#zalgo cw

[hotelbitches-a]

well, fuck. just as quickly as it appeared, charlie's body reverts back to their preferred appearance, pulling their hand back quickly, shaking it in an effort to cool it off.

"let them go," charlie says, voice also back to normal. ARE YOU CERTAIN? THIS COULD BE A RUSE, hell warns. "it's not," charlie replies, as under their breath as they can get. with no real reason to object other than caution, hell obliges, retreating entirely from the room.

"uh, hi!" charlie greets engi, feeling warm not only because of their blood, a blush appearing under their dots. "that's a... really bad first impression, huh?" they ask sheepishly, hiding their face in their hands and crossing their legs so they're sitting. "i'm sorry," they say loud enough to be heard around their hands.

"um, yeah. i'm kind of -- in love right now? with my girlfriend? and... i don't know about that just based on all the questions and ways that could go wrong, but i'd do a lot of stupid things for her. and the other girl i was in love with... well. she never needed my help," they add, a mix of sadness and bitterness souring their previously gentle tone.

"anyway!" they chirp, schooling their features into a small smile and lifting their head from their hands. "nice to meet you! what, uh, pronouns should i use for you?"

@rheddradio

    Oh! Well, THIS was a change of pace. THE ENGINEER was so used to knowing so many at one time, he'd forgotten that SINGLE VERSE and MULTIVERSE were different! Encased in rock with a fiery demonic angel in front of itself and Rhedd's unconscious body, Engi hummed in soft delight.

    "ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴏ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɴᴀᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ... ʀʜᴇᴅᴅ ɪꜱ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʀᴀꜱᴄᴀʟ, ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇ? ɪ'ᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴛ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ... ꜱᴏ ɪ ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴏ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴋᴇ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴠᴏᴍɪᴛ. ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ, ʜᴀ! ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇᴅ? ᴛꜱᴋ, ᴛꜱᴋ, ʀʜᴇᴅᴅ... ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ, ʜᴏᴡ ʀᴜᴅᴇ... ɪ'ᴅ ᴏꜰꜰᴇʀ ᴍʏ ʜᴀɴᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴇɴᴄᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴜꜱ ʙᴏᴛʜ! ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ᴜɴɪQᴜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴍ, ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴀ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ? ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ... ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ...

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴɢɪɴᴇᴇʀ, ᴏɴᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴀɴʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʙᴜʙʙʟᴇɢᴜᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟꜱ ᴜꜱ ᴇɴɢɪ."

    The room, nay, the hotel fills with a cacophony of swooning sighs, of quotes from old black and white romances, 'may we come up?' 'you find your own tree.' of morning breath and sweet kisses, of cooking pancakes in nothing but an apron... You can smell the pancakes, even. Banana and strawberry.

    Engi speaks again, more ichor dripping. "ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴄʜᴀʀʟɪᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢꜱᴛᴀʀ? ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ? ʜᴀ... O̶͔͆̀H̶̳̽͜͠,̴̙̹̍̎ ̷̠̽h̴̬͍̄o̶̬̾̀w̴̛̥̦ ̴͈̳͛̃I̶͈͍̕ ̶̳͓̇w̴̆͜ą̸̊̄n̴̥̓n̴͙͕̈́a̴͍͝ ̷̘̓e̷̞̓͂v̵͉̒̄ē̸̳n̵̨̆̉ ̸͓̘̃w̶͇͗̓h̵̔͊ͅe̶͔͋͘n̵̦͎͒̓ ̸̧̓ị̵͝ț̶͛ ̸̼͑͒A̵̧̩̎Ḭ̶͋N̷̕ͅ'̴͎̀T̷̮͒͜ ̴̥̉P̸͗͜R̶̯̆̚I̸̘̊̐V̸̺̄͛Ȁ̸͚̗T̵͎͈́̈́Ě̵͙̦,̴̹͆ ̶̰͘ḧ̷͇́͘p̶̡̆̏h̷̡̜̉͠ǫ̴͐͋h̵͔͍̃͛a̷͓͊̓h̵̲̩̅͘o̸̟̦̚r̷̜̽̓ḣ̵̥̋ĥ̸͜ͅf̷̪̓͝h̶͇̩̿̃f̷͓͈̀̂g̴̢͎̕h̷̢̚g̸̯͛́f̶̘͎͆.̵̳͛.̶̝̤̓.̷̣̑͆"

    Well, it certainly seems to be as helpful as it can be. Just as odd as Rhedd.

@hotelbitches

[hall0ween13]

I think someone was hungry...

Okay, who forgot to feed EJ?

✽.｡.:*・ﾟ ✽.｡.:*・ﾟ ✽.｡.:*・ﾟ ✽.｡.:*・ﾟ ✽.｡.:*

Look how dirty he is now.... :<

Look.

At.

Him.

[rs-hawk]

Creeptober: Day Six

He Comes

Zalgo x Gen!Reader

CW: mild psychological horror themes, mind manipulation, sleep deprivation noncon, etc

You had heard about a man that went crazy here a few years ago. The one that abandoned his garage and tore out the hospital as his wife was delivering his baby. To you, it seemed like the man went crazy. His best friend had tried talking to him for a couple weeks, apparently, but he kept acting like he was losing it.

A few made jokes about the incident, and occasionally you’d hear teenagers laughing as they popped in black contacts to scare their friends, or in an ominous voice say, “He comes”. You thought if it wasn’t at the expense of a poor man who sounded like he might have gone and offed himself, it all might have been a little funny. A small town horror story told to kids to get them to mind and remind them to stay away from the bar and to keep their head on straight.

However, things took a dark turn when you took your car into the garage. Oil was leaking, and your breaks suddenly required you to basically stomp down all your weight onto it. The friend of that guy that went crazy, you can’t remember his name, and a slick black oil covers his embroidered name, greeted you. He told you it would only take an hour or two to get it all fixed up. He assured you that there wasn’t anything too wrong after just a quick look.

Sitting in the waiting room, you decided to play on your phone. Out of the corner of your eye, you thought you saw long tendrils slinking across the ground. However, when you turned your head, all you saw was a vending machine. As if on cue, your stomach growled. Though you hadn’t been here very long, you decided that a little treat couldn’t hurt.

