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@forbiddenpractice said: “ You’re dripping blood on the carpet. ”

Things to Do in October: Starters

@forbiddenpractice​ said: 🥕 - go to a farmer’s market with your character of choice uwu

Mayberry’s gaze scanned the fresh and delicious-looking fruits and vegetables as she walked leisurely between the food stands. Picking up a fruit or vegetable every so often, inspecting it, and paying for it before adding it to her basket. 

She never knew that something as mundane as a farmer’s market existed in Hell, but she had to admit she was quite enjoying herself. The teacher could only vaguely remembered the last time she’d actually been to a farmer’s market.

“Hello, sir.” The ‘human’ sinner gave the doctor a nod in respect. 

Nancy could only stare at the demon standing in the middle of the summoning circle. True, she came to this point solely because she was acting out of desperation, but now she had no idea how to proceed.

How the mighty fall . Not to say that Sachi thought herself as righteous . Unstoppable . She was very much human , though a monster at heart . She did not hunt down the bar code killer because he was a threat to society . She did not hunt him down in the stupid and ridiculous name of justice . No , she had him in her sights because she wanted to see who would win . Which monster would be better . While she worked for the law , Sachi possesses a rather . . . Dark heart and dark soul . She made an exceptional detective , especially when it came to serial killers — because she thought like one . The temptation was always there . How easy it would be to join their ranks . Make a menace of herself .

But she thought that hunting them down was more fun for her . Anyone can get away with murder with the right wits about them , so the challenge was just that : finding them and breaking them . She must have gotten close , too . After all . . .  Had she been in his shoes , the most logical thing to do was to dispose and annihilate your competition .

He may have one the battle , but he did not win the war . When his time comes — and it will come — Sachi will be waiting for him , deep in Hell , ready to taste his blood in her maw .

Sachi woke with a start , pushing herself into a sitting position as a hand rose to hold her head .  Where the fuck was she ? She remembers following a lead , only to realize — too late — that it had been a trap . The last thing she remembers before coming to again . . . Was a strange hot and cold feeling as a knife was plunged into her . And the agonizing , searing pain of lines being carved into her wrist until she bled out and then there was . . . Nothing .

//I READ THAT AS UNWRAPPED BUTTER DICK NOT STICK OMFG

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@forbiddenpractice​​ said:

🍵 people that try to interact maybe?? So I'm not dumb-

( UHH the only remotely critical thing i have to say about that is i kinda wish people who wanna write with me wouldn’t treat me like i’m better than they are, or TOO good for them. i’m super flattered and downright honored people look up to me and think i’m cool, but when that turns into like ... acting like i’m above them it feels alienating.