a mortified expression.

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You heard the gross sounds as he chowed down on the chunk of flesh he had taken out of you, and that nearly made you vomit right then and there, a combination of drool and blood now mixing onto the ground, he was trying to savor the taste it seemed, his eyes were even half lidded after he finished the piece.

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He sucked the blood off of his fingers and then licked his lips afterward, turning back to you, he looked pleased “You know… I was gonna wait til I got a chance to cook ya up… But d a m n… If you don’t taste good just as you are~ So sweet, tender and delicious~ I… Mmm… I just can’t wait, I… N E E D more!”

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And before you knew it, your other arm was grabbed, you cried out and begged him to stop as if that would do any good, you knew it wouldn’t, but you just wanted the pain to stop, he placed his knife away this time much to your surprise but what he did this time was much worse, he had brought your arm up to his mouth, drooling wildly on it before sinking his teeth into your flesh.

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You screamed out and tried to kick at him, trying to kick him away and or pry your arm away from him, just something, ANYTHING to escape, you felt the teeth digging deep into flesh and then he began tearing away at it, eventually tearing away a decently sized chunk and swallowing it down greedily, he didn’t even try to savor anything meanwhile you were just shaking, even convulsing perhaps due to the agony you were in, you went limp in your spot, just sobbing and crying, your tears spilling onto the cold floors, mixing and mingling with the blood.

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Bob was covered in blood and drool at this point, red strings dangling from his mouth and you could see little bits and pieces around his mouth, he looked down at you, manic eyes just watching over your crying and bloodied form, that big grin that would forever haunt you, the one that haunted all your friends before they met their untimely demise.

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You didn’t even try to fight back this time as a clawed hand cupped your face, thumb dangerously close to poking out your eye which you wouldn’t have been surprised if he did but he didn’t, he just stroked your face in a sickeningly sweet manner.

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Before his hand moved up to your head, wiping the sweat from it and then trailing further up to grab at your hair, he was oh so gentle as he tilted your head back, you couldn’t even fight at this point, too exhausted from all the struggling beforehand and the overwhelming pain coursing through your arms right now, he only chuckled at this “Oh I just can’t get enough of you~”

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He cooed as he came closer, mouth nearing your throat, you squeezed your eyes shut as soon as you felt his hot breath ghosting over your neck, drool seeping out and onto your skin, he stayed this way for a few moments before you weakly spoke up “J-Just… F-Fucking do it… Y-You… You pussy…”

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You were about to scream but it was caught when you felt teeth sink deep into your throat and then… Your eyes shooting wide open as your throat was practically ripped out, after this, your body convulsed more, blood gushing out and making even more of a mess on the floor.

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You had made some choking sounds for a moment until your body started to go limp and your vision began growing dark… The last thing you saw before the life fully drained from your eyes was that horrifying grin, full of your own flesh between his teeth…

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BREAKING NEWS: The Devil Butcher Strikes Again! Approximately two bodies were discovered inside of (Y/N) (L/N)’s home last night after a Costume Party for Halloween was thrown, one found stabbed multiple times in the basement while the other was found in the hallway with some of the flesh missing on their arm.

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One of the partygoers had reported it, they prefer to stay anonymous to protect themselves but they had this to say… And I quote

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‘’We just thought it was a show that (L/N) was putting on at first..! We didn’t know someone ACTUALLY got killed!” All of the partygoers had reportedly fled the scene in terror which is what prompted Police to investigate the scene, that’s when the bodies were discovered.

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Meanwhile two others along with (L/N) have been reported to be missing! There is no current information on the whereabouts of their location. . . The cannibal serial killer Bob Velseb is STILL at large…

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No known information about any of the other victims or the killer’s locations at this time but we’ll keep you updated as soon as we hear any more information from Police.

[todayisafridaynight]

Firstly, thanks so much for your patience with my ramblings haha, it's always an absolute pleasure to read your responses even if I get more unhinged with each one of mine! Of course, I'll continue to do my best with the wiki! (Actually, I think it's because of you that I noticed Daigo's age(s) were a year off haha, so thank you for that as well.)

I think you hit the nail on the head, and I adore how his relationships were executed in Y7 as well! I was initially a little bit apprehensive when trailers for 7 were coming out since RGGJo (and Mine, of course) were my favorite antagonists, and Jo is by far the character who's changed the most between games, but I can safely say both… Joes… are right up there for me.

I think a strong early subversion/conversion/something is that RGGJo really does just go and shoot up a rival office for attacking Arakawa (even though Arakawa was fine?). With Y7Jo, even though he's covering for Masato, the fact that's still the story Ichi gets told and he doesn't question it sort of speaks to Y7Jo having a similarly "protective" streak even if it's not actually what happened in that instance. That's also demonstrated in The Eye Scene as you mention later.