It was like the next few days happened in a blur.

You got your snack, and the chips seemed to have little bugs crawling in it, making you gag. However, as you threw it away, you realized it was those smoky tendrils you saw out of the corner of your eye earlier. The man from the garage came to talk to you, but his voice was inaudible, and blackness covered his entire eye.

Running outside, everyone you came in contact with had those same black eyes, and voices you couldn’t understand. You ran. You ran past moms and babies in strollers, who turned to look at you with those black eyes. You ran past kids on the playground. People walking their dogs. People shopping. Everyone stopped to look at you.

You don’t think you went outside the next couple days, but maybe it was longer. You couldn’t eat because all the food had those tendrils, and something inside of you said it would be better to starve than to let those things touch you. You couldn’t sleep, because then you heard murmurings of voices you knew but couldn’t place. There was only one phrase you could hear. “He comes”.

The little bit of water you managed to find that wasn’t infected only made you hungrier. You were wrapped up in a blanket, staring blankly at the wall. You couldn’t even be on your phone because anything with a face would turn to you, repeating that haunting phrase.

“He comes”.

After you don’t know how many days, sleep overcame you. There was no use fighting it. Your body was giving out. You had to sleep.

“He comes,” repeated over and over in your head, masking your dreams, filling your mind.

Despite the lack of water and food, you woke up in a cold sweat. The sunlight outside that was able to leak in illuminated the tendrils that were working their way up from your cabinets to your bed. There was no where left to hide. There was no where to run. You did try to pry open your window, but it was no use. The tendrils were creeping in from outside by then too.

You did your best to wave them off with your blanket, surprised when some of them did back up, but never enough for you to slip through the mass. You tried your best to scare them off, or to at least not show that you were terrified, but when they finally began to curl around your legs, grabbed onto your wrist, wrapped around your waist, you knew there was no escape for you. Tears leaked out of the corner of your eyes, dripping down your face as you tried your best to not show how terrified you were.

“He arrives. Zalgo,” a voice from nowhere, everywhere, echoed in your head.

A black mass that was primarily obscured by the tendrils rose from them. Inky blackness where eyes should be. Fingers that seemed to be dripping and drifting off at the same time reached for you. They slipped into your mouth, making your nose scrunch at the strange sensation of steam being pressed past your lips. Part of you wondered if this was a dream, some sleep deprived, insanity induced hallucination, but deep down you knew that wasn’t it. You knew this was real.

Zalgo, as the voice claimed the mass was, used another hand to shred your clothing. You winced, afraid of the claws slicing through you as well, but He seemed to take care in not tearing you to pieces. Yet.

You’re not sure what you would call what he slid inside of you, the closest thing would be a cock, but that’s not quite right. You felt it expand inside of you, pulsing and throbbing. It seemed to be adjusting to the perfect size to make you feel good. The fingers in your mouth pulled out, letting you gasp for breath as the thing inside you slowly thrusted, giving you time to adjust each time.

Your body betrayed you as a small whine of need escaped your lips, your hips rising to meet His. He let out a chuckle, but that was the only acknowledgment given. The pace He set was steady, but every thrust pushed more and more from your mind. By the time you were on the brink of orgasm, you can’t even remember where you are. Your name was something you knew was there, but you couldn’t recall it.

“He cums,” that voice said again, this time almost mockingly.

“Please, please,” you found yourself babbling, begging. You wanted to please Him so He would keep pleasing you. Your hole was clenching around him excitedly, almost desperately. That earned you another chuckle.

It only took a few more strokes for Him to cum inside of you, though it didn’t feel like human cum. It made you feel twisted up inside, like something was changing, but it didn’t matter, because He didn’t stop. He kept up his steady pace, His fingers and tendrils touching and caressing every part of your body, relishing each time you came on Him.

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[princesspastel8]

That smile....is hauntingly beautiful

Secret Desire

《A Jeff The Killer Fanfic》

°•~Collection of Chapters~•°

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▪︎ Synopsis

▪︎ Chapter One

▪︎ Chapter Two

▪︎ Chapter Three

▪︎ Chapter Four

▪︎ Chapter Five

▪︎ Chapter Six

▪︎ Chapter Seven

▪︎ Chapter Eight

▪︎ Chapter Nine

▪︎ Chapter Ten

▪︎ Chapter Eleven

▪︎ Chapter Twelve

▪︎ Chapter Thirteen

▪︎ Chapter Fourteen

▪︎ Chapter Fifteen

▪︎ Chapter Sixteen

▪︎ Chapter Seventeen

▪︎ Chapter Eighteen

▪︎ Chapter Nineteen

▪︎ Chapter Twenty

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-one

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-two

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-three

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-four

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-five

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-six

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-seven

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-eight

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-nine

▪︎ Chapter Thirty

▪︎ Chapter Thirty-one

▪︎ Chapter Thirty-two

▪︎ Chapter Thirty-three

▪︎ Chapter Thirty-four

▪︎ Chapter Thirty-five °TW°

▪︎ Chapter Thirty-six

▪︎ Chapter Thirty-seven

▪︎ Chapter Thirty-eight

▪︎ Chapter Thirty-nine

▪︎ Chapter Forty(TW)

▪︎ Chapter Forty-one(TW)

▪︎ Chapter Forty-two

▪︎ Chapter Forty-three

▪︎ Chapter Forty-four

▪︎ Chapter Forty-five

▪︎ Chapter Forty-six

▪︎ Chapter Forty- seven

▪︎ Chapter Forty-eight

▪︎ Chapter Forty-nine

▪︎ Chapter Fifty

▪︎ Chapter Fifty-one

▪︎ Chapter Fifty-two

▪︎ Chapter Fifty-three

▪︎ Chapter Fifty-four

▪︎ Chapter Fifty-five

▪︎ Chapter Fifty-six

▪︎ Chapter Fifty-seven

▪︎ Chapter Fifty-eight

▪︎ Chapter Fifty-nine

▪︎ Chapter Sixty

▪︎ Chapter Sixty-one

▪︎ Chapter Sixty-two

▪︎ Chapter Sixty-three

▪︎ Chapter Sixty-four

▪︎ Chapter Sixty-five

▪︎ Chapter Sixty-six

▪︎ Chapter Sixty-seven

▪︎ Chapter Sixty-eight

▪︎ Chapter Sixty-nine

▪︎ Chapter Seventy

▪︎ Chapter Seventy-one

▪︎ Chapter Seventy-two

▪︎ Chapter Seventy-three

▪︎ Chapter Seventy-four

▪︎ Chapter Seventy-five

▪︎ Epilogue

▪︎ Author's Notes

▪︎ Bonus: Helen and Eboni

▪︎ Bonus: Valentine's Day Mishap

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Story Playlist

Jeff Origin Story(David Near Version)

Jeff's Interviews(David Near)

《 This is a dark romance with heavy triggers for some readers. Viewer discretion is advised.

