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materializes in the family guy death pose at ur feet HI happy new yr carsyn!!!! you are one of my dearest of friends and i am so very thankful to know you! and like, can u believe the boys got hang out irl this year that was crazy and fr one of the best parts of my entire year. TT__TT anyway i love u i love to hang out i love to be the comedy duo in a given horror game or truly any game like we will just be in situations like no other. and!! i am always so thrilled when u make ur reappearances back on this dumbass website bc i always love getting to write in the same place as u again... ur mind ur vision with everyone u pick up but like ofc we know saki best... and by god i respect the ability to put him in any au and by god i love to see him. saki is simply a delight and a bitch and our wife. i always know interactions w him are gonna be a little silly funny dramatic and i luv writing w u! mwah hope the new year is kind to u and brings all the good things!!

omg happy yaoi year kels!!! ^_^ truly i keep thinking abt how epic it was that we got to hang out and how we could do it again?! our annual horror nights experience..

uno reverse - i love u and i love to follow u into the trenches, even if i'm occasionally flighty. i love getting the chance to write with u and be ur chars' manic pixie dream boy every time. u put so much love and care into the characters u write and it always makes people so excited to write with u! u have so many good ideas and breathe life into characters that have little to no lore/information half of the time. it's the kelsey special. i am always thrilled to be involved in whatever ur doing and as always, ur the bestest.

let's continue to get silly in the new year

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i prommy i get back to writing soon. my chronic illness has gotten a lot worse lately and meds haven’t been helping as much as they used to so ive been rly sick… it’s not a big deal, i just haven’t felt up to a lot! but i still lurk ^_^

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merry xmas everypony 🎄

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BOTTOMS (2023) dir. Emma Seligman

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“That’s more like it,” Saki says, pleased with Emrys’s apology, no matter how meager it is. The fact that Emrys supplied it so readily is satisfying enough. He releases his hold on Emrys’s collar, giving him a teasing pat on the cheek. Saki watches Emrys lift his gaze, searching for the best choice of words to put Saki at ease. Maybe Emrys thinks that if he’s very good, then Saki will grant him whatever he likes.

“You shouldn’t have,” Saki agrees, lips quirking upward. This guy seems like an asshole, but he’s amusing if nothing else. Saki imagines that if he asked Emrys to kiss the top of his shoe, then he might. Truthfully, he thinks about it for a moment, then files the request into the back of his mind for a later date. He’ll see how this goes first. “Maybe start with the compliment next time.”

Thinking he’s charming, Emrys reaches out to grab Saki’s chin, tilting it up as if he’s a swooning girl or a dog. Saki knocks the hand away with a shove of his arm and a sigh. Emrys must be dense, because he’s really not getting it. Saki looks more displeased than truly angry, weary from Emrys’s lack of understanding. “I didn’t say that you could touch.”

A shudder goes down Emrys' spine as the other man pulls him down to his height, his gaze cool, almost cruel. Fuck, that's hot. "Sorry," he says automatically, apologizing with a readiness he rarely feels. He feels meek, almost, like he's rolling over and showing his throat.

Emrys swallows, then drags his eyes away from the exposed skin of the other man's chest and focuses instead on his face. There's a curious, almost cold expression on his face, as though he's waiting for the best way to make Emrys regret his words. If he's being honest, he doesn't regret anything so long as it keeps this guy's attention on him. "I shouldn't have stared. Or said that. You look really good."

He smiles as charmingly as he can and reaches out to tilt the other guy's chin up slightly. "Let me try again?"

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Saki picks at a stray thread on the sheets, averting his gaze as Emrys details how desperately he had tried to escape the past. Saki can’t blame Emrys; after all, he had fled to California at the first chance that he got. At the time, it seemed that the only way to combat the experience was to run. Even if he never made his peace with it, even if the nightmares followed him no matter where he went, at least he wouldn’t be anywhere near that fucking house. At least other people wouldn’t recognize him or know where his scars came from. At least they wouldn’t ask him questions about that day or how he survived. At least there would be some semblance of peace, as fabricated as it was.