Like, I think that story is fairly clearly something he and Arakawa discussed. Masato got in contact with Jo first, and the mess Ichi tries to clear up when he comes in the morning after is indicative of a very long, stressful conversation between two people. Given Masato absolutely should not be smoking, process of elimination would suggest it's Jo. And it's a story they would've aimed to make as believable as possible, so the fact it is believable (Ichi being a bit gullible notwithstanding) says something to me.

For two characters who hardly even speak to each other onscreen (criminal btw), there's a lot to dig into when it comes to Arakawa and Sawashiro's relationship. That aside, I'm super excited to see you analyse Jo's psyche, and I can't wait to read it! I've been reading Japanese psychology texts myself and noticing a number of concepts that apply to Mine, but may apply to the Arakawas as well. There's a great deal I want to share once I get my thoughts in order.

I totally agree Mine's influence on RGGJo was the strongest of the three! I mean, y'know, that's why I acquired brainworms for RGGJo/Mine specifically. (Still 1000% going to commission you by the way when I've got my refs together + am not in danger of being unable to afford Gaiden and 8 lol). Sort of like with Masato and Daigo, I think characters who are clearly based on each other work quite well together even if it's seen as crack. You can come up with pretty compelling ideas trying to rationalize those similarities from a Watsonian perspective.

The devotion is absolutely the strongest point (having the exact same relationship tag for Arakawa and Daigo respectively + similar wording for it in the 15th anniversary book is a nice touch), but for me it's also what's done with it in terms of presentation. For both Mine and RGGJo you're supposed to believe they're actively working against Daigo and Arakawa's interests for most of the story.

And they probably kind of are, but they're convinced the pros outweigh the cons (as with the resort gambit, which you're remembering correctly!) Though it may not have the same effect nowadays for various reasons (spoilers, plot points becoming predictable on account of other games, etc), the devotion was originally supposed to be a twist.

There are other things, of course; they're both the "treasurers" of their respective organizations, they're both third-in-command of the Tojo and Omi, they're both talented people who possess overwhelming strength and influence and are regarded as geniuses (despite scenes to the contrary). If I wanted to reach design-wise, they've got mirrored ahoges, and Mine's "Legend" costume is probably based on characters like RGGJo and Nishiki. Their first cards were even officially stated to have synergy on account of their very similar skillset.

You end up noticing a lot of things like that if you're clinically insane like I am, but the one thing that's really stuck with me is that the render used for RGGJo's office is specifically a new render the Hakuho Clan office. It's missing the stuff that's supposed to be missing, the stuff Kanda broke, but only that. Mine's art collection, which is very personal to him as is also revealed in RGGO, is preserved in full.

There are a number of newly-rendered locations in RGGO and they could've just done that, or they could've picked any location that's not (imo) one of the most iconic, but I don't know why they didn't. And I don't know whether it was just convenience, whether it's simply meant to be reflective of them having similar tastes without being the same office, or whether it's just honest to God the same office. I mean, it's not like there's any reason to acknowledge it in-game.

But I think, in a weird way, that this is one of the things that carried over to Y7Jo alongside the devotion and The Eye Scene. A lot of people don't notice because there's so much going on in Y7's finale, but the Arakawa Family office the finale takes place in is specifically Y7Jo's office. And if you examine the Hakuho Clan office and the Arakawa Family office as spaces Mine and Y7Jo have created for themselves, there are very few aesthetic similarities other than being pretty tasteful two-storey offices, but both are, in their own ways, designed for companionship.

There is the obvious fully-stocked bar and main seating area in both, but that's sort of whatever, that's entertainment and hospitality. What really catches my eye, at least on the first floor, is that every piece of gym equipment in Mine's office comes in pairs; similarly, there's the pair of armchairs that are just by themselves behind Y7Jo's desk.

The second floor of Mine's office basically consists of only a TV, a table, and a set of couches, but I think the second floor of of 7Jo's is the more telling of the two. You walk upstairs from this very snazzy, richly decorated first floor (btw, like Mine's gym equipment and art, I would like to think the fact it's decked from top to bottom with books isn't just for show) to a second floor that consists of… absolutely nothing.

Nothing except another pair of armchairs, echoing those on the first floor, facing out into this gorgeous (RGGJou would--and has--said "romantic") view of Kamurocho. Maybe it's just to have this dramatic, spacious arena for the very last fight, but I just think that visual is potentially such a strong bit of storytelling via set dressing.

I also think with RGGJo being split into Y7Jo and Masato, some of the Mine influence kind of ended up with Masato too, specifically as Aoki. At least insofar as all the catastrophizing about not truly being cared-for despite evidence to the contrary, and I kind of felt like the moment where he shoots at and narrowly misses Ichi's head, then throws his gun away for a good ol' fistfight was Something.

Completely agree on your assessment of the link to Nishiki as well! There's the surface level design similarities with young RGGJo back when he had long hair and accessorized less, but yeah, no notes. I definitely think Y7Arakawa's line applies perfectly to the dynamic they were going for, too.

