๐๐จ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐ ! ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐'๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ค ..
๊ฐใ
คโ โบใ
ค YAN .แ TWSTใ
ค๐ผ โฟใ
คใ
ค๐ใ
ค BALVENIE .แ FEM .แ READER ('โ โ๐ผ )ใ
ค๐โ
( เพเฝฒฬซ๊ฐ โ ๊ฑ เพเฝฒฬซ) SYNOPSIS : right after saving tineballan , you discover a mysterious and magical mirror ! Your bunny servants brought it in for you of course because your last one broke due to unknown reasons.. but oh no! Why is it speaking all of the sudden? And why are you in a coffin now !?
( เพเฝฒฬซ๊ฐ โ ๊ฑ เพเฝฒฬซ) WARNINGS : GORE , VULGAR LANGUAGE , ONE SIDED DYNAMIC (tineballan and reader) , reader is also lowk a yandere ?? Obsessive reader , obsessive dynamics , reviving , reader is insane in the head but we don't talk about dat ok?? , body horror (?)
( เพเฝฒฬซ๊ฐ โ ๊ฑ เพเฝฒฬซ) NOTE : FIRST TIME WRITING A FIC... KINDA NERVOUS.. Anyways if you haven't heard of balvenie it's from a channel named "jo-sipu" !! I'd highly recommend checking their works.
"Nooo!!" A WAIL FROM THE DISTANCE CAN BE HEARD from afar, a voice that's seemingly feminine. In the distance, a girl with (H/C) hair is on her knees with tears streaming down, sniffing dramatically with a wipe off her tears on the tissue she held.
A boy, one with brown hair is seen next to the girl, with a heavily bandaged face and blue eyes, eyes wide full of concern. "huh? What's wrong with [NAME]?" He asked [NAME], confused as ever he taps her arm to make her pay attention.
[NAME] turned to look at him, her bunny ears twitching slightly , wiping off another tear with her tissue, still sobbing, she replied with a shaky voice "t-t tineballan ..!"
Her other hand gestures to a meat cutter, where others would be sick to see the sight of.
Blood. Thick, viscous rivers of it, darkening from bright crimson to inky burgundy as it pools in the grout lines of the cold concrete floor, seeping into cracks and spreading like a living stain across every surface it touches. The metallic tang is so sharp it pricks at the back of the throat, coiling with the sickly sweet reek of exposed flesh.
The meat cutter hums with a low, grinding wire that sends tremors up through the soles of the feet. Clumps of tissue and sinew cling to its rotating blades, peeling away in wet, stringy ribbons each time it turns.
On the conveyor with a girl lying on it, seemingly TINEBALLAN not a shape that could be recognized as a human, but a misshapen, pulpy mass of broken bone, torn muscle, and shredded skin. It shifts slightly with each thud of the cutter, the edges of the blob oozing outward like dough left to soften.
The only thing that remains is an arm, jutting at an impossible angle from the carnage. Its bones are shattered in a dozen places, twisting and bending in ways that defy anatomy elbow folded backward, wrist contorted, fingers curled into a rigid claw. From the ragged stump where it was torn from the body, dark blood wells up in thick bubbles, and messy strands of blue hair.
"she died on a meat cutter ..!" [NAME] sniffles again, her tears streaming down her face as she looks at the bloody mess in front of her, her clothing stained with blood that seems to not be hers.
The boy, ARDBEG looked at [NAME] pitifully, then as if a light bulb flickered in his head, he smoothly and gestures towards the Meat incubator, with surprising charm. "don't worry, we have a meat incubator!" he reassured.
[NAME]'S face turns into excitement upon realization, her mood turning into sadness, to ecstatic in an instant. "oh, right! Was it that?" she asked herself, but shaking her head as if she doesn't want to hear her thoughts.
Her expression turned into full blown determination, as she threw away the tissue into the bin next to her, before saying to herself "ok! Let's save tineballan again!
She waves goodbye to ARDBEG before walking down the path to the meat incubator, humming a little tune like some cartoon character she is, Hands swinging around as she ignores everything that happens around her.
The door opens as soon as she reaches the area with an unseen force, nonetheless, [NAME] walks right in, before politely closing the door behind her.
What lays in front of her is prepared supplies, seemingly appearing out of nowhere but perfect material on making tineballan be BORN again. Her eyes glance at a bowl, before grabbing it and setting it on a counter.
Her other hand reaches for a book which is seen with the prepared supplies for her. Opening the book, she sees the instructions on how to be born, or, on how to bring back someone from the dead.
Her eyes skip over pages, before tossing it aside. Putting on some gloves, she went ahead and grabbed a piece of tineballan's flesh meat, the stench unbearable but [NAME] didn't mind, as long as she gets to see tineballan!
Dropping it on the bowl, her eyes glance at tineballan's blue hair strands, messy and frayed, 'not exactly ideal .. but I'll make it work!' she thought to herself, grabbing strands of tineballan's hair and putting it inside the bowl.
[NAME] looks at the instructions again, forgetting a few steps there and there, but her eyes widen slightly at one specific thing. Cream? She thought to herself how cream would even be in the process! But she pushes her thoughts aside before setting it.
Next ingredient is an eyeball, [NAME] turns to the decapitated head of tineballan that also appeared alongside the supplies, her fingers close around the heads eyeballs, before pulling it, stretching it till it's limits, until the flesh shows up again, and blood splatters onto the counter as she did.
