Crawler of the Night

↬      ♚ IN ALL HONESTY There has been happening a lot lately and as people might have noticed I have not been that active anymore here. I am really tired. Mentally mostly and seeing as people have been sending me into a trashblog and i have been receiving hate I am not sure if I am happy to write anymore... I am not abandoning Rhyss or my threads They are save and sound in my drafts everything is there and I will not be dropping any of them. I will come back when I feel like I can deal with it again but up till then you can find me on aim.

she keeps her teeth gritting against each other. the top and bottom tier were causing friction, her jaw tensing up with his fingers around her neck. she could feel his nails dig into her airway, constricting it and causing her to have such rigid breaths. blinking repeatedly, sucking in air before exhaling through her mouth shakily, she kicks him yet again. would he let go of her soon–? she didn’t know. although, the question answered itself after he stepped back. her eyes were filled with anger, frustration– pent up from numerous trials as his so called snack.

“what- what? so i lost my purpose and let me live? seems like the only person who lost here was you. a lose for lose, you won’t find anybody that tastes like me. go find a bland fuckin’ snack if ya want, then.” she’s coughing again, turning her head to see the sight of crimson red appear on her pale skin.

↬      ♚ “ HE CROSSED HIS ARMS AN EYEBROW RAISED He was calm and that was what was scarier than him upset, than him wanting to play or happy. No he was calm his breathing COLD and RELAXED as he just watched her. Her who he knew all about, whom he has fed upon and her who he had spend time with. A sigh left his lips as he raised his hand staring at his nails.

She wanted to scream for help, but her voice was failing on her. In her mind, thoughts raced from one side to the other as she tried to come up with another solution. Who was him? How did he get in? What did he want from her? Was it money? Was it sex? For Poseidon’s beard, this man could want a million different things from her and Kyungri would never get there in the state of mind that she was at the moment. Her only clear thought was about wanting Jaehwan there to help her, to protect her – she would later realized how selfish that thought sounded.

As she didn’t find anything that she could use as weapon, nor a knife or a bat, she started to step back until her back met the coldness of the wall. She had no place to run, nor hide; she had no way of fighting back if he came for her. That terrorized her. Yet the way he addressed himself to her was laughable. He was the one entering her home without previous invitation or notice and she was the one being rude? Figures.

Her heart was beating irregularly fast; it felt hard to breath; and she could feel droplets of cold sweat starting to run down her face and palms. The mermaid thought she’d feel more relieved after having a name, so she could tell the police, but neither Rhyss or Bogeyman sounded humane. Yet it had the opposite effect. Although crying was a moment of weakness, there was no other thing that made more sense when he disappeared and re-appeared from the shadows in front of her. The mermaid turned human brought her hands to her mouth to muff the sounds that came out from it; a failed attempt, one must add. Unknowingly, but understandably, tears started to ran down her cheeks. “Go away, please…g-go away…”

↬      ♚ “ SOMETHING INSIDE OF HIM HURT AS HE SAW HER BACK AWAY. She who captured his interest looked at him, tried to get away from him. Pressed up against the cold wall. She felt fear inside of her and though he normally enjoyed the feeling of fear she was intriguing to him. He wanted to know about that pain he wanted to hear her STORIES. He had given her his presence a rare occurrence, not one out of fear not one that he was haunting her or feeding off her no he gave her his actual presence and spoke with her yet she was backing away. Moving from him like they all where in the end making him once again remember the kind of monster he was. The monster in the corner.

He could hear it the pounding off her heart, her picked up breathing. She was a creature like him yet there was so much fear in her. Fear for him. Fear that made him high wanting more. She was CRYING because of his mere presence making him remember that there was no where to go he was alone doomed to feed off their fear and shadows. No one could love a creature as DARK as him. His hand slightly stretched out brushing her cheek, taking the tear away before dropping his hand once more.