I thought the implication was that Masato wouldn't have survived at all in RGGO on account of Arakawa being unable to open the locker, but it's super interesting to think about how things might've turned out otherwise! A Masato who's Just A Guy and treated sort of like RGGO Mitsu's offscreen wife and kid is such a concept.

I really do hope there's a continuation to the story; as it stands, it literally ends with Jo in a coma lol. But I'm grateful RGGO is still accessible and actively updated, in comparison to the previous mobile titles, which also had original stories that are all gone now.

Jo was actually in a very recent event, even. The event spent its whole runtime talking about how cats are sensitive to smell, and evidently, according to the ending, Jo is incredibly sensitive to smell himself. I'm not sure which Jo it was even supposed to be since he was offscreen, but uh, catboy confirmed? Nyawashiro…? It's fun trivia.

Mentioning Arakawa's "sons" line in such close proximity to talking about Tsutsumi reminds me! There was this Y7 interview with all three actors (that has since been privated and that I kick myself every day for archiving) where Nakai and Tsutsumi were talking about how they usually play father and son.

So there's this very, very long history of them co-starring (as I'm sure you're aware lol), like from way back when Tsutsumi's voice was actually higher. And I think the casting choices absolutely are informed by the history and context there, both as individuals and as co-stars, both in terms of filmography as you say and not.

One particular anecdote that just Gets Me is that this was Tsutsumi's first time voice-acting, and he honestly wasn't even sure he'd take the role, but he accepted once he heard Nakai was on board. And he went on to actually enjoy it so much he read the rest of the (gargantuan) script, far beyond his own dialogue, and ended up forgetting the lines to the play he was doing at the time.

He also went on to voice-act a second time in The Deer King, where he plays… another iintimidating man with a violent reputation and a "soft"/deeper side (who is of course a reluctant father), actually. I actually have seen most of his other roles, and Jo really is almost one-of-a-kind. Though it's hard to find any one character he's "like," I can absolutely see what you mean with regard to Oda Nobunaga and Kanda.

I think that actually really works with regard to audiences having an idea of what to expect from his character and to an extent from Y7 if you look Jo as more of a culmination of Tsutsumi's career up to that point. In addition to what you've mentioned already, I also detect a lot of Koda (Good Luck!!) and Ogata (SP)'s themes with regret and making amends and vengeance in particular.

There's a little bit of Appare (Kagerou Touge) and Shibata (Keiho) too, I think, in terms of presenting yourself as worse than you actually are. And I think Tsutsumi's own struggles with mental health lend a lot of gravitas to characters like Ishigami (Suspect X) and Jo, who you can't really argue Isn't Depressed, especially at present.

And of course, y'know, he's played yakuza (to great effect), he's played dads (to great effect; btw, I would say the worst fathers/father figures he's played are probably in Fable II and My Blood & Bones in a Flowing Galaxy, Jo somehow doesn't even compare lol). Also, pretty much every Tsutsumi character either ends up dead or in jail, being a villain in an RGG game notwithstanding. There are often very strong critiques of police and politics present in his work as well, Y7 being no exception.

It's similar with Nakai, maybe to an even greater extent than with Tsutsumi, since Y7 borrows more heavily from his works and his personal life aligns surprisingly well with Arakawa's. They're both actors who are sons of actors, lost their fathers at a young age, were raised by abusive mothers, and ended up with a sort of unlikely father figure in adulthood. So I think it's sweet that Nakai ended up enjoying Arakawa as much as Tsutsumi did Jo. It's kind of funny being more or less typecast as a dad without actually having any children (unlike Tsutsumi), though.

I touched on it a tiny bit before but that's a really insightful take on RGGJo's splintering, as well! And you're most welcome. I've always found it fascinating just how closely their backgrounds tie in to who they end up being. I completely agree having his dad around did a lot for Arakawa in terms of having the confidence to stick to his guns.

But yeah, you know, it's just tragic. I think it's also one of the less talked-about ways abuse can perpetuate itself. Because Jo treating Ichi the way his father may have treated him is sort of the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the topic, but Jo's learned avoidance also goes on to make Arakawa a scapegoat for Aoki's abuse.

I'm always a fan of your takes and insights, so I don't mind the wait: thank you so much for writing as much as you have, it's really wonderful being able to discuss Jo and RGGO v. Y7 as a whole! (I have to be embarrassed about the Daigo's-Age bit though: I'm glad I was able to help point it out, but I remember being so sassy and rude in the post where I mentioned it 😭)

It's great that despite their differences, both Jo's are still incredibly enjoyable; the roles each Jo fulfills, although different, are still executed in ways that keep the character in a close beat with each other, but of course effectively fill out their new purposes in new interesting ways!