《 This is an oc female(African American) love interest, but feel free to picture yourself as the character.

《 This is the fully edited version of my book. The completed unedited versions are on Wattpad & Ao3. Links will be below.

《 Wattpad

《 Ao3

Dividers credits are used throughout the story:

° @khaer

° @anitalenia

° @kimjiho1

° @somenteniki

° @bucciniexe

° @cafekitsune

° @k1ssyoursister

° @chaefilm

- If any of the art used within this story is yours, please let me know so credit can be given.

[ellzilla]

frankie and will at a pub or something together? (for the drawing req thing u posted <\3)

Took a second but yknow how it is Close ups on Will n' Frank under the cut!

[cerabondart]

G̷͕̈́ä̷̫́r̴̳͂f̷͎̓i̴̘͑e̶͙̅ḽ̵̏d̷͔͗.̶̳̊

[allcfme]

PROJECT SHADOW. COME HOME. COME HOME

C̸̳͋̕O̸̭̾M̵̛̜̈́̀E̷̗͈̱̾̚ ̴̠͇̗͐H̸͙̋̿̐Õ̴̖͔͒M̴͙̳̰̑̀E̵̳̘͂

M̶̤͔̽̒͆̇À̸̡̠͓̘̱̇́̇R̵͇͈̃́̚I̸͈̹͙̪̖͔̩͑̄͛̍̈́͊̈́A̷͓͇̯̭̚ ̵̡͔̗̲̒́̄͂̃W̶͇̤̲͛̀̂͘͘Ả̷̩̪͐̋̓́̓̏̕I̸̦̬͍̟̮̜̅̎̅̓̍͠ͅȚ̸̡̡̛̟̫̾̍̀S̵̠͙͈̓́̈́́͗̉͝ͅͅ

    ⌦ IT'S NOT COMING from the ear piece. It's vocal. He's not sure if it's him or someone toying with him. The clash of thunder and the voices were overlapping. Circling him. Ears flattened back to his head as he swiftly turned around and about to locate the sound, but all it did was grow louder. He knelt down into the muddy earth, gloved hands covering his ears. Cupping them to muffle it. As soon as it mentioned her, his eyes squeezed shut. 

     "Stop it! Shut up! Get out of my head!"

[flibbityjibbityjabber]

Peppino and

Come on, guys! It's just a regular old Pizza Tower comic! Don't you remember

[Heavily inspired from a post by scraphat on Twitter please give them support]

[sackreligion]

    Oh! Well, THIS was a change of pace. THE ENGINEER was so used to knowing so many at one time, he'd forgotten that SINGLE VERSE and MULTIVERSE were different! Encased in rock with a fiery demonic angel in front of itself and Rhedd's unconscious body, Engi hummed in soft delight.

    "ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴏ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɴᴀᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ... ʀʜᴇᴅᴅ ɪꜱ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʀᴀꜱᴄᴀʟ, ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇ? ɪ'ᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴛ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ... ꜱᴏ ɪ ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴏ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴋᴇ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴠᴏᴍɪᴛ. ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ, ʜᴀ! ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅ��ᴄᴇᴅ? ᴛꜱᴋ, ᴛꜱᴋ, ʀʜᴇᴅᴅ... ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ, ʜᴏᴡ ʀᴜᴅᴇ... ɪ'ᴅ ᴏꜰꜰᴇʀ ᴍʏ ʜᴀɴᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴇɴᴄᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴜꜱ ʙᴏᴛʜ! ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ᴜɴɪQᴜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴍ, ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴀ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ? ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ... ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ...

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴɢɪɴᴇᴇʀ, ᴏɴᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴀɴʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʙᴜʙʙʟᴇɢᴜᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟꜱ ᴜꜱ ᴇɴɢɪ."

    The room, nay, the hotel fills with a cacophony of swooning sighs, of quotes from old black and white romances, 'may we come up?' 'you find your own tree.' of morning breath and sweet kisses, of cooking pancakes in nothing but an apron... You can smell the pancakes, even. Banana and strawberry.

    Engi speaks again, more ichor dripping. "ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴄʜᴀʀʟɪᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢꜱᴛᴀʀ? ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ? ʜᴀ... O̶͔͆̀H̶̳̽͜͠,̴̙̹̍̎ ̷̠̽h̴̬͍̄o̶̬̾̀w̴̛̥̦ ̴͈̳͛̃I̶͈͍̕ ̶̳͓̇w̴̆͜ą̸̊̄n̴̥̓n̴͙͕̈́a̴͍͝ ̷̘̓e̷̞̓͂v̵͉̒̄ē̸̳n̵̨̆̉ ̸͓̘̃w̶͇͗̓h̵̔͊ͅe̶͔͋͘n̵̦͎͒̓ ̸̧̓ị̵͝ț̶͛ ̸̼͑͒A̵̧̩̎Ḭ̶͋N̷̕ͅ'̴͎̀T̷̮͒͜ ̴̥̉P̸͗͜R̶̯̆̚I̸̘̊̐V̸̺̄͛Ȁ̸͚̗T̵͎͈́̈́Ě̵͙̦,̴̹͆ ̶̰͘ḧ̷͇́͘p̶̡̆̏h̷̡̜̉͠ǫ̴͐͋h̵͔͍̃͛a̷͓͊̓h̵̲̩̅͘o̸̟̦̚r̷̜̽̓ḣ̵̥̋ĥ̸͜ͅf̷̪̓͝h̶͇̩̿̃f̷͓͈̀̂g̴̢͎̕h̷̢̚g̸̯͛́f̶̘͎͆.̵̳͛.̶̝̤̓.̷̣̑͆"

    Well, it certainly seems to be as helpful as it can be. Just as odd as Rhedd.