She turns to the bowl again, placing the eyeball inside, paying no attention to what she did earlier. Blood gushes out of the eye wound, but [NAME] pays no attention to it. After all, that's the next step.
[NAME]'S hand reaches over, grabbing a small amount of blood onto her hands, before pouring it down on the bowl, creating something that's not so pretty to look at. She looks at the medicine next to her, before her stained fingers wrap around the bottle, and then opening it.
She pours down multiple pills onto the already bloody and disturbing sight of a process in making. But no, that doesn't seem right. [NAME] feels like she got the ingredients wrong, so she grabs each pill on the meat with her very own hands.
Tossing it aside with not even a glance, [NAME] hands start kneading, the soft yet bloody flesh presses against the warmth of her hand, fingers digging in slightly onto the hair, continuing to mix and mix ..
Right as soon as she finished, she turned to what seems to be .. a human sized oven ? Strange but, it's whatever. She just needs to see tineballan again, she puts the bloody dough inside, closing the door.
"time to wait!" [NAME] told herself with a cheerful smile, sitting on a nearby chair before wiping off a sheen worth of sweat on her face with the back of her hand, sighing in relief legs swinging.
seems like the process is done, [NAME] excitedly rushes over, opening the door to see tineballan! As if she's brand-new, hurriedly placing her on top of an examination table before turning towards a bowl again.
Dropping the blue strands inside the bowl, she realizes something and mumured to herself. "the existing hair is not enough!.." with nervousness in her tone, before she realizes once again. "i can mix it with my hair!"
Cutting off some pieces of her hair, her (H/C) strands against the blue strands, [NAME] smiles. Utterly enamored with tineballan, it's not that surprising anymore.
After a process of mixing, [NAME] rushes over to the examination table, holding a few pieces of what seems to be clothing, accessories, hair, and that's probably it.
[NAME] holds the hair before placing it on top of tineballan's head, her hair back on, and so is her piercings! Although, [NAME] doesn't know if she did it right to make the original accurate ..
The next step, she turns to the clothing again, it's pink vibrant vibe clashing against the white with what seems to be little pink bows, a corset, and even some details that looks like veins and guts! [NAME] squealed internally before finally putting on the princess like dress on tineballan.
The last step, is the pink little bow, perfect for someone like her! With an eyeball (she doesn't know where it came from) on it too! Isn't it adorable ?
She places the bow on tineballans head, looking cheerful and smiling at her lovely, and greatest creation, waiting in anticipation as she looks down on tineballan from above.
Tineballan's vision slowly comes back, her eyelids opening, seeing a familiar (H/C) figure Infront of her, with bunny ears twitching atop of her head. "huh .." she grumbles to herself, thinking that she died, but why is she still alive?
"what the fuck." tineballan whispered to herself, realizing with a grim realization, SHES NOT DEAD. and ofcourse the one who brought her to life is that idiot [NAME]!
"congratulations on being born again !" [NAME] happily greets her, with smiles and a heart shaped pupil, before continuing. "happy birthday!" she congrats tineballan as if she didn't bring her back from the dead.
"uh.. WHAT!?" tineballan expression quickly turned from confused to outraged, cursing out [NAME] like a sailor, while [NAME] simply gazes lovingly at TINEBALLAN with a hand on her cheek, hearts practically showing around her.
"FUCK, [NAME].. don't save me! You know I don't want to be saved." tineballan scolds, a hand dragging along her face in resignation, expressing a deep sense of annoyance towards [NAME], who merely shook her head and held the ends of tineballan's dress, saying "nope! Your mine forever โก"
long story short, tineballan ended up ripping off the dress, slapping [NAME] but atleast slightly gently, leaving a bruise on her face as she walks away out of spite. [NAME] once again holding the torn dress. "aw.. but you know I love you like that!"
EARLIER THAT EVENING, YOU BROUGHT HOME A NEW mirror! Well, TECHINALLY one of your bunny servants brought it for you, but it's the thought that counts!
You look at yourself in the newly bought mirror, it's golden details shining at you like a forbidden treasure, and it feels so mysterious, you can't help but feel excited!
Although, you did sense a weird, magical, energy coming from it. But it's probably from something else in your world! After all, it's common for others to bend at the will of YOUR world. Possibly nothing could happen right?
Your bunny ears twitched with curiosity and anticipation, this energy is unlike any of the ones you sensed in the past, your fingers lingering at the ends of the golden details engraved onto the mirror.
You felt an unseen presence watching you, the stares burning onto your back, but when you turn, nobody's there. You felt swear clinging onto your skin, your sense of paranoia levels rising over.
You push the thought aside with a shake of your head, looking at yourself in the reflection of the mirror. You felt the sudden urge to inch closer, confused and curious, you tapped it.
Then in the blink of an eye, the air crackled with a magical and heavy tension, one that you never seen or heard of before. An ancient, deep, voice coming from the mirror in front of you.
What once showed your expression, now shows none, revealing nothing but green flames burning inside.
"Ah, my dear esteemed benefactor ..."
"my proud, beautiful, flower of evil."
It said, as you inched closer, not out of curiosity, but an urge, one that controlled your movements more than anything.
"you are truly, the fairest of them all!"
"O magic mirror, thy wisdom I entreat..."
"reveal unto me the visage I seek..."
"YOU, whose image the dark mirror did beckon forth..."
"if your heart bids it, take the hand of the one reflected in the mirror."
And before you could control yourself, you took the hand in the mirror anyways. With the sudden urge to grab it, the hand pulled you in and ..