As a bit of an aside, I've always been curious and nosy about the full details about New Years Day, 2001 and what happened after that. Anything I can say about the night tiptoes more into theory territory than anything solid, but if we're to go off the notion Masato really did head straight home afterwards, then it is fair to assume Jo had to have met with Arakawa that same night not long after the call in order for Arakawa to be ready to talk to Ichi the same morning (it must have been the biggest shock afterwards for Masato to hear he's gotta run to America if the three of them didn't talk about it together- which I'm assuming is what happened since, as you said, Masato shouldn't be anywhere near cigarettes, and the ash tray is definitely indicative of a stressful discussion). BUT Jo's preexisting devotion to Arakawa (plus the nod to/rework of RGGJo actually attacking a rival gang) nonetheless definitely helped in making their story digestible to the people they had to tell.

The fact Jo and Arakawa interact so little on screen really is unfortunate, even if it's understandable as to why. At the very least, I'm grateful there's so many bits of context clues through the game/s that can at least offer a peak into their dynamic! Segwaying away from that though, I can't lie I was already thinking of some bullet points regarding Jo's brain as I was falling asleep, so it's definitely something I want to put to paper when I get to: I'm glad to hear I have your interest on it when I write it! In that same vein, I'd be more than happy as well to hear about these notes you've seen that can apply not only to Mine, but to the Arakawa family. As you note later on, Mine and Aoki share similar philosophies, so I'd love to see your full take on that if you get to it!

About Mine though, it was really hard for me not to joke about the two being similar whenever the chance arose: I mean, two men who lose their fathers (admittedly, Jo chose to leave his dad but Dad Lost is still a bullet point on the venn diagram... that now I actually feel like taking the time to make later...) turn out to become their respective clan's most trusted asset (and handler of assets) who are volatile when it comes to the ones they care about (I don't have to clarify Mine, but as for Jo, aside from The Eye Scene and even the book wording, he definitely overreacts to Ichi having Masato's money. Of course, part of his anger could be due to his belief in the honor of being a yakuza, but I wouldn't say it's a reach to also assume that the idea of Ichi pestering Masato- if not assuming the worst for whatever reason from Ichiban of all people- might have irked him) and ironically act out in ways that would go against what the ones they care about want (more so strictly about RGGJo, of course)- it's hard not to see the notes borrowed from Mine to make Jo. In that, I do really enjoy their devotions being twists; even if that twist might not work nowadays as efficiently, I'll still enjoy it for what it's able to provide and how it can deepen a character.

To continue on to visual similarities, I actually did notice RGGJo's office being the same as Mine's (I stopped reading for a bit just to make a mini thread about it on my private Twitter)! Whether it was intentional or a simple reuse of assets, it's a great nod to Mine's influence on his character.

As for Y7Jo's office in comparison to Mine's- if I may accidentally go on a bit of an analytical rant- it's a little funny how different they are despite being tangential in wanting a space for companionship (like you mentioned for Jo's case, it might have been for dramatic purposes, but it wouldn't hurt to try and examine the room at face value for a second).

Mine's office is comparatively brighter and more apparently inviting, and it's not just due to the nighttime setting of Jo's office as his office's walls are painted black- but at the same time, the contrast almost feels intentional. Mine's apartment, even if spacious, has the social pieces close to each other, especially in relation to his personal desk. On the flip side, Jo's desk is considerably isolated away from the grand table in the side of the room. In these differences, I think it does lead to a great representation of their relationships with people and what they wanted out of life: with Mine, despite wanting people to be close to him and in his proximity, he's ultimately alone and by himself. On the contrary, Jo appears satisfied with- at least- only having Masato in his life, the second chair undoubtedly being honorary to Arakawa in a similar vein. He isn't too concerned with getting close to anyone else, thus no need for his table set to be so nearby. I could just be talking about nothing though- yet I think these differences is a great way to show how despite inspiration from Mine, they divide off into different characters still (honestly I might steal from this ask and make a separate post about this because now I've gotten myself invested in set design- it can go in the same post as my venn diagram I guess lmao).

Nevertheless, RGGJo and Mine borrowing from each other design wise is also another fun bit- it's as if Yokoyama's grabbing people by the shoulders and practically begging us to realize Jo's influenced by him (don't worry Mr. Yokoyama, I see you). Ergo, Y7Jo and Masato being split from RGGJo is such an interesting take of the two characters: it not only helps highlight Jo's traits it really also heightens Mine's extended influence on Masato (their inability to shoot people standing still is probably going to be a new favorite comparison I hadn't noticed before LMAO).

Moving on though, that lost interview with Nakai and Tsutsumi's going to haunt me now: I'd love to be able to see it, I love actor interviews, especially when the actors featured are already so familiar with each other! It's so sweet how connected the two are- it's what makes it a little more unfortunate that we didn't get to see Jo and Arakawa on screen together more. On that note though, I actually had a similar conclusion that Jo was a solid representation of Tsutsumi's career thus far: his ability to play deep and sentimental characters that have a rough exterior while also possessing some action to the role that he initially sought after in his career really encapsulates his ability as an actor! All in all, I'm glad that Nakai and Tsutsumi were able to have strong connections to their characters in Y7- and I can't really argue against Nakai's dad-typecast: there's just something about him that screams 'father' to me even if, ironically as you said, he isn't a father to any kids.