@hotelbitches

    Now THIS had been INTERESTING. THE ENGINEER always made sure that his Little Naked Heart would be SAFE, ensuring as much to him at all times, after all, that was why he imparted a piece of itself into the bowtie, to keep an eye on its beloved little embodiment of chaos and merriment. So, when the cosmic horror could hear and witness Charlie talking to themselves, it smiled with far too many teeth and ripping stitches, with sounds akin to powerlines snapping apart.

    When Charlie speaks to Rhedd's unconscious body in the guest room, his mouth does open, as do his eyes, but both seem to be black voids gurgling with ichor and faded radio light.

    "ɴᴏᴡ, ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ꜱɪɢʜᴛ? ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴜꜱ ᴀ ꜰʀɪɢʜᴛ, ʜᴏʜᴏ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɪꜰ ɪ'ᴍ ʙᴇɪɴ' ʜᴏɴᴇꜱᴛ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ʀᴇꜱᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴏꜰᴛᴇɴ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ, ᴏʀ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ? ɴᴏ, ɴᴏ, ᴡᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ'ꜱ ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀɪɴɢ, ¡ᴚI∀Ԁ ƎH⊥ O⊥ ⅄ΛIᴚԀ ⊥,NI�� ƎM Ǝᴚ∀ᴚ ⊥S∩ſ"

    The voice is VERY different from Rhedd's, it sounds like people all too familiar, yet completely new and confusing. There's a musical quality, that much can be said... Sometimes it feels like the words are upside down. Rhedd's head tilts to the side, and he's smiling wider, sitting up now and with such a casual posture, even if his face is dripping.

@hotelbitches

[pokeglitchden]

why wait till so late in the afternoon for tea? i much prefer my teatime be alongside the Sunrise. a tea party with All my friends right as the sun peeks up, doesn't that sound so Very fun? sounds fun Enough to me.

we can invite YOU, if you'd like.

ME?

Well what a P̶͚̩̘̤̖̼̙̣̞̯͙̖̣͍͚̍͐̏̎̕leasure that sounds like!

But L̶̥̏͒̿̐͘et us not forget that time is not Ę̵̨̡͇͙̹̰̱͈̝̘͉̥́̅̆͜͜ͅͅasy to come by these days.

The A̴̢̛̯̘̳̰̺̹͇̳̾͋͐̽͑̄͋͐fternoon affords a much brighter Ş̸̢̠͍̣̗̯̞̫̗̼̝̪̲̺͇̣̄̈̽̊̈́̎̍͊̃͐̕un than the morning and saves us from needing to get up too Ȩ̵͉̝͓̼̝̏͛̐͌̾͂̀̚arly.

But it h̸̠͚̩͕̙̰͕̝̾̈̒̈́̈̄͒̆e̷̜͈̳͓̰͈̘̬̳͋̅̾̏̊ͅļ̸̧͔͓̥̥͕̬̓̀͊͊̌͘p̷͙̞̽̏̐̏̀͛̄͋̚̚͝s to have a plan now doesn't it?

[patchworksoul808]

The sweetest(homicidal) babiest(demon) boy ever 🥰🥰🥰🥰

[herrkalt-m]

“ i've only had 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒾 for a day & a half , ”

“ B̸̘̙̹̐̂Ư̶̜̱̿̈T̶̲͑̉̑ ̴̨́͝ ̵̡̯͋͋ I̷͖̱̩̽F̵̙̬̓ ̷̠́̀̋ A̸͙̹͐N̸̾̿͜͝Ÿ̶̙́̈́T̵̮̠̍̑͠H̸̢͚̀͒I̷̘̽N̷̳̂́G̷̢̘̋̓ ̶̫̊̋̓ H̴͕̻͗Ȃ̶̩P̵͇͕̤̌͗̆P̵̬̆È̸͕̰͊͒Ṋ̵̮̋̈́͆S̸̯̋ ̵̜̈́ Ṯ̷̟́͐O̶͇̫͉̊̀ ̴̧̖̩̏͝ Ḧ̴͔̪́E̷̩̭̋̕R̸̬̙̗̕-̴͚̒͊̆-̸̖̏͂͆ ”

“ then it's 𝔸𝕃𝕃 part of a grander scheme for the greater good . orchestrated by yours truly , of course ... ”

[princesspastel8]

Bonus: Valentine's Day Mishap

Third POV

Today is Valentine's Day. A day full of confessions, chocolate, and rejections - for society, that is. But in the Slenderman mansion, it's just another party and reason for the proxies to let loose and enjoy themselves - some more than others.

The taller proxies are helping with the decorations, while the ones that can cook fix the food for the evening - Eboni, Helen, and Dina are in the kitchen. The girl is making rotale while Dina is making cakes and mini chocolate bites. Helen is there to help when needed.

"So has Helen always been the closed off type?" Eboni ask, to make conversation.

Dina nods, "Oh yes, yes! It took a while for him to open up. Everyone else thought he was a mean guy, but I knew differently. He just needed someone he could trust." She smiles, a bit of blush growing on her cheeks.

"Mhm, that's interesting. It only took me a week to reach him." Eboni smirks, putting her plan in motion. She looks at Helen and winks, "he's such a cutie pie. I just couldn't help myself."

Dina cracks an egg whole by mistake, making herself jump. Helen blushes heavily from Eboni's words while giving Dina a towel to clean her hand. "W-Well...you did go through my sketch pad so -"

"Huh? But Helen, you hate when people look through your stuff."

Helen rubs the back of his neck nervously, nodding his head. "I-I mean yeah... but Eboni is an exception." He said, shrugging.

Eboni smiles happily, pulling Helen closer and steps on her toes to kiss his cheek- making his face light up with blush. "I was just curious. I needed to find a way to get closer to him, so - he also drew me a few times and even asked me to model for him!"

Dina watches them, her eye twitching when Helen places his hand awkwardly on Eboni's hip. "W-Well, you do have a bright smile, s-so...."