Peter looked towards the male that came towards him, he watched as he got closer- his body was something hard to ignore but he was still pissed off that he killed him. The smaller swallowed thickly as he approached, now inches away- the gap closing between them. He let out a soft shaky sigh before he spoke. “A demigod- something that cannot die, don’t try to hurt me now or the monster in the corner will kill you- you ain’t the only one who begs for blood lust,” Peter spoke softly as his gaze dropped- he wanted to leave, he didn’t like how he was so close to his face.

“Please back up, I don’t like you being this near me at all.” The male looked up at him once more. “I’m Peter, someone you will never meet nor touch again, you monster.” Peter lifted his palms to place against his shoulders only to have pushed him back, to push him away from his own frame, he pushed himself up from the bed as he backed away towards the door. “Don’t come any closer- I’m leaving and I’m going to leave…even if your clothes hardly fit but you can stay here naked.”

Peter was hoping to leave alive and not die as many times- he really did not like the feeling because he could feel the pain, he can…and it hurts so much, he did not want anything to do with this guy. “I am never the type to leave after sex but with you around, I don’t think I can actually stay, I bet you want to kill me again right? I bet you just want to curl those fingers back into my skin right? Well, I will not let you have that pleasure.”

The smaller twisted at the door, hoping to escape but the door was locked? He turned his back towards the male as he began to fidget with the handle, trying to break it open. “Oi, where is the key- were you planning to lock it and never let me out?” The younger turned around to face him again as he chewed at his bottom lip. “Tch, you were planning from the start to kill me? Well sad for you that I will never die-“Sadly for Peter…this guy seemed to not care and plans to kill him more than twice, he seemed the type who loves death.

“Unlock the door…Now.”

↬      ♚ HE COULD NOT HELP BUT LET A LAUGH ESCAPE HIS LIPS Shaking his head. Oh the male before him was a lot more amusing than he had first thought, than he had ever thought anyone could be. “Sweetheart. I am the monster in the corner... i can not be killed and I will kill those who dare to go into the shadows.” His tongue darted over his lips amusement and darkness glinting in his eyes. The male challenged the shadow yet he wanted to run. How AMUSING. How pathetic. “You are a coward.... you are leaving because you are scared yet you claim to be a demigod. You want to leave yet you claim that there is something SCARIER in the corner. Do you not realize you are looking fear in the eye. The creature that eats it devours it, the creature that is the shadow, the monster in the corner, the monster under your bed that feeds you nightmares. You claim to be a god yet you try to run from the shadows. Do not dare to call yourself a demi-god if you are nothing more than a COWARD.” He stood up backing away from the male letting him escape from his grasp.

“Oh it is not the kill that gives me the most pleasure... it is not the ripping out the heart, the red that will come from your body and paint the night. It is not that, what gives me most pleasure. YOU KNOW NOTHING CHILD. That door is not locked... did your little arms lose their strength or is your mind so occupied on running away that you can’t think straight.” He was not a creature of killing though he could ensure the other male that this would not be the last time he would die at his hands. He was a creature of FEAR and PAIN and those who challenged him would feel the most off it. Those who thought they where smart, who thought they could outlive him and CONTROL him Those where the once that where going to feel his true power.