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#i still think it’s some kind of crime that we didn’t get to see simon putting wille’s hands on his waist but i’ll let it go… for now

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#5

the only scene in s2 where simon is wearing purple and it’s completely unobstructed (it’s also the purple hoodie) is during the book scene after wille says he’d give up the crown for him and THAT right there is poetry 

248 notes - Posted November 16, 2022

#4

can’t really explain it

but tell me why i feel like wille is the “love” “darling” “älskling” type 

while simon is the “baby” “gorgeous” “cariño” type

272 notes - Posted June 11, 2022

#3

there has to be some element of artistic parallels and something poetic about how wille is the one who teaches simon how to play the school song, and that’s the song that simon uses to express his affections for wille through

293 notes - Posted November 7, 2022

#2

i think it’s so interesting that Marcus says this line when simon is ending things between them in ep 6

“But that’s not enough, is it? Not compared to a prince at least.”

because it has nothing to do with wille being a Prince and everything to do with it just being wille. like we know for a fact that simon could not give less of a shit about wille being Kron Prince Wilhelm and it’s everything to do with the fact that he’s Wille. like if marcus thought the reason he didn’t compare to wille was because he wasn’t a Prince, he clearly didn’t know simon very well. like Marcus didn’t really stand a chance whether wille was a Prince or not

anyways, i just thought that little line was so interesting

324 notes - Posted November 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

wait ok ok

everybody come with me on this

i don’t have the physical evidence of this BUT i noticed something about certain simon/wilmon scenes this season that added a different meaning regarding costuming (also i have no idea if someone else has already noticed/mentioned this, but if you have i am sorry)

i wish i could provide the evidence but for now you’ll just have to trust me and go back and rewatch s2 hahah and it’ll probably get a bit long so i’m sorry about that

as we know, the costume department had simon wearing purple in scenes where simon’s feelings for wille were growing, while orange kind of represented when they felt further away but but but

there were multiple scenes this season where simon was wearing orange OVER something purple (and there were a few scenes where he was noticeably wearing purple) which was super interesting for me

the most notable one was when simon goes to marcus’ to hook up with him that first time. he’s wearing orange but you can see a hint of a purple shirt under it which could represent how even though simon is trying to move on with marcus (the orange) his love for wille will always be an undercurrent in their relationship/scenes together (the purple)

another one i can think of is when first assigned they’re book and wille is talking to simon about marcus and simon admits that they’re hanging out but not together. yet again he’s wearing a hint of purple underneath something orange which hints at the fact that he’s feeling conflicted because he still loves wille but he feels super far away from him

another scene is when wille is thought to be leaving hillerska. the scene where they come to take wille, simon is wearing a purple shirt over his yellow/orange one

follow this scene by when he goes to train with rosh, where he’s wearing the Purple Hoodie™️ for the first time all season and he literally says to rosh “i don’t know why i can’t fall in love with [marcus]”. the purple hoodie being a focal point in this scene is almost declaring the reason why he can’t fall in love with marcus is his love for wille

another important Purple Hoodie™️ moment this season (let it be known that i’m pretty sure he only wears that hoodie like 2 times this season) was during the iconic book project scene where they’re essentially confessing to each other through it.

ALSO the fact that maroon is shade of purple and simon was wearing his school uniform (which is kind of a redish purple) when him and wille kiss for the first time

i’m sure there’s more scenes but these were just the initial ones i noticed on my rewatch (if someone wants to somehow provide the evidence that would be so wonderful but i promise i’m not going insane) 

ANYWAYS this post was just thought up to prove that despite how fractured and far away wilmon seemed at some points throughout this season, simon was still feeling that love for wille throughout even if it wasn’t outwardly showing at times

thanks for coming to my tedtalk

470 notes - Posted November 3, 2022

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[hocusbogus]

Day 4: Shopping at Hongdae and Gangnam, visited Coex Starfield Mall

Shopping day! We looked forward to this the most because somehow it’s our favourite thing. I dropped a bomb (of moolah) on this day, and so thankful that I went to the pharmacy the previous night and got all my prep like a heat-pad, painkiller and a muscle spray, this was all for my back-pain I smelled like medicine the whole day.

We started off our day at Hongdae, having breakfast at Eggdrop where we waited for an hour! After Lotte World, everything else we had to wait for. But on this day a lot of thing was delayed even the train was delayed and when we got to our station destination for Hongdae there were police forces there, we had no idea what was happening but I was so curious. So apparently in the duration that we were there a lot of things happened, there was a rally regarding the South Korean President, asking him to step down. Then North Korea fired a missile? Or was it a warning gunshot? Then we all know what happened at Itaewon I’ll go into that in my future posts.

