#◜ ⁺﹟ 𝗯𝗶𝗺'𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀.⠀ ⊰❂⊱ ◞

[caninempathy]

“ throats  get  slit  in  this  neck  of  the  woods. ” — Anti

Warning: mentions of blood, death, and cannibalistic behaviors.

Bim almost smirked at the statement, the cannibal licking up the faintest trail of blood that went down his arms.

His tongue soon swiping over his blood stained teeth with a wide smile.

“More like throats get ripped out, but I don’t think that applies to you much does it?”

He snickered, almost feeling the darkened eyes show the faintest of curiosity as he finished up his kills. His body had almost a subtle steam coming from it, the heat coming off of him almost becoming too much for the cool air.

[caninempathy]

Bim almost wanted to ignore the words he was hearing, yet he never truly could. Wilford always had been one of the few people he always knew he could have in his corner.

So when he heard Wilford wanting to actually help him, a true smile rose to his lips and the rarest form of thankfulness and softened excitement filled his eyes.

“Thanks Wil, I’m forever in your debt.”

@caninempathy - Continued from here

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Wilford knew there was a show upcoming. Normally he would have a say in who gets hired, but his own work contract means he can't be involved in hiring processes that include someone he knows. All he could do was wait in the lobby until Bim bounced out with the good news.

Or... slumped out with the bad news.

"Hey, hey, no..." Wilford placed a hand on Bim's shoulder. "Don't try an' put it that way. I wanted you ta get this job." It wasn't his place to try and persuade the interview panel, but there were other things he could do. "I'm gonna help ya get more work experience. We're gonna make 'em regret not hirin' ya on th' spot."

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❛  how  are  you ,   my  darling ?  ❜ Said over a sweet smile with a vibrant gaze.

@merrick-of-violet

He tended hearing the nickname, almost glaring at them within a moment.

“Don’t call me that, you know my name so use it.”

He snapped, his tense gaze taking over before he finally made himself realize what he was doing. He sighed sharply and shook his head.

“Sorry, that…. What you called me has some bad attachments for me.”

He looked away as he crossed his arms, the guilt taking over. “I am okay though… how’re you?”

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❛   read .   silently  read  a  book  alongside  my  muse .

@merrick-of-violet

Bim rarely read, he genuine despised it. The only time he chose to was when it came towards scripts.

His eyes scanned over the text with a softened huff, soon looking towards the person next to him.

“How do you find this fun? I barely can read a script without wanting to turn my brain to mush in annoyance.”

He blinked, almost furrowing his brows towards her as he awaited an answer.

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Merrick stands before Bim with her arms crossed, eyeing him up and down (way up since he's a foot taller than her). A playful smile is on her face as she tilts her head to the side.

"You know, I haven't climbed a tree since my youth. Now, I have the sudden urge to...for some reason."

((I'm so sorry 🤣))

@merrick-of-violet

He looked towards her with pure squinted eyes, his arms crossed over his chest. He didn’t want to admit how smooth the words were, but he felt amusement fill his eyes in ways he didn’t know it could.

“This tree is too big and too nippy for you darlin, but cute you think you could get that high.”

[caninempathy]

Bim UR very MUCH a bottom. srry.

He very much just blinks before perking a brow. “I’d love to see someone try and top me… you’d have better luck with pipsqueak.”

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❝ what makes me happy…is you. ❞ — Anti & Bim

Bim felt his smile grow, soon carefully sitting and pulling Anti into his lap as he wrapped his arms around him.

“And what makes me happy is knowing you are as well my darlin.”

The cannibal’s grin held a genuine softness to it before soon grabbing the cowboy hat off of his head and simply putting it on anti’s with the softest chuckle escaping his lips at the sight.

“Adorable baby boy.”

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❝ that’s funny. i haven’t heard much about you. ❞  (bim?)

Bim shrugged his shoulders at their words, the thin smile barely growing for a moment. He wasn’t entirely surprised. He hadn’t had any proper work in the last few months and it simply wasn’t much he could do besides doing what wilford was helping him to learn.

“Anything else?”

His accent came out thick, the annoyance on his face definitely not being hidden as he looked towards them. His brow soon perking up almost waiting for their response.

