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prompt # 156
Your fingers trembled as you hit the play button. The line beeped.
“Hey! I hope you get this… soon. Something’s going on over here, and I know this is really random, but I just wanted to check in on you—”
A strangled, wet laugh burst out of you—but your spine stiffened at the sound of shrill, distant screaming.
“Jeez, I hope you don’t hear that. There’s some horror house that set up shop down the street. People are saying it’s actually haunted…”
Their voice trailed off, as though their train of thought had chugged along without them—but then they forced out a light chuckle. So unlike how they usually laughed (bright, loud, and free).
“… but y’know, I never believed in that stuff—”
And you could see the image in your head, clear as day, of them cramped into a telephone box and shrugging.
God, it was just like them to be so fucking asinine when they could die at any moment. To pretend nothing was wrong when the world was ending.
They always did want to protect you from the worst of life had to offer.
Suddenly their warm voice paused in their rambling, and the shift in tone had you shuffling closer to the receiver.
“Hey… I don’t think I’ll be able to drive out to you this year—” The screams were definitely getting louder…
“—I just wanted to say, I love you.”
The taste of copper tainted your mouth. The painful sensation of your teeth biting down on your lip stirred you.
“Let’s get married if I can come to town, yeah? Not a fancy spring wedding like everyone else has got going, but it’d be nice…”
You couldn’t help the snort that escaped you. You didn’t care about whether you got married in the scorching summer or in the barren winter—so long as they were here with you.
Then, they were laughing with you. Not a forced chuckle—but a brighter, real laugh.
“Who am I kidding? You’d definitely say no to that kind of proposal,” they muttered.
“I have to go for a while—I probably won’t be able to call you… so stay safe for me? I’ll propose to you properly when I can.”
A pause, and shuffling.
“I love you.”
The line beeped.
Those were the last words you’d ever hear from them.
*You pass by a painting, it's hard to make out in the dark, but You believe it is the demon and...someone else. Finally get to post this for the @mcythorrorgiftexchange ! My gift is for @mochitoaster ! Hope you don't mind that I went a bit more subtle with the horror aspects, but I think they still come through, it was absolutely a blast to draw this! :D
Something about this half-finished doodle of Zee evokes the image of AM screaming at them like a dog that just ate something they were not supposed to (Which I mean. . .it probably did)
the question proposed:Â
Would Afton AU Sun and Moon let Reader die from old age or natural causes? Or would they look for ways to artificially extend their life, like make them into an animatronic? Maybe they’d let themselves go as well, so they’d never have to live without them?”
aka streaming ur doodling sessions with ur good angst-loving friends is always a treat and often leads to intentionally creeping out ur pals <3

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contrary to what some of the other hermits believe, joe is completely human. a very strange human, but human nonetheless. however, he is one of the few people in the universe that's been gifted with truesight. it hasn't changed much, but it does make interacting with some of the not-quite-human hermits.....well....interesting. mostly keralis, if he's honest, but he's learned to tune it out enough that the headaches aren't as common anymore.
It helps if he doesn't make eye contact. No, not with the visible eyes - in fact those are probably the safest ones to look at. It's all the less Euclidean eyes that make his pulse race and his teeth and fingernails ache. ...And yes, he's tried avoiding any of the eyes at all. That's worse. That's. Much worse.
So really, just follow Keralis's own advice. Look into my eyes. Nothing but "my" eyes.
~ Mod Shade
He was gasping for breath, heart pounding in his throat and legs aching. Shit, shit shit shit-!
She was getting away! He's even had to lift his mask slightly for air and no matter how fast he was his target was faster and that was BEFORE she started jumping over rocks and swinging on branches. Finally she does this… jump from a trashcan and over a fence, making him finally lose sight of her. She didn't even stumble or trip once!
He stumbles to a stop, leaning against the fence he lost her over. His legs shook and protested, his chest ached and his throat felt swollen as he dug his phone out of his pocket and called his boss.
She can get away, good for her, but he can't, he just can't.
"Hey-" he gasps for breath. "you… didn't tell me… my last target was some cross country… parkour… freak!"
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“Come, take a walk with The Host...”
Pov host takes u on a date but something isn’t quite right..
Week 12 of @project-creatusannus, week 11 here)