Anyway, after breakfast we went to ABC Mart where I bought two FILA shoes, it was only the start of the day and I was already dragging two boxes of shoes. Diana wanted to go to ABC Mart to look for a world cup merch for her dad but we didn’t find any. I bought a white FILA shoes for myself and an all black one for Safwan, it was his gift for editing my Vlogs. 

Hongdae was a bit boring for me, even though we shopped a lot. We even bought socks and my first duffel bag (RIP this duffel bag) then had croffle and coffee in one of the random cafe that was there. We almost wanted to buy a cat costume for our cats but we didn’t because it was too expensive and why do cats even need a costume right?

We explored a few vintage stores too, their vintage game is so strong! So many high end luxury items, but of course it is without price tag so if you want to know you have to ask, I know I won’t buy it so I didn’t even attempted. I noticed that food and shirts are expensive but shoes are cheap? What I get for 900 or 500-600 in Malaysia I can get RM300 or less than RM200 in Korea. 

Heading to Gangnam was a different vibe, it was literally the capital of aesthetician and plastic surgery. I bought my Casetify there finally, and bought my MLB shoes there as well, they didn’t carry Diana’s size so we had to head to another Lotte Mall for that. 

We were supposed to go to Busan the next day and in my head we can buy the tickets tomorrow but then when I googled they suggested we pre-book the tickets? I was so stressed, then I asked Latun how she bought hers and she said she bought hers on the spot as well which made me feel slightly better but we still decided to go to Seoul Station to get the tickets that night. The online prices were insane!

We were pretty much rushing through by that time and went to see the famous library/bookstore at Coex Starfield Mall after having our dinner at the same mall, and guess what I bought a Carhartt shirt at the Carhartt flagship store there, the SA were all so good looking by the way.

Perhaps it was at night and lack of sunshine, but the library was underwhelming for me, it does look really pretty in pictures but when I was there I did feel like it was underwhelming, at least we get to touch V’s vogue cover magazine.

We walked the most on this day, heading to the ticketing counter at Seoul Station felt so far away when in reality it was not at all, but we were carrying a lot of stuff and we were tired so even 500 metre felt like 10km that night. The train ticket to Busan costs us around 300+ return, but this will be our first time taking a bullet train so it’s worth it and we are heading to Jimin and Jungkook’s hometown aka our hometown hahaha.

 Looking forward to our Busan adventure.

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BELLA i can't stop thinking about your tv show post im losing it YOUR MIND. the framing the THEMES the cq flower motifs im obsessed i love it so freaking much omg

THANK YOU!!!! you get credit for the original flower idea though all i did was ramble in the tags BUT YES i just love thinking about what it Could be if you ignore the laundry list of reasons it wouldn’t work in real life

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Kind of went off with this one lol

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“Now, just what am I going to do with you?” Villain circled the bound Hero mockingly, examining their taut muscles beneath the rope.

“You could let me go,” Hero suggested, trying to calm their erratic pulse. “After all, I thought you always said that the fun was in the chase.”

Villain chuckled, stopping in front of them and tilting their chin up. Hero was on their knees, such a vulnerable position, and they wanted to take full advantage of it. “Oh, Hero, you say that as if I chased you for no reason other than the thrill of it. Do you really believe that you’re not worth my full attention?”

Hero swallowed, brow creasing underneath their mask. “I don’t understand.”

“You’re glorious, darling,” Villain gripped their chin tighter, soaking in their fear and how desperately they tried to hide it. “I wanted you all to myself.”

“Unfortunately for you,” Hero said, “I’m going to escape.”

Villain’s fingers traced Hero’s jaw, falling down to finger the strong ropes holding them. “No, Hero, you’re not.” They allowed their fingers to linger for just a moment longer before stepping away. “Now, shall we begin?”

“Begin what?” Hero bit out, jaw clenched.

“Why, Hero,” Villain said, a smile growing on their face. “A discovery of you. I want to know all you are, everything that goes on in that brilliant mind of yours. We’ll start with your face, hm? Who is this miracle underneath the mask?”

Hero, frozen in horror and inexplicably blushing, jerked away. “No!”

Villain tsked, wrapping their fingers around their jaw and dragging their head forward again. “Don’t worry, your secret will be safe with me. I only want to get properly acquainted.”

Their fingers began working at Hero’s mask, slowly. Gently.

Hero couldn’t bear it. “Wait, please! You can hurt me, torture me, whatever you want, just please don’t take my mask off.”

“Sensitive, are we?” Villain asked softly, pausing. “Whenever did you get the impression that I wanted to hurt you?”

Hero’s cheeks burned. “Maybe when you tied me up with rope and took me to a secluded location? Or all of the times we’ve battled in the past months?”

Villain tilted their head, calculating, and went back to taking off Hero's mask without responding.

