#maskedasks

He wiped his cheek in an attempt to wipe away the pain, the sting still present but subduing slightly

What he would do to just…sink his teeth into her.

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At least she didn’t draw blood…

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He stood there for a moment, mildly disgusted with the encounter, but also minorly concerned by his own thoughts instantly going to playing dirty and biting.

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Thats something for him to ponder over later, for now he needs to find Chase. He intentionally was more silent than before as he scouted, last thing he needed was whoever the fuck that was attacking him again

Pronouns: He/Him

Sexuality: Bi/Demiromantic (he doesn't know it yet though)

Asks: #maskedasks

Rp: #cuttothechase

Mod: #modstar

Chase talks like this

“Sigh.”

THAT'S STILL NOT FUCKING TORTURE!!!!

And y'know fucking what? I'd rather be dragged like a dog than EVER tortured again. I'd rather go to jail killing a piece of shit then getting locked in a basement. I'd rather fucking ANYTHING!!!!

So don't fucking TELL me that your dad will kill me as if he's able to do ANYTHING that matters, and as if I CAN'T TAKE IT. 'Cause y'know what?! At least all he'd do is KILL ME or leave me in the woods!!! At least it wouldn't go on for HOURS!!! AT LEAST HE WOULDN'T CUT SO CAREFULLY THAT I WOULD STILL BE ALIVE UNTIL THE VERY DAMN END!!! I WOULD RATHER DIE!!! AND Y'KNOW I THINK I WISH I DID!!!

His face is reflected in her blank eyes.

What the fuck do you think I mean when talking about torture?!?!?! It's TORTURE, is what it is!!!

“None of that matters. He’d pay someone else to kill you before you could even get close to him. And even if you could, by some miracle, manage to not die, you’d be in jail for homicide for the rest of your days. You can’t fight someone who controls everything.”

*His knuckles are white. He doesn't even realize how hard they're clenched.*

.... would he torture you.

*Chase stands, staring down at Shiver wide eyed. Any friendliness from before is gone. He looks at her like she's a completely different person.*

*... something in Chase seems to snap.*

You fuckin' doubting me?? What, would he use a gun?? Brass knuckles?! A knife?!?! Bare hands??? I can disarm that shit EASILY. I grew up where people died every day from each other, not some fucking priss-ass mansion where the spoiled old man doesn't have any REAL experience in fighting. Pull a gun? Stick the bullet in his brain. Brass knuckles?? You break his wrist first. Knife??? Two play at that game. And fucking what then, bare hands? I will bite his fucking fingers off like a CARROT!!!!