"Aw, see what I mean, Dina? A cutie pie." She smiles, pitching his cheeks before going back to cooking.

Dina does the same while Helen stands back awkwardly, twiddling his fingers and waiting for their orders. Dina can feel her jealousy begin to spill over. She's been gone for a whole year. A part of her excepted for Helen to be waiting for her, not fall for someone else. She can't blame him for moving on since he is a lonely person at heart.

Eboni is a beautiful girl, Dina knows that. Most, if not all, the male proxies have drooled over her at some point in time. She could have them wrapped around her fingers if she wanted them to, but why did she have to entangle her Helen into her web? The thought of losing him makes her heart ache painfully.

"Princess." Jeff said, walking into the kitchen. "Damn, that smells good." He whispers into her ear, placing his hands on her hips and kisses down her neck.

She giggles, trying to wiggle out of his hold. "Stoooop, you're distracting me."

"No shit sherlock." He said, pressing himself against her - giving her one last kiss against her neck before kissing her cheek, making her smile.

"How was your mission with EJ?"

"Fun as hell! The way he rips out the fuckers kidneys is hilarious! He always does it while they're alive, saying it's because it's more fresh that way? I don't fucking know!" He laughs.

"I'm glad you had fun. Looking forward to tonight?" Eboni asks, looking up at him.

He frowns, almost pouting. He really wants Eboni there with him, but he isn't going to miss out on getting completely wasted either. "I guess....wish you'd come with me, princess, but I get it. Anything planned with Sally?"

"Actually, no, Sally and Laughing Jack are going out on a long-term mission together - so I'm stuck my myself." She shrugs, turning off the crockpot once the rotale is done.

Jeff scoffs, turning her around to face him. He stares down at her for a moment before rolling his eyes. He knows he should spend Valentine's Day with his girl, but passing up on a night when you're allowed to get as wasted as you want? Now that's a crime - at least to Jeff.

"Don't bother Jeff. I told you I'll be fine. You have fun."

He sighs, nodding his head. "Promise?"

"I promise." She said, standing on her toes to peck his lips. "It's almost time. Let's get you dressed up!" Eboni geeks, dragging him up the stairs and leaves Helen & Dina alone.

--

The party is as lively as ever. Eboni can hear over her gaming headset. It's been an hour since the party started. She needs to wait a few more minutes before going downstairs and putting on her little show. Her anxiety is picking up at the thought of the flashing lights & loud music. It brings back horrifying memories.

Smile dog comes over, kicking Eboni's cheek. She smiles, pulling her headset off. "Hm... yeah, you're right, smiles. He's dead now... I should be able to enjoy myself...its just.."

Eboni sighs, slapping her cheeks to snap herself out of it. "This is for Helen. He deserves to be happy....you can do this, Eboni." She huffs, motivating herself.

She stands, opening Jeff's closet and pulls out two pink colored boxes - one holding her outfit and the other her shoes. She puts on her one-piece bow dance wear set with fishnet tights and knee-high heeled boots. Eboni does her makeup, applying sparkling lip gloss, pink liquid eyeliner, mascara, and a bow drawing on her cheek bones using her pink liquid liner.

She leaves her hair in her curly fro, smiling at her reflection. She's gained a lot of confidence in herself, most of it being thanks to Jeff. She never imagined herself dressing like this, but he's made it clear time and time again how utterly attractive she is.

"Alright, smiles, wish me luck. Might want to leave....no idea what Jeff might do once I'm done."

The dog barks, pushing past Eboni once she opens the bedroom door. She takes in a deep breath, walking out of Jeff's room and down the stairs. When reaching the bottom, the teen is greeted by a high BEN.

BEN looks at Eboni, eyes trailing up her body. "Whooooooa! Now you know Jeff will lose his mind once he sees you in that! Matter of fact, why are you down here? I thought-"

"Changed my mind, and this isn't for Jeff."

The demon blinks in confusion, "Huh?"

Eboni's eyes lock onto a stripper pole. ".....you guys put a pole in?"

"Oh hell yeah! Slenderman isn't here so we're allowed to lose our fucking minds!" He cheers, holding his blunt up for Eboni, "wanna hit?"

"Maybe later. Have you seen Hel-" Eboni looks up, noticing Helen leaning against the wall in a corner, Dina leaving him to talk with someone that looks like a ghost.

"Ah, found him! See you around BEN." She waves, pushing her way through the crowd to reach Helen. "Well, don't you look nice!" She said, loud enough for him to hear her over the music.

Helen jumps, looking down at Eboni. His eyes widen, looking over her figure. "I-I- You look -"

"I know!" She laughs, moving in closer. "I know you don't dance. Just stand there and let me lead!"

Helen opens his mouth to speak, but his words quickly lock into his throat. He tenses, his eyes wide as Eboni dances against him very provocatively. The bloody painter isn't blind. He's well aware of how attractive she is. How sensual her movements are against him, her ass brushing against his crotch ever so often.

His face is as red as a tomato. He can feel himself getting hard. "Wh-Wait Eboni! How is this a-apart of the plan!?" He questions, voice in a panic. The second-hand embarrassment is eating him alive.

"You'll see! She's looking at us right now!"

Helen gulps, daring his eyes to focus on anything else besides his beautiful friend. He can feel two sets of eyes on him. One Dina, the other Jeffrey. The smiling killer has been watching this whole time in complete shock. EJ was the one to point out Eboni, Jeff's brain still functioning. He only had a few shots, but his alcohol tolerates is pretty high.

"E-Eboni, I-I think this plan is working S-So um maybe -"

Eboni stops her movements, turning to look at him a smirk. "Just keep your eyes on me. She'll eventually step in." She said, walking to the pole located in the middle of the room.

She steps onto the small stage, the song changing to suit her taste. Eboni looks at Jeff, smirking and winking at him. She looks back at Helen, his eyes never leaving hers. She grinds against the pole, swaying her hips to the beat. She does a hand stand, wrapping her legs around the pole. She moves up, holding onto the pole with one hand as the other travels down her body seductively.

Eboni does many tricks that draw the attention of every male attending the party. Even a few women find her tricks entertaining. The shots are beginning to make Jeff's mind buzz. The sight of his girl performing has him rock hard, but the comments of the other proxies around pisses him off.

