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[fox-buried-in-maple-leaves]

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There was no way to deny the shadow that followed him.

His shoulders wore a heavy cloak, one made of disappointments and all those he’d let down. It weighed him down, shielded him from the light. But he kept his head held high, blade slashed through flesh and bone.

The snow and ice bit into his cheeks but he paid it no mind, small arm trembled under the weight of the blade as heavy snow crunched underfoot. He would find what he had lost, he was determined to. The necklaces weighed heavy against his chest as he moved forward.

Nobody would stop him, nothing would stop him. Even as his eyes dimmed and his hands stained red.

Nothing except.

The burnt remains of an academy.

[moonkhao]

#leng has no filter™

[wanderlust-in-my-soul]

First Times

[nick-nellson]

KIDNAP | 1.02

[rayandgay]

I like you, Q. I like you too.

[enolezdrata]

lazy Boethra gif

[kexing]

How grubby you are.

[pharawee]

"You're scared of gunshots, aren't you?"

—KIDNAP THE SERIES · Episode 04

[khaotunq]

"You're the worst kidnapper I've ever met." Ohm Pawat as Min (Kidnap, coming Sept 2024)

[itsallaboutbl]

KIDNAP ลับ-จ้าง-รัก [OFFICIAL TRAILER]

[fox-buried-in-maple-leaves]

Blood

The man looked at himself in the mirror, lilac eyes reflected back at him. There were stories creatures like him couldn’t appear within the glass, stories he’d long since known were false. He sighed, picking up his brush on the counter. 

He began to run the brush through his long periwinkle hair, looking down at the wavy locks of hair. Ohm gave his hair enough of a brush he could separate the strands in three, setting the brush down on the counter once more. He easily braided his long hair, tying it off with a navy blue ribbon. 

Ohm turned the sink on, running his hands under the water. He then brought his hands up, smoothing his bangs with wet fingers. Lilac eyes flicked to the mirror and he paused, eyes widening at his reflection. 

His bangs coated in red, the water that dripped down his cheek was red. He looked down at his hands, fingers and hands stained in red. The doctor hesitated, quickly plunging his hands underneath the still running water to try and wash the blood off of his hands. 

He choked back a sound as the water just ran over the blood, the clear liquid did nothing to clean his hands. Ohm pulled back, reaching for the towel on the hook, patting his face clean, and then rubbing his bangs clean. His breathing became laboured as he shakily rubbed his hair between the black towel.

Ohm looked at the mirror again, stopping in his tracks. No blood. His hands were clean, his hair was clean, his face, the towel. The doctor wet his lips, looking down at his hands, he looked at his left one, back, front. Clean. He was clean. Ohm exhaled, he shook his head, put the towel back, then he turned off the sink.

Katsumi groaned as he woke up, he stared up at the partially covered sky above him. The sky was orange, and trees reached above him. The kitsune sat up, groaning at the pain in his ribcage. He held his ribs, looking around the mostly empty clearing. It was just him, his weapon, his bag nearby.

He looked down, pulling his hand away from his ribs quickly. His hands, the bandages that fully covered his hands were deeply stained in blood. Blue-green eyes searched his body, looking for any bloodied wounds, anything that said it was his blood on his hands.

But his heart sank when he couldn’t find any. 

“What did I do?”

Katsumi whispered to himself, looking at his hands, they were both stained in blood. It even stained down his arms, splatters covered every visible part of his gloves. His bracers were cleaned, but his gloves weren’t replaced. He swallowed thickly, pushing himself up on his knees, but he could only collapse.

He crawled towards his bag and weapon. He needed to find a stream, needed to find water. He couldn’t remember the night, he couldn’t remember what he’d done. He was afraid. “Masuyo.” He gasped out, shrugging the bag onto his shoulder. But Masuyo didn’t respond.

“Don’t want to explain yourself?”

Silence.

Katsumi sniffled, turning his head to listen for running water. His ears twitched, hearing something in the distance. He had to use a tree to help himself up, leaning against different trees to get himself towards the water. His thoughts ran a thousand miles a minute, what had he done? Who did he kill? It was too much blood, it was too fresh.

He didn’t want to sniff the air, what if he smelled the flesh?

He collapsed beside a stream, submerging his arms into the water. 

Lilliane woke from a nightmare, running her scarred fingers through her hair with a sigh. The smell of burning wood was still in her nose, but she did her best to ignore it as she stood up. Gus stirred in the bed on his side and she paused, waiting for him to settle down before she escaped to the bathroom.

She turned the bathroom light on, closing the door behind her. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, making a small face at herself. Her eyebags were particularly bad, but she ignored those too. They always were. 

The sniper turned the sink on, turning the water slightly above lukewarm. She looked around, grabbing one of Gus’ hairties from the counter. She didn’t know where hers were, his would work. She tied up her long brown hair in a ponytail, tucking her bangs behind her ears.

Lilliane leaned down, splashing water over her face with a deep sigh. She rubbed her face, cleaning it of the sweat and residual tears from her nightmare. It also cleared the smell of burnt wood from her nose. It was exactly what she needed. She flailed to the side, grabbing the hand towel and using it to pat her face dry.

Green eyes met her reflection and she screamed.

Blood covered her face and hands and the white hand towel. She dropped the towel in fear, taking a step away from herself. Lilliane looked down at the sink, the red gushing from the tap. Her back pressed against the wall, arms wrapping around herself as she could only stare. Utterly horrified.

The bathroom door was yanked open and Gus stared at her, concern clear in his eyes.

“B-Blood-”

He relaxed his shoulders, tugging his wife into his arms. Lilliane collapsed against his chest, clinging onto him. “It isn’t there.. It’s okay.”  He promised.

Alee slid the blade against the man’s neck, his body crumpling to the ground as blood sprayed out. Vesper stared at him, xyr eyes wide at the action he’d just taken. The fox sorcerer swallowed thickly, dropping his knife to the ground. 

He looked down at his hands, now covered in blood. Then he looked further down, his body was covered in blood, he was standing in blood. It was a lot more blood than he expected. He looked up at Vesper, fear visible on his face as the man on the ground twitched pathetically.

Vesper stepped forward, kicking the man’s gun away from him. “It’s okay- It’s-” Xe paused when Alee took a step away, gripping the alleyway wall, he couldn’t help but throw up. “Oh, babe.” Vesper quickened their pace, reaching up and pulling his hair back out of his face.

“What have I done? What have I done? What did I do?”

He threw up again and the mercenary grimaced, hushing him quietly. Once his stomach was emptied he wiped his mouth on his sleeve, only to whimper at the blood now on his face. Vesper dropped his hair and went for his knife, picking it up from beside the now dead body.

“Come on, we gotta wash you up.” He nodded to Vesper’s words, staring at his hands as xe led him back into the bar’s back door. “You were just protecting me, it’s okay.” Xe promised, bringing him to the employee bathroom.

Alee was sat on the edge of the toilet, tears in his eyes as he looked at his hands. Vesper wet the cloth from their apron with water, and then bent down to start wiping Alee’s hands clean. To some degree, the mercenary knew he didn’t have this type of blood on his hands. But his reaction surprised them.

It hurt xyr heart to hear his soft sobs.

[moonkhao]

#the worst™ kidnapper ever

KIDNAP | EP1

[wanderlust-in-my-soul]

I told you we can't do it now.

[thisautistic]

[rayandgay]

red blue thread of fate

[nick-nellson]

BAD BUDDY | 1.08