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❛  boy ,   you  were  some  mess  last  night .  ❜

((Sorry for the spam but grumpy cannibal tree man is becoming one of my faves lol))

Bim had a hangover from hell, his annoyed eyes keeping to yancy almost in confusion.

“What do you mean a mess? What happened last night?”

He couldn’t entirely comprehend it all due to the fact he probably blacked out for most the evening.

Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to try such high proof things around a bunch of equally as bad influences around him.

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(     move     )  :          for     sender     to     move     receiver     out     of     harms     way

Bim almost stumbled even worse when he felt himself be moved, soon looking towards Yancy with partially annoyed eyes. Though he did let his expression change as he watched cars barrel pass where he once stood.

‘Well that’s one way to go today.’

He thought, standing up completely as he dusted himself off.

“Thanks, guess my mind was too occupied to realize the light wasn’t green anymore.”

Even after so long he hadn’t entirely got used to the bustling life around him, quite annoying honestly.

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❛ I love ya, even if yer a monster. ❜ Wilford reaches his hand up that inch difference so he can pat Bim on the top of the head. Pat pat. (rosetintedgunman)

Bim almost spoke, but almost felt his mind be thrown off when he felt the soft pats against the top of his head.

He hasn’t… really received such touch before from many and if he had it was oh so long ago as a child. And even then it usually was done to him as a way to let his guards down just to hurt him.. so it felt oddly strange yet comforting.

He blinked. And blinked. And finally blinked again. For once a tiny grin appeared as his eyes met wilford’s.

“Thanks, love you too wil..”

He definitely wanted to ask for potentially more, but he had a reputation to uphold, he would survive.

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“you can keep a secret, can’t you?” I can't go back to prison, it was one mistake

Bim looked towards the boy with a perked brow, almost wanting to pretend it was some sort surprise that was on his face. He didn’t entirely care for the concept of secrets, but this one time could be an exception.

“Depends on the secret kid, what did you do?”

He had a feeling he knew exactly what he was about to be dealing with, and god he was hoping he was right.

“Can’t be that bad I hope.”

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“well, i guess that’s broken.” — @alwayshorrible

Bim looked towards the broken lamp, almost wanting to strangle the murderer himself if he didn’t make himself restrained. The faint shock taking to him before he made his smile stick to one of nervousness for the smallest moment.

His expression soon changing back to one of confidence, even if it was primarily fake for his own sake.

Yes he is the one who bumped into it.

And no he would not admit to it.

“Well let’s see, we’re moving around in the dark like a bunch of idiots..”

He glanced towards Murdock before letting the sharp sigh escape, his faint cravings already spiking before long. He didn’t entirely remember how he ended up interlaced in the situation, but hey he got a potential free meal out the deal.

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❝ i can’t believe you made me do this. ❞ (Oh hi Bim)

TW: gruesome themes, mentions of cannibalistic actions, blood, and gore.

Bim smirked and almost felt a dark expression take to his face, his hand soon moving and grabbing yancy by the throat. His hand had been caked in blood from what yancy had brought him to rid of. Soon backing him up till the murderer’s back hit the wall. He had been dealing and dismembering what Yancy needed him to hide, but that didn’t mean he would take blame for any of it.

“I didn’t do a damn thing, you are the idiot who decided to kill someone, you are the idiot who dragged them to me..”

He made sure to keep his stature straight and a harsh grip strong enough to make sure he wouldn’t be able to do much.

“I am not the one who committed the crimes, I’m just the one who gets rid of it.. remember your place pipsqueak.” He held a tone full of venom, his teeth running over his bloodstained teeth.

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You seem like you could use a little break, honey. Why don’t you and I go away for a few days? We’ll eat fresh catch and maybe bring down a deer if we’re feeling inspired. The tent might be a bit of a squeeze for such a towering specimen as you, but I think we can make cozy work for us. Are you game for a little adventure, Bim?

A little adventure?

That perked his interest in ways he didn’t know it could. He always did have small little soft spots for such moments, and this almost hit the little country boy hiding inside his cannibalistic mind.

“Oh my darlin… I’ll make sure we fit in that tent, even if we may have to cuddle up in a sleeping bag for good measure.” He muttered, soon sliding down his sunglasses and letting his soft smirk take over.

“Let me know when you want to go~ I couldn’t pass up on such a treat.”