"Damn.....didn't know Eboni could move like that."

"Jeff is one lucky fucker."

"Sure 'bout that? She's not even looking at him! Her eyes are on Helen!"

"Oh well shit, if she's passing pussy around then I want a taste."

Eboni completes her stage performance as the song comes to an end. She spins around the pole upside down with one thigh holding on. When close to the bottom, she lifts herself - both hands on the pole. She continues to spin, legs stretching out into a spin all the way down to the ground.

The crowd claps and cheers for more, but Eboni has other plans. EJ looks at Jeff, feeling the anger roll off him in waves. "Jeff whoa man calm down. I'm sure she was just having a bit of fun -"

EJ's words catch in his throat as he watches Eboni step down the stage while swaying her hips towards Helen. She cages him against the wall, smile seductive and eyes full of mock lust for him. EJ sighs, knowing whatever Jeff does next will be completely justified.

"Th-That was great, Eboni. B-But-"

"But what?" Eboni said, her tone teasing. "You're hard." She said, looking to the side - Dina watching everything. "Damn... she still hasn't made a move." She looks back at Helen, placing her hands on his chest.

Helen is a stuttering, blushing mess at this point. "I-I'm sorry! I-I don't like you, I swear! You're my d-dear friend, but wait, what a-are you -"

Eboni hands slowly travel down his chest, reaching uncharted territory. "I won't touch it. This should make her -"

In a split second, Eboni is ripped off of Helen- Dina, moving in between the two with her hand on the handle of her sword. Eboni grins, jealous burning on Dina's face. Jeff's grip on Eboni's waist is painfully tight, making her flinch.

He lowers down to her ear from behind, body shaking in rage. "What the fuck are you trying to do, huh?"

Eboni doesn't answer. Instead, she eggs both of them - eyes still trained on Helen. She grins, blowing a kiss to Helen. Jeff sucks in a breath, moving one hand to her throat and tightening, "Do that shit again. I fucking dare you."

Eboni, being Eboni, does without a second, though - making Dina draw her sword. Jeff glares at the woman, picking up Eboni and throwing her over his shoulder. "Handle your freak, and I'll handle this bitch." Jeff seethes before storming off up the stairs and into his room.

He slames the door, dropping her on the bed. Eboni huffs, rolling over onto her back. She looks at him blankly before averting her gaze. He takes off his jacket, running his fingers through his hair while walking to his closet. He pulls out a box, pulling out rope, handcuffs, a ball gag, and a leather flog.

"Take that one piece off. Leave the fishnets and boots on. Stand in the middle of the floor with your arms raised."

Eboni reluctantly does as told, knowing Jeff is furious. She takes her clothing off, moving to the middle of the room, raising her arms. Jeff turns, tossing the rope onto the hook drilled into his ceiling. He ties Eboni's hands together, handcuffing her ankles.

Jeff moves to place the ball gag on her, but Eboni speaks, "Jeff, wait - let me explain! I was just -"

The killer back hands Eboni cheek, grabbing her jaw and pulling her face to face. "Shut. The. Fuck. Up.", he grits. "You...you've been a bitchy brat lately. Why? Because I'm out on missions? Doing my fucking job? You seek attention that badly you get it from some poetic drawing freak!?"

"No daddy please that's not -"

Jeff forces the ball gag on her, patting her cheek harshly - making her whimper. "Tricked me into thinking that you'll say in my room the whole damn night. But noooo, you wanted to put on a fucking for him. HIM!? that weak ass piece of shit!"

He grips the flog handle tightly in his hands, hitting her just under her thighs. Eboni jerks forward, a sound mixed with pleasure & pain muffles from the ball gag. He hits her again and again, only aiming under the curve of her ass- hitting her thighs. Though the hits sting, the aftermath of the burn left behind leaves Eboni's mind in a state of confused bliss.

It hurts. She relishes in the pain, almost begging for Jeff to hit her more - with more force right on her -

"Mmmph!~" Eboni moans, the flog hitting right across her ass- leaving prints of the leather behind.

"Aw...is that what my little pain slut wanted? To get hit there?" Jeff mocks, hitting her again. "Look at you... shaking that ass, just begging for more. Such a pain whore."

Each hit makes Eboni's body jerk and mind melt into mush. It's been so long since the two been intimate. Slenderman has been working Jeff to the bone, leaving Eboni to hang out with the very few friends she has around the mansion. It's true. She did crave attention. She found a friendship in Helen that she doesn't have with EJ & BEN. He's calm, very sweet, and endearing. He holds a loneliness that she once carried before meeting Jeff. Maybe that's what drew her to Helen.

None of that matters, though. Jeff's relentless hits are beginning to make her completely incoherent. The pain just feels so good, tears prickling the corners of her eyes. Jeff hits her one last time before tossing the flog to the side.

"Did a few hits dumb my little brat down already? How pathetic..." he sighs, undoing the ropes and catches Eboni's slump form.

He pats her cheeks a bit, forcing her out of her buzzed state. "On your knees, princess."

Despite Jeff's order, he gently guides her down, cooing at her softly. "You're so damn cute. I barely did anything to you, and you're drooling." He hums playfully, taking the ball gag off. "Want more?"

"Y-Yes...", Eboni said hoarsely, making Jeff grip her jaw to get her to look at him.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes daddy...I-I want more."

"Good girl." He hums, stepping away to pull the rope off of the hook. He goes back into the box, pulling out a small remote-controlled sex toy.

He wraps Eboni's body in the rope, having learned from online searches and a few tutorial videos. Her hands are resting on the low of her back, the heel of her feet pressed against her ass- making the marks burn even more. Jeff stands after tying the final knot. He looks at his work with a proud grin, pulling out his phone.

The killer takes a few pictures, "Now this is art. This is way better than the pieces that fucker drew of you." He huffs, showing Eboni the many pictures he took of her.

The girl is too out of it to care, just wanting more of him. "More...Pl-Please."

"Be fucking patient. I guess hitting the brat-ness outta you did nothing. Matter of fact, you enjoyed it waaay to much." He sighs, lowering himself down and rips the fishnets at the crotch area.