“And how’s that going for you?” Saki asks, a cruel hint to his tone. He doesn’t mean to be so harsh with Emrys, but there’s a bitterness that’s been cultivated by years of feeling sorry for himself, and he doesn’t have the stomach to swallow it. Instead, Saki licks his lips and adds, “Is California everything you dreamed it would be?” He can’t imagine that it is. Saki thinks that it is probably like every other place that Emrys has visited, still just as nausea inducing as the one before. The change of scenery might have given him a good few weeks of forgetting, but the past probably started eating at him soon after, never satisfied by the chunks it’s already taken out of them.

Emrys lifts Saki’s palm to press his lips to it and Saki looks at him helplessly, unsure if he wants to cup his hand to Emrys’s cheek or scratch at him until he lets go. It was always complicated between them, but now it’s different. Worse. Saki pulls his hand from Emrys’s grip and places it in his lap gently, curling his fingers inward, trapping Emrys’s kiss in his hold. “But were you hoping to find me? Be honest.”

Saki feels Emrys’s arm slide around his waist, strong and sure, and then a kiss dropped onto his bare shoulder, where his shirt has fallen low to expose the pale skin there. His skin crawls. He wants to lean into the small comfort of Emrys’s hold. He wants to push him away as hard as he can manage, until Emrys never comes back. Saki doesn’t do either; he sits there quietly, permitting Emrys’s gentle affections. “What was there to think about?” Saki asks, cruel once more, digging his fingernails into his palm. “We hooked up once. We were hardly close.” If Saki is callous enough, perhaps Emrys will grow sick of him and leave on his own, making Saki’s decision for him.

He didn't mean to follow Saki to California. He'd stayed in school for as long as he could, but his grades went steadily downhill and he woke almost every night from nightmares. He dropped out and moved east, as far away as possible from everything else.

It didn't work. The nightmares kept up.

He fled to California in the hopes that a change of scenery would make him less miserable.

"I wanted not to know anyone. I've been..." Emrys trails off, rubbing the back of his neck. "I've been doing really bad. I just wanted to be somewhere where no one would know anything about what happened." He hadn't meant to find Saki, really. He'd known that he was in California with his family, but he didn't think they'd run into each other. It's a big state.

Emrys kisses Saki's palm, a gesture far too intimate for what they are to each other. He's under no illusions about them having any sort of grand romance, but now that they've reconnected he can't stop touching him. "I wasn't trying to find you specifically or anything, promise."

If he was a better person, maybe he'd offer to leave Saki alone, give him as much space as he needed. Instead, he fits his hand around the curve of Saki's waist and dips his head down to kiss his bare shoulder. "I thought about you a lot."

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@lifesver said: [ ARMED ]  sender brandishes a  knife  at receiver  +  ❛ after all this time. and it was so easy.  ❜ / if u wish to scrap w him. mb cornered saki somewhere. 

There is a part of Saki that suspects that Leland left his bindings just loose enough for Saki to manage an escape, but he can’t afford to think about that right now. Saki shucks the frayed rope to the floor and scrambles to his feet, dirt catching under his fingernails as he pushes off of the ground. He’s been here once before, so he has a faint memory of the layout of the Sawyers’ basement. Still, it’s been years, and Saki isn’t feeling terribly confident about navigating his way towards an sufficient exit. That doesn’t stop him from shouldering the door open and hurrying down the dirt paths, wild-eyed and desperate.

He hears Leland before he sees him, a slow whistle echoing down the passageways as he shuffles closer to Saki, taking slow, easy steps. Not rushing, but stalking in the way that a predator might follow its prey, taking to the shadows to spring upon them at the most convenient moment. Saki rushes through a tool storage room, accidentally bumping a toolbox over in his haste and stumbling over its contents. When he looks up, Leland is in the doorway, smiling hungrily.

“After all this time.. and it was so easy,” Leland taunts with a laugh, stepping into the room to further close the distance between them. Saki reaches down for one of the fallen tools, his hand closing around a screwdriver as he takes a step backwards, attempting to keep Leland at bay.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Saki spits, gaze flitting around the room in search of an exit. Last time, he had had people to help him escape, Leland being one of them. This time, Saki is all alone, and Leland doesn’t seem willing to help any longer. “I thought you died,” Saki tells him angrily. “But I guess you decided to become one of them instead. Then again, it was always embarrassingly easy to get you to roll over.” Saki stares at Leland angrily, unwilling to back down. “Do they scratch you behind the ears and permit you treats every time you’re good for them? Fucking pathetic.”