“Please,” Hero jerked away again. Villain sighed and gestured for them to speak. Hero wracked their brain for something that might get through to them, readopting their usual casual persona. “This isn’t fair. You said you want to get acquainted, but you’re leaving your mask on, love.”

Villain chuckled softly. “I know you well enough to see past that act, but very well. I’ll humor you.”

Without leaving Hero time to comprehend their answer, Villain slipped their mask off and threw Hero a wink. Hero gaped. It was that easy?

“Your turn, now.” Villain slid Hero’s mask off equally quickly so that they didn’t even have time to turn their face away. Now Villian gripped Hero’s chin, eyes roving their exposed face. Their breath caught at the direct way Villain was looking at them. Then Villain flashed a smile. “Now see? You have absolutely no reason to hide like that, gorgeous. I could do without that stricken expression on your face, but it is rather adorable.”

Hero immediately snapped their mouth shut, resuming a glare- or something close to one.

Villain sighed through a smile. “Must we go through this again? I’m not going to hurt you. If I had any reason to believe you wouldn’t run as soon as I let you out, I would cut those ropes too.” They paused, reconsidering. “Well, not cut them as they were rather expensive. Not everyday you can find something strong enough to hold a superhero.”

“What is the point of all of this?” Hero demanded.

“The point, dear Hero?” Villain knelt in front of them, brushing hair back from their face. “I thought you could use a break.”

“And the real reason?”

Villain’s eyes dropped to their lips for half a second then fell to Hero’s collar as an apparently suitable distraction. “What fabric is this?” They asked mildly, running their fingers over it. “Feels a bit stiff to make a suit out of it.”

Hero was staring at the unmistakable blush on Villain’s cheeks. Were they… flirting? “It works well as armor while still allowing me mobility,” Hero answered.

Villain hummed, tugging back on it to expose more of Hero’s neck. Then Villain’s jaw flexed, face hardening, and it took Hero a second to realize what was wrong.

“Where did you get this?” They asked all too casually, finger sliding along the scar that hung across their throat.

Hero’s lips parted as they searched for an answer.

Villain unsheathed a knife, bringing it slowly to Hero’s throat then cutting down their suit, slicing the ropes away as well in the process. Hero was now free to curl in on themselves, to run, but for some reason they couldn’t.

Villain’s deft eyes took in the scars that littered Hero’s body, lots very clearly intentional. “Seems like somebody’s already had some fun with you,” Villain said, tracing their finger in the groove of a scar that ran along Hero’s abdomen. “Who?” Their voice was deceptively casual, but Hero knew better.

“Stop it,” Hero hissed, shoving them away. “Why do you care? I’m sure I got some of these from you, with all the fights we’ve had.”

Villain paused, regarding them curiously. “Oh? Care to tell me which ones?”

Hero rolled their eyes as though it were obvious, then started to think about it and found themselves at a loss for an answer.

“Ah,” Villain said, cupping their cheek. “You see, somebody has hurt you so much that you never noticed I’ve never hurt you once. Now- who? Who did this to you?”

Hero looked up into their eyes, shining with rage and protectiveness, and couldn’t help but wonder when this had happened. Villain had always tried to talk to them, but they never let them get more than a few words in. And really, they had no reason to trust Villain now, so why did they?

“Superhero,” Hero breathed, eyes falling to the floor.

Villain nodded, once. “I’ll help you.”

“Help me what?” Hero asked, suddenly aware of their vulnerability, kneeling on the floor, the top of their costume in tatters around them along with the rope, their arms limp at their sides and Villain still holding their face.

“I’ll help you make them pay, make sure they can’t do this ever again. Would you like that?”

Hero felt like they were being seen for the first time, like all their life they had been invisible and somehow, somebody noticed them. “I would like that very much.”

Villain retracted their hand. “We can make plans over dinner.” They winked again, moving to leave the room. “I’ll bring you something to wear. Your favorite flowers are apricot carnations, right?”

The door closed behind them, leaving Hero very alone.

“Yes, they are,” they said softly to the empty room.

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Incorrect Quotes

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Thanks, this was gold!

Featuring: the Fellowship of Orsterra!  (Olberic, Cyrus, Alfyn and Therion)

Quotes from here below the cut!

1-Person Quotes:

Alfyn: If looking good was a crime, you’d be a law abiding citizen.

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Therion: I didn’t even realize how sarcastic I was being. It’s starting to become a problem, I think.

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Olberic: A fistfight CAN be romantic.

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Cyrus: I'm a nice person, but I'm about to start throwing rocks at people.

2-Person Quotes:

Cyrus: We should normalize not loving family members. 

Alfyn: You can just say: “I hate my dumb fuck uncle” or whatever. Talk like a normal person!

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Olberic: Do you have any idea what you’re doing? 

Alfyn: Why start now?

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Cyrus: Okay, if we can't do it by sheer force, we'll do it my way. 