He licks his lips at the wetness soaking her thong. He pushes it to the side, shoving the toy inside of Eboni. She gasps, squirming a bit once he turns it on its lowest setting. He stands back up, unzipping his pants. He lowers it just a bit, his large girthy length springing free.

Eboni's mouth waters at the sight, drool close to spilling down her chin. She opens her mouth eagerly, making Jeff laugh. "Fuck....you're such a whore, you know that?", still taking pictures of her. "Maybe I should make a scrapbook of just these filthy pictures of you, good idea huh?"

She whines, nodding her head- wanting him deep down her throat. He rolls his eyes, placing his free hand holding the remote to the toy at the back of her head. She pulls her forward to his length, forcing himself balls deep down her throat. Eboni gags a few times, breathing through her nose. Jeff stays still, staring intensely at Eboni. He turns the setting up on the toy, making her moan & gag around his length.

"Fuck~," he groans, yanking her head back before forcing it back down, roughly tears slipping from her eyes. "Think he can fuck your mouth like this? Huh princess? Keep your fucking eyes on me."

With the setting of the toy now on its highest, Eboni is struggling to keep her eyes focused on the man destroying her vocal cords. From the burning on her ass and thighs to the toy vibrating rabidly inside of her, Jeff's tip slamming repeatedly into the back of her throat - she's so close. So, so close.

One last thrust becomes Jeff's undoing. He groans loudly, spilling his release down her throat as he turns off the toy. The sight of Eboni's brows knit together in frustration makes him laugh. "Aw you poor stupid bitch. You really thought I'd let you cum that easily? Tsk, Tsk. Apparently I've spoiled you waaay to much. This is a punishment."

He pulls her head back, ordering her not to spill a single drop. The sight of her runy mascara mixing with her tears has his cock twitching back to life. He reaches under his bed, pulling out his knife collection. He opens the case, pulling out a large blade with a leather handle. First, he closes the case, kicking it back under his bed. Secondly, he stabs the blade deep into the mattress- only the handle sticking up. Lastly, he goes back to Eboni- taking the toy out and unties her.

"Stand up. You can still fucking walk. Go ride it." He orders, nodding his head towards the knife handle sticking up from his bed.

Her eyes widen, shaking her head. "Wh-wha? Ah!"

Jeff reaches down, grabbing her throat and pulling her up to her feet. He tosses her onto the bed, grabbing the chair from his small desk, and moves it in front of his bed - sitting down. He spreads his legs, one hand gripping his dick while the other holds his phone camera on record, aiming at Eboni.

"You wanna be a attention seeking bitch and put on shows for every fucker out there right? Well I want you to put on a show for me. Ride my fucking knife. I'm not gonna tell you again." He warns darkly, anger still lingering in his gaze.

Eboni gulps nervously, crawling towards the handle. Though her ankles are still cuffed, she manages to position herself above the handle, slowly sinking onto it. She hisses, the foreign feeling bringing discomfort and just a bit of pleasure. She gasps loudly when fully down. Her body trembles, trying to adjust to this odd feeling.

"Yeah... there you go, good girl." He grins, stroking himself. "Now start moving."

She slowly lifts her hips, sinking back down gently. Eboni whimpers, the discomfort turning into pleasure the more she moves her hips. She rocks her hips, grinding against the handle. She reaches to play with her clit, making Jeff snap at her.

"Don't you fucking dare! Keep your damn hands on the bed. Move faster." He demands, picking up pace with his hand.

Eboni cries out, moving as fast as she can- rotating her hips in between. She can't take much more. She wants to cum, she needs to cum. Jeff keeps his eyes on her, groaning at the way her tits bounce, the way her hips move just right against the handle, the way her full lips cry out begs & pleas to cum- but he won't let her. Not yet. She doesn't deserve it.

"Stop."

That order makes her sob, but she listens- pussy clenching the handle in need. "Pl-Please daddy...please I need it..n-need to-"

"Get off. Lay back, spread your legs."

Tears rolling down her messy cheeks, she does as told. Eboni lifts up slowly, laying back on the bed. She parts her thighs, unable to spread her legs further because of the cuffs. Jeff ends the recording, taking off his pants and boxers after removing his boots. He stalks over to Eboni, pulling the soaking knife out of his bed. Holding eye contact, he licks the blade clean- his wet hand rubbing her dripping cunt. He grabs his phone with his other hand, starting a new recording.

"Both my girls are crying for me, huh?" Jeff questions, tone teasing.

He slides, two fingers is- smirking wildly. "Well shit, poor girl sucked my fingers right in. Dripping so heavy for me....you missed me didn't you?"

Eboni doesn't answer, gasping at his fingers curling and rubbing against her gummy walls. She knows he's talking to her pussy, paying her no mind at all. He adds a third digit, thumb rubbing circles against her clit- the snoopy sounds of her pussy making Jeff's length twitch & tip leak pre.

"Poor thing wanted my dick so bad, made my other girl act a damn fool for my attention." He chuckles, staring at his craved name just above her pussy. "Both of you...are fucking mine. You...and you." He said, finally looking at Eboni. "Say it." He demands, shoving his ring dressed fingers deeper.

"Yours! All yours! Pl-Please daddy...n-need you in..in please." Eboni begs, voice horse and pleading.

He licks his lips, pulls his fingers out, and watches her hole, almost gasping for anything - needing to be filled. "Good girl...such a wet mess you are."

Jeff ends the recording, positioning his phone on the nightstand and starting a new one. With both hands free, he licks his fingers dry. He moves in between her legs - ankles rest on the back of his neck, lining himself to her dipping entrance. Jeff nearly loses all composure once his tip is in. He grips the sheets, Eboni sucking him in until he's bottom out.

"H-Holy shiiiit!" He curses, his eyes squeezing shut as he fights tooth & nail with himself- trying to not cum to soon. "Damn...you two...really needed me this bad?" He questions, mockingly.

"Yes! S' full~" Eboni pants, eyes lided- mind mush.