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The party is relatively tame, for campus standards. There are fairy lights strung over the fraternity’s backyard, a circle of people surrounding what Saki presumes is someone doing a keg stand, and a questionable punch on the table propped up along the side of the building. Saki opts for one of the unopened beer bottles instead, not willing to take chances on a mysterious liquid mixed by a pregaming twenty-something year old. 

Saki had been properly invited to this party, but he never bothered seeking out the boy that had told him to show up after eight and ask for him by name. He was cute in the sort of boy-next-door way, but not really Saki’s type. In fact, most of the men that he manages a conversation with are disappointing. Saki shakes off someone’s elbow after a dance with them and retires to the corner, nursing another beer.

When Saki’s eyes scan the room, they catch on someone staring at him, gaze hungry. Saki raises his eyebrows and watches as the man crosses the room, pushing through various people, to reach him. The comment that the man exchanges in return of Saki’s barb makes Saki’s expression twist into one of displeasure. He thinks very briefly about dumping the remains of his beer over the man’s stupidly perfect hair. Instead, Saki forces himself to smile, pretending to be pleased by the attention. “Hi, Emrys,” Saki answers with faux cheer, his nails tapping against the beer bottle in annoyance. He reaches up and hooks his free hand in Emrys’s collar, tugging him down and asking ever so sweetly, “Would you like to give that another try?”

@edensflower: ❛ it’s very rude to stare. ❜ for emrys

This party is a total bust. Emrys had come here with a date, some girl who's name he's already forgotten, and is now floating aimlessly, a beer in his hand. He's made out with two people and got invited home with someone else already, but he's bored, and is really just going through the motions of being at the party. Or, at least he was, until he spotted the hottest guy he'd ever seen and he forgot about everything else. He's in the corner, holding a drink like it's personally offensive and looking utterly disinterested. Emrys can't look away. He's never wanted anyone's attention so badly. He's noticed, of course, and Emrys walks over as soon as the other man locks eyes with him. He sounds displeased when he finally speaks, but Emrys hardly cares. He swallows, his mouth dry as he stares at the man in front of him. He's seen a lot of hot people, has slept with a lot of hot people even, but he's never been so thoroughly floored by the sight of another person. The party around them seems to fade away; none of it seems to matter at all. He steps forward, leaning against the wall next to his new friend and letting his eyes drag over his chest one more time for good measure. "Maybe you shouldn't have dressed like that, if you didn't want me to stare." He grins and extends a hand to shake. "I'm Emrys."

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usfw blog at @sakussy lul

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this bts pic of anya taylor joy in last night in soho will always be sakicore in my cool and epic opinion

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@lifesver said: ❝ yeah, well, can’t escape the past. right? ❞ 

Saki wants to scream. It’s maddening, watching Leland toss back beers and talk about this situation like it was unavoidable. Like the only thing that any of them could do is return to that terrible, fucking house. Saki wants to sink his nails into Leland and tell the man every cruel thing that’s ever crossed his mind, but instead he tightens his hold on his drink and grits his teeth, at least until the others have dispersed from Leland’s living room.

Sitting on the barstool, legs crossed, Saki watches as Leland gathers up the bottles littering the counter. He’s still handsome, but ragged; he’s spent endless nights thinking about this moment, Saki’s sure. Saki makes no move to help Leland, only watches from his spot across the counter. “It’s weird, being together like this again after so long,” Saki says after a moment, waiting for Leland to respond with something that he can snap at. And Leland has always been eager to please, so he chuckles and says, “Yeah, well. Can’t escape the past, right?”

Saki sinks his teeth into that comment like he’s trying to draw blood. “That’s bullshit,” he tells Leland bluntly. “Maybe you can’t escape it, because you refuse to leave this shithole town, but I can. I did.” It’s not entirely true. Emrys followed him to California unknowingly, and the nightmares followed wherever he went. But he was far away from that house, and that’s what mattered. “This isn’t our problem anymore, Leland.”

