#𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

[johnnysslaughter]

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[johnnysslaughter]

don't watch. it makes johnny scoff, then, all too casually. not directed at what it was & it's experience, but at the idea that it hadn't watched a horror movie. it had all of this theater space -- presumably, with plenty of rolls of film -- & not one was watched? johnny's brow raises & his arms cross, idly, putting his weight onto one foot over the other.

❛ got all this space, got a workin' cinema, & y' don't watch? ❜ johnny asks, trying to clarify. johnny's arms uncross, if just to put his hands in the air, some sort of defeat that takes him. ❛ lets change that one day, alright? 'm sure y' got a movie 'round here somewhere that y' might like to watch, ❜ johnny suggests, listening as the bones of the unknown crack & pop.

it doesn't phase him. johnny's eyes take in the jerk of an arm, like it was pointing, & johnny's eyes follow the direction. the horror. the horror. johnny had eyed the posters leading the way, noting some similarities where he could tell them -- & his footsteps followed, steady on the still - carpeted red rug, toward the stairs. johnny glances back to the unknown, giving a gesture to join him.

❛ y' seem like y' might like somethin' more classical, ❜ johnny comments, shaking his head. ❛ find it can inspire, ❜ not that the unknown needed it, of course. ❛ might end up givin' ya some ideas. for the poor souls who come across ya, scared, ❜ johnny wasn't one of them. one of those poor souls who was scared for what might happen next. no, he sought an odd sense of comfort & familiarity. he was all too comfortable, all too talkative, all too positive about the interaction. maybe, that was what made johnny scary, alone -- a human who didn't fear something unknown.

❛ & y' sure y' ain't been itchin' to watch anythin'? all these options ... can even fix up some of the machines -- popcorn, y'know, get those goin'. might make a nice treat, too. ❜

Whatever power had crafted the Unknown into its current form and had given it its unsettling, horrifying presence seemed wholly unequipped to deal with someone that completely didn't care. He even seemed amused by the way the Unknown shuddered and spoke, the uncertain twitching, the way its entire body would shiver. Worse, yet, the man before it offered, what, assistance? Help? What sort of help could it possibly ever need? These questions, this confusion, to be so wholly knocked from its gave it as close to a headache as it could possibly ever get. It didn't understand. It didn't know.

" . . .Don'T WAtCH. "

It rarely ever could venture into the theater to watch movies, though it recalls a time in which it attacked the attendant standing at the film reel. It remembers a sudden, sharp cry that rang out, silenced within seconds. It remembers the grumbling from the theater below as a shadow, briefly, covered the projector lens. It remembers, then, turning its gaze out and watching the film play out. Something about a creature in the woods. Something dark and evil. A fictional threat. The Unknown wasn't fictional. There's a soft growl as its head twitches, its neck spasms. Its bones pop as its arm suddenly jerks outward. It seemed to be gesturing towards the stairs, perfectly visible from the front of the theater.

" HoRRor. ThE HORror. "

Emblazoned on the walls were posters pulled from the memories of survivors, from killers and the Unknown alike. They spanned decades, but no matter the year they shared on thing in common: They were all horror movies. Where the Unknown pointed was to the projector room. Shelves full of old films. Horror films. Movies.

[amournoir]

𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

pairing: sarah cameron x f!reader

count: 3.6k

warning: smut [boob play, scissoring, toys, oral receiving & giving, language?]

author’s note: continuation of ‘firsts’, idk where this is going so we’ll see. have fun reading & remember this is 21+! 💋

It had been a week since you last saw Sarah and almost two weeks since you two had been in the same room alone. It wasn’t as though you were ignoring her, she just became busy with the pogues which brought us to today. Sarah had invited you and Kiara over for a girls night. You didn’t suspect anything aside from the usual gossip, skincare, mani/pedis, etc. that took place at every girls night. Except this would be the first time you hung out with Kiara alone. She was always wrapped up in the guys or some ‘save the planet’ shit so you only saw her in passing, never private. 

After you finished packing your bag, you grabbed your silk pajamas and towel then headed for the shower. During sleepovers, you and Sarah normally took showers at the house but you didn’t know if the norm for you and Sarah would be the same with Kiara included. Once you had unbraided your hair, you hopped in your shower and let the hot water relax you. Twenty minutes later and you were out, drying yourself then oiling then dressing. You pulled your freshly washed hair in a bun, no need to dry since it did so by itself. With your bag fully packed and you clean, you slipped on your uggs slippers and grabbed your phone as you headed downstairs. 

Your mom waited in the car as you double checked everything and then you two were off. It took less than ten minutes to get to her house but you refused to walk or heaven forbid, bike there— in your pajamas. Your mom waved at you goodbye and you returned it, turning around to knock rapidly on the front door. A minute or two later, Rafe opened up with a confused look. 