                                                 splashes of golden auburn danced in the light that shined through the window they sat against.   c u t t i n g  features of pure beauty illuminated from him and through her naivete she refused to see anything but the layering of alluring vision.    he was important and as such, he meant a great deal to her —– people in her care usually did because that’s just the type of person she was.  she loved them – loved everything about humans and strived to let all those know that crossed her path.     p u r s e d  lips, of which let teeth claim a hold on to showcase her apology to him  ——–  even if it DIDN’T sound genuine when spoken.  ❛  oh black coffee !  that’s great for your health  —  okay !  ❜  always a little  (  too  )  cheery but in the company of another, she couldn’t help it.             the ahjusshi came back and just like she promised she would —— an order for a cup of coffee alongside a cup of earl grey was placed.    delicately with soft elegance, head swiveled back to the other to provide another one of her beaming gleams of pearly teeth.  ❛  sleep well ?  ❜  never. relentless nights would have her tossing and turning from nightmares she couldn’t escape from.  ❛  of course i do.                      i’ve been great, though.  i recently adopted a small kitten – it didn’t have a home, so i took it in !  ❜  aera wasn’t much of exciting. the life she lived was all too normal for a deceased father who would’ve wished of so.   a raised eyebrow.  he had piqued her interest when playing the game of twenty questions  —–  keeping the conversation one sided.   torso leaned slightly over the chipped wooden table to allow elbows their pleasure of finding rest among it,  ❛  i am a rather boring person, rhyss and therefore my schedule is always free.  ❜  a twist of her lips.    she enjoyed the time they spent   ———   even if it wasn’t as often as she would’ve liked.     a  (  short  )  gasp followed by the widening of hues.  ❛  how about you and i spend the day together ?     u n l e s s  you have plans after this—-  ❜  

↬      ♚THE ALWAYS CHEERFUL GIRL REMINDED HIM OF SOMETHING THAT WAS TO SWEET Like a candy that was so sweet you would pull a face as soon as you took a bite, your face scrunching and your teeth hurting. Normally he HATED it, as much as he hated sweet candy but with her it had something endearing. It had something precious that marked her. It was a strange sensation that someone could feel HAPPY and CHEERFUL around him. Him who only brought pain and sadness. He gave a nod to the male not paying much attention to him as he took his cup gracefully wrapping his hands around them. It was amusing to him that even the cheerful FAIRY in front of him was actually lying. He knew about her nightmares he had seen them all, though she was to polite to bring it up. POLITENESS translated to human words was saying that you are fine when you are actually not. His attention was peaked by the mention of a cat. He had always loved animals.

         No one would have been a fan of some stranger walking into your bedroom, UNINVITED. She growled under her breath and narrowed her eyes at the shadow. A shadow. She didn’t want to see him as a man, not anymore. “This stinking bed? Who are you to talk. Just to be honest, this is my bed and you are someone that is not invited into MY bed.” What was it to her that he had hunted? All she wanted was a peaceful sleep, not someone creeping on her while she was there barely clothed. 

“You won’t find it, even I can’t find it, so give the FUCK up and let me sleep.” Groaning, she tugged her blankets up higher only so she could cover herself even better, it was hard, though. With him laying on top of it, something that would not budge regardless of tugging at it for dear life, she was only able to get a tiny bit more. 

“Shut up and get me something to wear, stop talking about my dreams, my fears or my nightmares, they’re nothing to you and they will NEVER be.”

↬      ♚ HE WAS GETTING ON HER NERVES Agitated just by his mere presence, it amused him. The thing those around him seemed to forget is that he did not care about them. About what his presence did to them or if they would be BOTHERED by it. He did not care if they liked him nearby or not. He only did what he found interesting for himself. He only did what he liked to do and those on his path should deal with it. It was just a simple as that. If he found interest in a person the person had no other FAITH than to deal with him.

He popped his head on his elbow just staring at her. “I’m bored... and you are my PLAYTHING for tonight but of course I wouldn’t mind letting you get to sleep.” He lifts his claw moving it gracefully in front of her eyes “I can even help get you back to sleep with my lullaby....” Back to sleep so I can pry inside your pretty little mind a bit more...

HEEJUNG HELD A certain fixation to skinship. It was the only thing she felt that she understood perfectly; how to react to either please or provoke. Cheeks tinting when he had held her on his lap while his fingers that seemed to never stop roaming. He was giving her attention and she loves all of it. She followed suit, somewhat shy as nimble fingers went to his shoulders, wrapping around them. What was his name again? She wasn’t sure if he had introduced himself but regardless of this fact, she’ll never forget that beautiful face. She’ll haunt him like the dreams that plague the night.