Jeff pulls out, tip still in before snapping his hips forward. He keeps this slow, agonizing pace - wanting to relish in how soaked and tight she feels around him. He watches her intensively. It's common knowledge that Jeff is prone to jealousy when it comes to anything that involves Eboni. He sometimes can't stand seeing her interact with EJ & BEN. But he holds back since he trust them, until his patience runs thin and he drags her away to be with him in his room. Jeff is clingy, overprotective, and extremely possessive. What's his is his, no questions ask.

So witnessing Eboni suddenly get close to Helen left a bad, rotten taste in his mouth. She has EJ, BEN, Sally, and even Laughing Jack to hang around with, people that Jeff approves off. Why would she suddenly want more people around her? He hates it. Sometimes, he wishes he could just lock her up and throw away the key. He can still feel the white hot jealousy deep within his chest from her actions tonight.

Jeff stops, moving her legs off his shoulders and forces her legs to bend down - her knees on each side of her head. He's still surprised at how flexible his girl is. He sinks back inside, hissing at her tightness. "Daaaaamnit hnn~ I'm gonna fuck you dumb."

Eboni cries out from how much deeper she feels him. The rough and fast pace of his thrust, sending her mind ablaze. She can feel the pulsing veins rubbing perfectly against her runny walls, his tip ramming mercilessly against her cervix. She reaches up, her hands under his shirt and scratching up his back- nails digging dip into his flesh.

"S' good! M' full! To full! G-gonna wanna~"

"Don't you fucking dare, you dirty bitch. Hold. It." Jeff orders, teeth clench.

The rooms fills with nothing but the sound of Eboni's cries, skin slamming against the other, snoppy noises coming from her cunt. Jeff grins at Eboni's fucked out expression, eyes rolling back, drool slipping from her lips down her chin, mouth parted and tongue hanging. A sight only Jeff is graced to see. He leans down, licking her tongue. He moans, feeling her clench as he kisses her sloppily. He reaches a hand down, drawing circles against her clit. She tenses, feeling something new flow out of her.

The killer stops, pulling away from their kiss to glance down in between them. He chuckles dryly, tilting his head at her. "....did you fucking squirt on me?"

Eboni looks away, embarrassment eating at her. "I-I didn't mean -"

"Such a filthy...dirty little bitch you are...fuck that's so hot~" he pants, moving even faster inside of her.

Both draw closer to their highs, the friction, the edging, and the position becoming too much for Eboni to handle. She's so close to breaking. Jeff is near, the sight of her squirting by a mere flick of her clit is far to enticing. He can't hold it in anymore. He's about to-

"Fuck...FUCK!"

"D-Daddy! Please! C-Can't no'm~"

"You're mine. Fucking mine. You do what I say. You only dance for me. You only look at me. You only listen to me. Do you fucking- shit!~" he grabs her jaw, making Eboni look at him. "Do you understand me, princess?"

"Yes! All yours, o-only you~"

Finally satisfied, he smirks. "Good girl... my good girl. Go ahead, cum all over my cock."

Eboni does, a water fall spraying out of her - making a mess of the sheets and Jeff's pelvis. The sight breaks him, Jeff moaning just as loud as he spills his release into her - feeling her to the brim. He captures her lips in a heated, passionate kiss- biting & nibbling her lips in between as they slowly come down from their all-consuming highs.

Jeff breaks the kiss, spit lining their lips as they catch their breath. "Never ever do that shit again. I might kill you if you do.." he said, tone deathly serious.

Eboni nods her head, "Yes, Daddy...I-I'll never do that again.. I'll tell you..when I need you....when we need you."

He smirks, kissing her lips. "That's my girl."

--

No one is up until the late evening. Most of the proxies are to hung over to move from their beds, while the rest simply partied too hard. Jeff is up, giving Eboni her much needed aftercare. When done, he offers to carry her down to the kitchen, but she refuses, wanting to walk for some stupid reason - maybe out of spite.

But Jeff let's her, watching her grip the hand railing as she limps down each step. "Sure you don't want me to carry you, princess?" He teases.

Eboni huffs, nodding her head - cheeks red in embarrassment. "I'm sure Jeff...I'm perfectly capable of walking."

He slaps her ass, almost making her lose balance. "Sure you are." He winks, moving past her and continues down the stairs.

Jeff pauses at the bottom. However, brow raised at the sight he's witnessing. Once Eboni makes it down, she looks eyes widen but smiling brightly. There against the wall, on the other side of the living room, are Helen & Dina - getting down & dirty.

"Wh-Wait Dina, please, y-you made your point last night. I-I caaan't~" Helen moans, back press firmly against the wall - leaving no room to escape.

"I don't think I did enough last night." Dina said matter of factly. She continues to assault his neck, leaving new hickeys over the ones made last night. "I really like hearing you say my name...say it again, please?" She says softly, her hand reaching into his pants to grip his length tightly - making him yelp.

Cheeks flush and ears red, Helen nods. "D-Dina..Dina, pl-please~"

"Please wh-"

EJ clears his throat loudly, BEN holding his phone up- recording the two. The two proxies having joined Jeff and Eboni at the bottom of the stairs. Helen tenses, face so red it looks as if it might pop- yet his expression remains blank. Dina backs away, allowing Helen to fix his clothes with trembling hands.

"Damnit, EJ, it was just getting good too!" BEN huffs, stopping the recording and putting his phone away.

Jeff blinks a few times, finally putting two and two together. He turns to Eboni, arms crossed. "......so you did all that crap... just to help set him up?"

Eboni nods, smile still wide as she holds a thumbs up towards Helen & Dina. "He didn't believe me when I said she felt the same. He was too scared to tell her. So... I just gently nudged Dina to make the first move."

"I think getting him hard is more than just a nudge.", BEN snickers.

Jeff punches BEN, storming into the kitchen. Eboni follows as did everyone else. "I couldn't tell you my plan, or it wouldn't look believable." Eboni points, giving Jeff puppy dog eyes.

He rolls his eyes, looking away. "...you still wanted a good fuck too."

She grins, nodding her head. "Yeah...that too."

He scoffs, shaking his head. "Oh fuck you, make me food."

She giggles, reaching to kiss his cheek. "Yes, Daddy."

[fluffyfairyzz]

LITTLE GUY ???!

[angel064v64]

This Brazilian Garfield comic strip is a little different from what I remember

[cerabondart]

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