“Hey Y/N. Why are you here?” 

You furrowed your brows, “The sleepover, what else?” 

“Sarah didn’t tell you?” 

“Tell me what?” 

He scratched the back of his neck as he often does when he’s uncomfortable. “She and Kiara had some sort of fight so she canceled.” 

Before I could say anything, he quickly added, “But you’re her best friend so I doubt she’d cancel on you.” 

I looked up in the direction of the stairs and pointed. “Can I go up and check?” 

“Yeah, yeah sure.” He closed the front door and locked it. 

Before he could walk away, I asked, “If it is, could you drop me home?” 

“Of course Y/N.” He smiled and walked away to some other part of the house as I headed up the stairs. 

When I got closer to her room, it was the very last one in the long hallway, I could hear music. Her door was closed but the music drowned out the sound of me opening it. I leaned against the frame as I watched her bob her head around with her headphones in. I stood there for a minute or more then decided to interrupt. I waved my hand in front of me and that’s when her head perked up. 

“Y/N! You’re here!” She exclaimed, taking out one earbud. 

“Yeah but I probably shouldn’t be. Apparently tonight is canceled?” I asked with a raised brow. 

“Oh that. Yeah, kinda.” This was unlike her, she always had an explanation. 

I crossed my hands over my chest and waited. She stared at me, sighed then removed the other earbud and turned her phone off. She fixed her posture and sat crisscrossed, patting the space in front of her on the bed. I closed the door behind me, dropping my bag on the floor near the foot of the bed then sat down with one leg dangling off the edge. 

Sarah explained that it was meant to be a girls night but she and Kiara got into an argument, as Rafe had mentioned. Apparently Kiara didn’t want me to hangout with the guys because, in her words, ‘one kook is enough’. That didn’t make any sense considering she was a kook as well but that was the argument. Sarah pointed out that we had been friends since childhood and I knew the guys, there wasn’t a reason why I couldn’t hang out with all of them but Kiara didn’t want another kook. Sarah thought this sleepover would bring Kiara and I closer but the moment she found out, she refused to come, hence why Sarah canceled it. 

I was aware that Kiara wasn’t a fan of me but she had no reason why. She didn’t know me, only knew of me from others. The thing that bothered me the most was her calling me a kook as if she was a pogue. Anyways, there was no love lost. I just knew I had to steer clear of her, I couldn’t force the girl to be my friend but I was hoping to be cordial though.  

“Don’t worry about her Y/N. I spoke to the guys and they’re down to hang without Kie.” Sarah assured me. 

I let out a soft scoff, “Pope would never, maybe JJ or John B sometimes.” 

“Yeah, he’ll be hard to convince but whatever. It’s girls night so what do you say about spending it without her?” 

I shrugged and said, “I’m cool with it. More fun for us!” 

“Rightttt…speaking of fun…” Sarah trailed off. 

“Oh no.” 

“I haven’t said anything yet!” 

“Sarah, whenever you start dragging your words, you have something planned.” 

She huffed, “Guilty.” She added quickly with a smirk, “Butttt, I promise you’ll like it.” 

“What is it?” 

Her face broke out in a wide grin, “Promise to keep an open mind?” 

“Now I’m nervous.” 

“No, don’t be! It’s fun!” 

I let out a small chuckle, “So then tell me, what is it?” 

“First close your eyes and remain seated.” 

And just like that my smile went away. What on earth could she possibly be up to this time?! I knew I wouldn’t get any answers out of her so I agreed and closed my eyes. She got off the bed, walked toward her closet or was it her bathroom? I couldn’t tell but before she returned to the bed, she went to her door and locked it. I could hear her footsteps coming back towards me then the bed dipped and she sat in front of me. 

“Okay now open.” 

I opened one eye at a time but nothing in the room looked different. There was a box in front of me however, it was just a medium sized black delivery package. I stared at it then looked up at her then down at the box again. Was it an animal? Drugs? Expensive alcohol to hide from Rafe and Ward? 

“It’s a box. I don’t get it.” 

She smiled and slowly opened it. There were three smaller packages inside, also in black but they had different shapes. One by one, Sarah carefully unwrapped them as she paid close attention to my reaction. At first I furrowed my brows in confusion but the second it hit me, I gasped then stared in surprise and curiosity. 

“Tell me you didn’t.” 

“I did. Y/N I so did!” 

“Does anyone know?” 

“Nope. I’ve been watching the mailman like a hawk the past week.” 

“Where’d you even get them?” 

“Online. They have a return policy in case I don’t like it.” 

“Do you?” 

“I dunno. I haven’t tried it yet.” 

I raised one brow and asked, “Will you?” 

“Yeah…” She started then continued, “…if you try it with me.” 

I accidentally let out a laugh, “Sarah I’ve never used them!” 

“So let’s do it together! What are best friends for?” 