“I’ll only expect for good things to happen tonight, then.” She reciprocated with the subtle smirk, all the while keeping the innocence he seems to be enjoying. Her head leaning against his touches, exposing what seemed to have this attention all night. Heejung was ready to embrace whatever darkness he was ready to cloak her with. He was certainly far different from the ones that saw her but nothing as a trophy to be won. He’s looking at her like his next prey and she was all the more ready for what he had in store for her.

THE NIGHT ENVELOPED them in the shadows, streetlamps at the empty park helped them both to see enough while the crisp air kissed at her exposed skin but she barely noticed it all. Heejung was too engrossed with the deep baritone of his voice, so inviting and dangerous as she could only lean forward already entranced. Eyes closed as her breathing turned ragged once she felt the warmth calloused of his hands on her neck. 

↬      ♚ SHE ONLY EXPECTED GOOD THINGS TO HAPPEN And oh the things that where happening where good. She was giving herself to him willingly, she had given herself to the darkness and he loved it he enjoyed it how she nestled in his arms no idea of the faith that was coming upon her, no idea what to expect. She embraced as she embraced him ready for her faith. His lips tainting her pure skin, MARKING it. His hands trailing her body till he skin broke under his claws and the red liquid started to seep out. His eyes turning red but he did not let her go. No he captured her lips in another kiss. He moved his lips against her as the RED LIQUID spilled down her body between them. The sweet scent of blood filling the air before he finally pulled away. Eyes red and his shadow looming behind him dangerously. “Didn’t your mother tell you not to go with STRANGERS...” His nails came up licking off the blood before moving it back to her neck scraping out the open wound. So beautiful in the color red. So beautifully tainted. No he had not had enough of her yet. His hands moving over her cheeks tracing it while the color slowly got drained. A smirk curving his lips before getting up.

     She had a strange relationship with Rhyss. He was scaring (she could imagine the things he was capable of) her but she also had such a strong curiosity towards the later that she couldn’t keep herself away from him. In other situations she would be way more humble with the Bogeyman even if he would be rude yet she hated when men were touching her without her permission. He could be the scariest creature of all and she’d still do the same thing that she did - slap his hand away with the glare. “Are you crazy? Watch your hands!” Her gaze, full of indignation and anger was glued to the tall male that had the guts to slide his cold hand in between her thighs.

To say that Sohee was overwhelmed with his act was to say nothing. The woman was surprised and confused and furious at the same time. Why would he want to touch her like that? He couldn’t be possibly attracted to her, so he was probably just playing with her, waiting for the reaction that she gave him already. It was making her only more annoyed. “You can’t touch me without my permission, got it? I have a man and only he is allowed to do it. Even if i didn’t, you still wouldn’t be allowed to touch me! Damn!” She exhaled sharply, still trying to calm down. The explosion of the emotions were the result of her insecurity and probably fear. She had some reputation of being easy, even if it wasn’t true. Some men did believe the gossips and were bold enough to approach her in not the most gallant way, which was angering her more than anything. Rhyss wasn’t exactly a man but his human body was male and therefore she saw him as one.

“Just don’t do it!” Sohee repeated as she moved further away from the other, still frowning deeply.

↬      ♚ THERE WAS THIS THING ABOUT A MAD WOMAN THAT HE ENJOYED He liked to set them up, make them look over their shoulders. He liked to push them and do the exact things that would UPSET them and it didn’t take him that long to figure out she didn’t like TOUCHES, well he didn’t like questions. if he where to answer her questions she would have to deal with his touches. In fact she should feel honored he would want to touch her at all, someone as graceful and ancient as him. It should be a honor to be touched by him. Though her reaction was not one of honor it was indeed one that amused him. Her FURIOUS and ANGRY expression her lashing out at him for a moment forgetting her fear to him. She gave him a look of anger to which he responded with the calmest, emotionless look.

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[ ☼ ] — Chin resting on the palm of her hand, she tried to shake of the sleep in her eyes. “Huh?” She sat up straight when she heard them talk. “Yep, I’m awake. I was listening, I swear.”