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#𝗖𝗨𝗥𝗦𝗘𝗗𝗬𝗢𝗨. ⸻ private and highly selective 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗶 𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗷𝗶𝗶 from the fucked up mind of 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘪 𝘪𝘵𝘰. reimagined and headcanon driven. this blog will contain sensitive material —— follow at your own discretion.

﹙ ✟ ﹚ a study in: the creepy kid trope ( and that kid growing up to be even creepier ) , fucking around and finding out , the boy with a god complex and delusions of grandeur , i don't believe in salvation but i believe in demons ( and i'll let you meet mine if you really want to see them ) , and finding joy in other's fear.

𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗗: 𝚂𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁 ²⁰²³ ... 𝙰𝙻𝚈𝚂𝚂𝙰 ˢʰᵉ / ʰᵉʳ , ²⁵

¹ 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗱. ... ² 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴. ... ³ 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁.

whether the statement was meant to be a threat with the sharp claws to prove it , or her very own language meant to entice —— it didn't matter much. AFTER ALL , DID A GROWL AND A PURR NOT COME FROM THE SAME VOICE ? either way ; a part of him would be glad to allow her to feast on him however she wished [ ... ] all parts , the rotten and the tender. ( the spoiled and the sweet. ) was opening yourself to another , giving them permission to kiss and drag lips and teeth across your chest ; giving them permission to tear into your ribcage with fangs not a form of intimacy ? FIND YOUR BEATING HEART AND LICK IT CLEAN OF ANY BLOOD LIKE A WOUND. perhaps being devoured was the purest form of all.

and in a shocking turn of events —— he didn't wouldn't believe her. pettily thinking her to be lying from between teeth just to avoid spending any more time with him [ ... ] DID HE REALLY HAVE HER SO WRONG ALL THIS TIME ? his assumption was that of a girl that chased her highs with a sharpened blade ; not easily frightened , nor a girl that backed down from a challenge. would rather meet her demise with a firm handshake than let it take her with ease. was she really afraid ? OR WAS SHE SIMPLY BEING POLITE. . . perhaps turning down his offer with a little white lie was easier. but that wouldn't put a dent in his efforts. his features would instead drop with a quiet scoff and express a mixed look of disbelief and offense —— before deciding to push just a little bit harder. a little bit deeper.

it felt sticky on his hands [ ... ] thick like honey and tasted just as sweet on the tongue ; and just the same , it held a texture equally as grating once it's purpose was no longer needed. IT WAS NO LONGER FUN , AND HE WANTED IT GONE. wanted his homemade concoction scrubbed from his fingers and cheeks and neck ( it took a long time to perfect the recipe ! ) , and a permanently stained sweater was the price he would now pay for a good scare. BUT ONCE ONE DOOR SHUT , ANOTHER WOULD OPEN. the opportunity to at least unnerve the stone cold princess herself was one he would happily take —— perhaps he would even go as far to say doing so was his one final wish before death.

alas , a body deprived of proper nutrients even at birth will never quite pass for healthy by any means of the word. NO ONE COULD JUSTIFY USING IT AS A DESCRIPTOR FOR HIM , ANYWAY. physically , mentally [ ... ] it's simply safer to assume he isn't doing well. with eyes so sunken and decorated with the darkest of circles known to man as icing on the fucked up cake —— one could be forgiven for mistaking him as an extra on break for some splatter zombie flick. . . MINUS THE STOMACH WRENCHING INTESTINAL GORE. always appearing to be on the verge of blacking out , ( and sometimes , he was. )

and so a laugh rumbled deep within his chest ; curling itself around branches of ivory bone and easily slithering from between lips [ ... ] the same ones stretched sharply into a pointed smile full of teeth that could gnaw , silver that could puncture. THERE LACKED ANY INTENTION OF STIFLING SUCH A SOUND AND IT WAS APPARENT. though it wasn't an eruption of giggles at her expense —— no intent on embarrassing her during a perhaps vulnerable moment. ( no , not at all ! ) it was at the absurdity of such a statement. no matter how hard you wish it. . . . he wondered if she had temporarily forgotten who was speaking to.