“I don’t think normal best friends share sex toys.” 

“Well that’s because they’re boring. Besides I like playing with you, we shared toys when we were younger.” 

I fully let out a laugh, “Sarah, barbie dolls and dildos aren’t the same thing!” 

“So you don’t want to?” She pouted slightly. 

“I didn’t say that but…I might be convinced into it.” 

Sarah smirked and before I knew what was happening, she unbuttoned her pajama top slowly. She shrugged it off her shoulders and sat there, staring at me. She had nothing underneath so for a while, we both sat in silence as I ogled at her boobs. Slowly, she cupped both breasts in her hands and rubbed them against each other. Her fingers brushed over her nipples and a faint moan left her lips. 

I licked my own and looked up at her, all she did was nod. Without a word spoken between us, I reached forward and fondled them in my hands. They were so full and warm. I bounced them around, enjoying watching them sway in different directions. I lowered my head and took one boob in my mouth, it tasted just how I remembered it. I was too greedy though, I wanted the other in my mouth as well so I tried stuffing them. This made Sarah moan. I suckled on them like a baby, eyes fully closed as I immersed myself fully into it. 

After a while, I pulled away and looked down at them. They were red with bite marks and saliva all over, I felt quite proud. I quickly reached down my own shirt and pulled it over my head, leaving my naked chest exposed to her. As if we were thinking the same thing, we both grinded our chests against each other. Her wet sticky boobs rubbed against mine, the body heat turning us on even more. We pulled apart and wordlessly, stood up and took our pajama bottoms off along with the underwear. 

I got back on the bed and spread my legs apart, Sarah sat in front of me and widened her legs as well. She spit into her hand and wiped it on my cunt then on her own. She inched closer until I could feel her cunt against mine, she looked at me as though to ask for permission and I nodded my head. The moment our pussies touched, I let out a moan. We were both very warm and wet. I lowered my head slightly and spit in between us. Sarah moved her hips first then I followed, we continued until we reached a good pace. 

The squelching noises of our pussies rubbing against each other was doing it for me. I grinded even harder against her, our boobs practically slapping each other but we didn’t care. We just wanted to reach our high regardless of the lewd noises. This went on for a bit until suddenly she shook. I saw this as my opportunity to take charge so I did. I easily pushed her down until she was laying flat on the bed on her back then I swung my leg over and adjusted myself. I lifted her leg up and held onto it for support as I rode her pussy. 

Sarah could do nothing but lay down and take it, she reached up to slap my ass but otherwise, she praised me to go on. I no longer cared for her needs, I just wanted to cum. I was determined to ride her until I got my fill and even more after. I could feel myself tensing up and right on time, she shook again. Mere moments later, she squirted right on my pussy and I came on hers. In the heat of the moment, I licked up her leg, kissing and sucking different spots. 

“Fuck Y/N, that was so hot!” She exclaimed, a wide grin on her face. 

“Right? Shit that squirt made me cum more.” 

“You like that baby? You like when I squirt on you?” 

“So fucking much.” I bit my lip as I peered over at the toys. “How about I do it again?” 

Sarah smiled and gave my ass a light tap. I got off of her as she reached for a light purple, almost lavender, two-sided dildo. She sat up and looked at me then placed the toy over my lips. I obeyed immediately and opened my mouth, making sure to stick out my tongue. She inserted the dildo slowly then pushed it to the back of my throat, pulled it out and did it again. I had a gag reflex so each time I would gag on it then cough. She kept repeating it several times until I no longer coughed but still gagged. 

“Aww you look so pretty baby. Taking all that purple cock in your throat.” She cooed. 

I couldn’t respond so I just nodded. 

“Can’t speak? Too busy choking on my cock?” 

My eyes started to water, she was going a bit rougher now. Saliva was dripping down my chin. 

“What a pretty whore. She likes cocks and tribbing and boobs. Do you want me to fuck your mouth?” 

I nodded quickly as my pussy clenched on thin air from her words. I was a good whore for her. I liked being fucked with a purple dildo. I liked stuffing her boobs in my mouth. Yes, I was a whore for Sarah Cameron. 

“Okay baby but first I want you to beg for it.” Sarah replied as she pulled the whole dildo out. 

I gasped at the fresh air, my eyes already blurry. “Please mommy, fuck my mouth. I promise to be a good girl for you.” 

“Mm that’s a nice start but I want more.” 

“I’ll let you fuck both holes mommy but now I just wanna suck.” 

Sarah smiled and bit her lip excitedly. She tapped my mouth again and I opened once more. I was sitting on my knees but I leaned forward in excitement. With my boobs dangling about, Sarah shoved the dildo deeper into my throat and used her free hand to pinch my nipples. She slapped them around and commanded ‘bounce’ so I did. I made my tits bounce around for her as I choked on the cock. I felt very whore-like and I actually liked it. 