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gazing lovingly at my saki refs commissioned from @solitarysurvival a while back  🔪

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@moldboy said: ❝ i never thought i’d see you again. ❞

When Saki left for California, he didn’t expect the trip to end up with him back on Emrys’s shitty mattress. Whatever had been between them, however briefly, was meant to be abandoned back in Texas. He followed his family back to California thinking that if he ran far enough, nothing from that place could follow him. Then, two years later, Saki walked into a random bar and found Emrys behind the counter, topping off someone’s martini with an olive. If Emrys hadn’t noticed him seconds later, Saki would have found another, much worse bar to spend his evening at.

Instead, Emrys hauled him into a booth and talked until Saki found himself back here, half-clothed on Emrys’s bed, knees pulled up to his chest. He rests his head on them, watching as Emrys runs a few fingers over the length of his thigh, awestruck. It isn’t the act that has Emrys amazed into silence, though; they’ve done that before. It’s the fact that Saki is here at all, he imagines.

“I never thought I’d see you again,” Emrys tells him, rustling the sheets as he reaches up to thumb at Saki’s cheek, marveling at the ability to do so. It should make Saki preen, the fact that Emrys is so subdued by the sight of him, but it just makes Saki feel nauseous. If Emrys has found Saki here, miles away, then what’s to say that worse won’t follow? 

“You weren’t supposed to,” Saki tells Emrys bluntly, reaching up to pull Emrys’s hand from his cheek. He watches Emrys quietly for a moment before asking, “Why California? You came here, out of all of the places that you could go. Why?”

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reblogging prompts in my likes so that i dont forget about them. sorry for cluttering ur dash

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PROMPTS FROM VARIOUS HORROR/SLASHER FILMS *  assorted dialogue from scary movies i will never watch tbh :)

did you really call the police?

there is no death.

i told the others. they didn't believe me. you're all doomed.

i just can't take no pleasure in killing.

i don't really believe in motives.

there's just some things you gotta do. don't mean you have to like it.

if i concentrate hard enough, i can move things.

you must renounce this power. you must give it up.

there is something horrible happening in my house.

do you remember the thing you said on our wedding night?

you're going to die up there.

i've been afraid of storms ever since i was a little kid.

they're opening that place again?

at least i'm not afraid of ghosts.

my bed was shaking. i can't get to sleep.

you listen to me, you little bitch.

you sick fucks. you've seen one too many movies.

come on! it's gonna be a fun trip!

oh, that gun's no good.

you're such a sucker for it.

i've never sensed anything like it.

they die better that way.

you still haven't told me your name.

i was the killer!

somebody's there!

what are you doing out in this mess?

that's the last goddamn hitchhiker i ever pick up.

if i have any more fun today, i don't think i'm gonna be able to take it!

i don't think any of you have any idea of just how nasty what you did really was.

the devil exists. god exists. and for us, as people, our very destiny hinges upon which one we elect to follow.

you're doomed! you're all doomed!

what's your favorite scary movie?

shut your mouth!

hold me. please hold me.

you damn fool! you ruined the door!

i was at the slaughterhouse.

a second body was found in a ditch near the perimeter of the cemetery.

there's no need to do that.

what's that stench?

you're not even going to reprimand them? no punishment?

please help me!

you can't just let them kill me!

you never paid any attention!

i'll do anything!

sin never dies.

oh, that's blood all right.

you have a lot of spirits in here, but there is one i'm most worried about because it is so hateful.

are you alone in the house?

what an excellent day for an exorcism.

it knows what scares you. it has from the very beginning. don't give it any help, it knows too much already.

the power of christ compels you.

there's someone in this fucking room!

next time i catch anybody over there, i'm gonna have to run them in.

they're all gonna laugh at you!

we keep everything locked in here. feel free to look around.

hear that?

i'm the devil. now kindly undo these straps.

is there someone inside you?

don't go anywhere.

talk louder, i can't hear you!

you already cut me too deep! i think i'm dying here!

you fuckin' hit me with the phone, dick!

oh my god, i thought you were dead.

we all go a little mad sometimes.

this is the moment where the supposedly dead killer comes back to life for one last scare.

don't call me that!

you wanna get us killed!

come on, there's something you're not telling me.

you'll never come back again.

wanna see my trick shot? it's even better.

his body was never recovered from the lake after he drowned.

help me tie this around my waist.

you've never done this before.

when you hear it, you're gonna think we're insane.

it did that to your face?

everything you see in here is either haunted, cursed, or has been used in some kind of ritualistic practice.

watch it, you stupid shit.

