princessnihilist777
CASTLES IN THE GRAVES
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Buffy X Spike 🪦🖤🥀
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start a collection of brine, because all you do is cry, wood ticks whisper to console you
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...𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔩𝔩 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔟𝔢 𝔭𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 ✭*.
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rot girl autumn
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𝔖𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔶 ℭ𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔫𝔰 𝔦𝔫 ℌ𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔯 𝔪𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔢𝔰
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AHASDBROFBDVSJ FINALLY!!! THE REQUEST I GOT!!!
Art the Clown sees his next victim (reader) and trying to make her uncomfortable only to get uno reversed so hard that he is doesn't know if he should kill her to end his misery or just swallow the pill and go fuck it and they become killer besties.
Art The Clown When Reader’s Weirdly Okay With Him
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Art found you eating alone in a diner one night, slinking over to your booth with his trash bag over his shoulder. He slumped down across from you, glaring into your soul with his mad eyes. You glanced up from your food, a grin meeting your face. His scowl soon became a broad smile too, eyes wide as he silently stared. You only grinned bigger yourself.
You and Art both smiled at each other in an intense silence for about a minute. If anyone else was there, they’d certainly be creeped out. You got the impression he was trying to make you uncomfortable, but two could play it that game.
“Cute bag. Where’d you get it?” You joked, nodding to the trash bag of weapons next to him. Art just kept on smiling, holding insane eye contact. “You’re kinda cute too, ya know? I like the black and white.”
He waved your compliments off bashfully, fanning his white face as if it was going red. You giggled and kept egging him on, teasing and playfully flirting. Art was surprised by your nice demeanour and lack of fear, feeling entertained by it. You were way more fun to be around compared to his past victims. Too bad you had to die. :(
When you finished your meal and paid, you bid farewell and left the diner, but Art followed like a dog. You glanced over your shoulder as you walked down the dark streets, grinning at him.
“Hey, you coming along?”
Art nodded enthusiastically, shuffling behind you with his trash bag. You could still tell he was trying to freak you out, but you weren’t there yet.
“Okay then. Let’s go!” The clown kept following you down the quiet streets, anyone passing looking disturbed at his appearance. “You’re a good guard dog. You keep the creeps away!”
Art tilted his head at your remark, eyeing you in a funny way. Why weren’t you scared? Couldn’t you tell he was a creep himself? It was beginning to grow annoying how nonchalant you were about him. This was getting old. Scream and cry already!
Art kept following you, and debated grabbing a hammer from his bag. Your back was turned and no one was around. A good whack would do you good right about now! But he refrained.
The killer kinda liked your voice. It’d be a shame to cut your vocal cords, and you had probably been the nicest and funniest person to him yet. He wasn’t used to the kindness.
Art grew pissed. You were annoying! Be afraid! He poked your side angrily and you squeaked.
“Hey! What?”
He glared and pouted. You tilted your head with a playful grin.
“What’s the matter, boy?”
Okay, as frustrating as you were, he had to keep you. Art didn’t know why, but you cooing at him almost like he was a pet… kinda did something for him.
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princessnihilist777 · 13 days ago
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YOU!!! THAT’S YOU!!!
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princessnihilist777 · 13 days ago
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The Family Values Tour | Backstage | 31.10.1998 | 📺
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