Olberic: But your way is sheer force!

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Cyrus: *shatters a window and climbs through it* 

Cyrus: *turns around and helps Therion through it* Breaking and entering is wrong,Therion.

Therion: Okay.

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Cyrus: Life could be worse, Alfyn. 

Alfyn: Life could be a lot better too!

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Olberic, texting Alfyn: *sends a voice message* 

Alfyn, texting back: I’m a little busy, is it urgent? 

Olberic: No, don’t worry, just listen later. 

*later* 

Alfyn: *presses play* 

Olberic's voice message: THERE’S A FIRE-

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Cyrus: We’re going to defeat you with the power of friendship. 

Alfyn: We’re not friends. 

Cyrus, holding an axe: We’re going to defeat you with the power of incredible violence.

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Cyrus: *runs up to doors* 

Cyrus: Be careful, Olberic! These doors say "Blast Danger"!

3-Person Quotes:

Alfyn: *double checking supplies in the boat* Compass. CB radio. Sunscreen. 

Olberic: Hot dog costumes! 

Alfyn: I’m sorry, what? 

Olberic: You know, in case we get lost at sea, and one of us, probably Therion, goes mad with hunger, we’ll put these on. Therion hates hot dogs, so they probably won’t eat us. 

Alfyn: Are you saying that Therion would rather eat us than hot dogs? 

Therion: I do hate hot dogs.

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Alfyn: I dare you- 

Cyrus : Therion is not allowed to accept dares anymore. 

Alfyn: Why not? 

Therion: "I have no regard for my own or others personal safety", as some would say.

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Alfyn: Why were you up yesterday until 3am? 

Therion: How did you know I was up until 3am? 

Cyrus: We could hear you clapping to the FRIENDS intro every 25 minutes.

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Alfyn: I hate to tell you this, but one of you was adopted. 

Olberic & Cyrus: 

Olberic: Only one...?

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Olberic: Therion has never seen Star Wars? Cyrus, the only people in the universe who haven’t seen Star Wars are the characters in Star Wars and that’s cause they lived them, Cyrus! That’s cause they lived the Star Wars!

4-Person Quotes:

Alfyn: What’s up with Cyrus? They’ve been laying on the floor for like….an hour now? 

Therion: They're just a little overwhelmed. 

Alfyn: Why? 

Therion: Olberic smiled at them.

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Therion: It’s time to turn this into a real business. 

Alfyn: What do you mean? Like, carry a briefcase, and wear a tie, and pay taxes? 

Olberic: Wait, have you not been paying your taxes? 

Cyrus: I handle our accounting.

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Therion: We need a way to lure in new customers? 

Olberic: Maybe we could have some fun, interactive events! 

Alfyn: Cyrus bath water. 

Cyrus: ABSOLUTELY NOT!

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Therion: Shh, here comes Alfyn! 

Olberic: Quick, Cyrus, start talking about boring nerd stuff! 

Cyrus: You know, nerd culture is mainstream now, so when you use the word “nerd” derogatorily, it means you’re the one that’s out of the zeitgeist. 

Olberic: Yes, that’s perfect. Just like that.

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Alfyn: I truly believe that water can solve all your problems. 

Cyrus: Weight loss? Drink water. 

Olberic: Clear skin? Drink water. 

Therion: Want to get rid of someone? Drown them.

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Alfyn: We need to distract these guys. 

Cyrus: Leave it to me. 

Cyrus: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss. 

Olberic & Therion: *immediately begin arguing*

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Therion: Could you guys at least try to see this from my perspective? 

Cyrus: *crouches down* 

Olberic: *kneels down* 

Alfyn: *sits on the floor* 

Therion: 

Therion: I hate all of you.

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Alfyn: That's ridiculous, Therion doesn't have a crush on me. 

Olberic: Yes they do. 

Cyrus: Yes they do. 

Therion: Yes I do.

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Cyrus: Made you all playlists! 

Cyrus: Olberic, yours has only heavy metal, and is dark like your soul. 

Cyrus: Therion, yours has sad songs and blues to pair with your crippling depression. 

Cyrus: And Alfyn has the ABBA Gold album.

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Olberic: We might have gotten into a bar room brawl back in the city. 

Cyrus: Well, that was entirely predictable. 

Olberic: One of them punched a gang member. 

Cyrus: Alfyn? 

Olberic: Therion, actually. 

Cyrus: Oh, that was going to be my second guess.

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Alfyn: How is the most beautiful person in the world? 

Therion: *blushing* I— 

Olberic, butting into the conversation: Cyrus is perfect, thanks for asking.

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Cyrus: You were stabbed. Do you remember anything? 

Therion: Only the ambulance ride to the hospital. 

Cyrus: That wasn't an ambulance, I drove you. 

Therion: But I heard a siren. 

Olberic: That was Alfyn. 

Alfyn: Sorry, I got nervous.

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