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PROMPTS FROM HITCHCOCK FILMS, PART I *  assorted dialogue from movies directed by alfred hitchcock

you'll never get rid of me again.

are you coming to my party tomorrow?

you know what i was just thinking?

i'm asking you to marry me.

why are they doing this?

i loathe you. you have no manners. you're arrogant and conceited.

i've been calling all morning.

i've been thinking of nothing else since it happened.

let me remind you that even the most unworthy of us has a right to life and the pursuit of happiness.

doesn't this make you feel awful?

we are protected by the enormity of your stupidity, for a time.

i may be old-fashioned, but i thought murder was against the law.

don't worry. i'm not going to shoot you.

i think you're the cause of all of this. i think you're evil.

remember, you will only have time for just one shot.

i still think it would be wonderful to have a man love you so much he'd kill for you.

i want you to get rid of all these things.

if that happened, we wouldn't stand a chance!

now why would you want to go and do that for?

will you come in, please? i wish to talk to you.

this is a very strange love affair.

you had no trouble, of course, with the police once they verified your alibi?

it was just an accident.

i do hope you've forgotten about that silly little plan of yours.

i certainly admire people who do things.

my theory is that everyone is a potential murderer.

come see my painting.

it doesn't hurt to be kind.

when's the wedding?

happiness is something i know nothing about.

how did you get him to do it?

say it again. it keeps me awake.

why do you hate me? what have i done to you that you should ever hate me so?

why didn't you call the police?

hell, maybe we're all getting a little carried away with this.

i think it would be a wonderful idea!

i love you more than anything in the world.

i don't want to know! i don't want to know!

would you please get out of here and leave me alone?

i don't think you know what you want.

there are moments in life when we all need a little help.

there i go again. too friendly. it always happens - i meet somebody who i like and admire and i open my mouth too much.

don't ever leave me.

it's the end of the world.

i want to go through life jumping into fountains naked.

a man doesn't tell a woman what to do. she tells herself.

look, i'll make it easy for you.

this chicken took longer than i expected.

an old friend is never an extra guest.

do you think the dead come back and watch the living?

i've opened a window for you. a little air will do you good.

you've nothing to live for really, have you?

i can't forget what it's done to you.

no one will know.

don't you trust me?

are we about to have our monthly fight?

what about the letter you wrote me? is that a lie, too?

i told you what happened.

would you mind waiting?

in case you're interested, i was pushed into that fountain.

i'd like to see you.

what's the matter? is something wrong out here?

we're fighting a war.

i wish i were a stronger person.

i'd love to be able to sleep.

close that door, quickly.

i suppose i'm old fashioned.

i think we're in trouble.

you like me, huh?

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 @moldboy said: “ okay, could you relax, because you’re not helping. ”

Saki gnashes his teeth at the remark, irritation prickling like a bad headache. If he weren’t so sore or so bruised, he might kick Emrys, just to watch him look stung. Instead, Saki glares at the back of Emrys’s head as the other man fiddles with a silver-doored barricade until it finally relents and gives way, clearing a path for the two of them. Emrys moves to crawl through it, but Saki catches him by the back of his shirt, fist curling into the fabric to keep Emrys in place. 

He’s gnawing at his bottom lip when he admits, “I’m scared, Emrys.” Saki regrets it almost immediately, but forces himself to stomach the nauseating taste of his own vulnerability. It’s not as if Emrys will make fun of him; they’re all afraid. Hell, Emrys will probably preen at the idea of Saki trembling against him. Not that Saki trembles. No, the fear has made him angry, and not much else.

“Fine, it’s cruel of me to talk about how they… they butchered Maria or whatever,” Saki huffs, not loosening his hold on Emrys’s shirt, “but we both know what happened here. And I don’t want to end up like her.”