Before I got too into it, she immediately pulled it out and simply said ‘bend over’ which I did as well. On all fours, I stared at the floor length mirror in front of me and saw my reflection. Sarah had situated herself behind me, rubbing my cunt as I waited with legs wide open for her. She spit on my ass and it dripped down to my pussy, my body instinctively clenched and she chuckled. 

Sarah rubbed one of the heads of the dildo against my cunt then slowly inserted it. I had never had anything inside me so the feeling was very odd and uncomfortable as hell. I let out slow deep breaths and Sarah soothed my back. She went very slowly, only continuing when I would nod. Minutes later, I was relaxed and my pussy ached for more. I wiggled my ass a bit and she smiled, gave it a slap then pushed the dildo deeper. 

She would push it in then out then twist it back in and so on. This went on for a while until I was seconds away from coming but she’d stop. Each time she’d deny me release, I’d whine and she would push it back in again. The edging was beautifully painful. 

“For a first timer, you’re taking this cock so well baby.” 

“Please let me cum.” 

“Only if I fuck that thick ass too.” 

I lowered my chest to the bed and raised my ass up, “Fuck me mommy.” 

“Mm just like that baby. Keep that ass up for me.” 

I waited until I felt the other head of the dildo enter. Somehow it was less uncomfortable than my pussy. I nodded and she pushed more of the length inside. Now both of my holes were filled and the thought just drove me wild. Sarah used both hands to fuck me, one fucked my pussy and the other my ass. I was nothing but a moaning mess, begging for more. 

The sight of myself from the mirror was what made me squirt so much, it didn’t just hit the bed but also her chest. She laughed and fucked me even faster, I didn’t think I could cum again but I did. She removed the one in my ass and I thought my turn was done but instead she stuck her tongue in and licked whilst shoving the dildo deeper in my pussy. She spat into my ass and on my cunt as she kept on mercilessly drilling that dildo deeper and faster. I let out a loud scream as my entire body shook, went limp for a few seconds, then came on the cock. She pulled it out too fast, I moaned at its exit but her mouth was on my pussy to suck my cum. She ate me out for a moment then pressed a kiss and pulled away. 

“Holy shit Y/N! It was like a freaking waterfall.” She sat back on the bed and licked her lips. “Tasty though.” 

I laid on my stomach for a few minutes without saying a word then turned around and sat up. “Careful, fuck me like that again and you’ll ruin me.” 

“That’s the plan baby. You’re all mine.” She smiled and spread her legs apart, patting on her cunt. “Now fuck mommy too.” 

I took the dildo from her hand and asked, “Is it your first time too?” 

She nodded, “Yeah so please gentle first.” 

“I promise…” I started then finished, “…to ruin you too.” 

Before she could respond, I spread her pussy lips open then with a mouthful of saliva, I spit into the hole. I put the dildo inside slowly but it went in quite easily thanks to my spit in her pussy. I looked at her and she smiled so I pushed deeper a bit then pulled out. I pushed it in again and went deeper, I kept repeating these actions whilst spitting to keep her wet. Her pussy was so greedy, it happily swallowed the cock deeper. 

I now started to fuck her with it, slowly at first but when she begged for faster, I was unforgiving. I pounded that silicone purple cock into her wet needy pink walled pussy until she moaned endlessly for me. I put the other end in my mouth and fucked her that way instead, I bobbed my head faster and faster, equally fucking her and me. I was choking on it but I couldn’t stop, the sight of her cum dripping down the cock spurred me on. I sucked and fucked with all my strength but before I could move, she accidentally squirted and it got on my face. 

I pulled my mouth away with a loud gasp but I wasn't ready to end it yet. With half the dildo still inside Sarah, I got up and squatted as I slowly lowered myself onto the other half. She was propped against the pillows whilst I was now sitting on top of her, the two-sided dildo in both of us. I grabbed my own boobs and played with them as I rode her. I switched between grinding on the cock and bouncing on it, Sarah encouraged me, telling me how pretty I looked fucking her. We continued fucking each other for a long while, i simply enjoyed the feeling of a cock inside me so I prolonged it. Sarah and I each came twice but I kept riding and she begged for me to stop. 

“No, I want to keep riding.” 

“Please! I can’t cum anymore Y/N.” 

“But I like seeing you filled to the brim.” 

“Fuck Y/N, don’t say that.” 

“You like that? Wanna hear me say how full you look? How your hole is stuffed and your cunt is covered with our cum?” 

“Keep going, I’ll cum again.” 

“That’s it mommy. Cum on my pretty pussy. Look at your big tits bouncing around.” 

“Please keep going.” 

I reached down and gathered a bit of the cum then wiped it on her lips. I lowered my head and kissed her, my hips grinding forcefully against hers. She was quick to suck my bottom lip in so we tongued each other. Our boobs were slipping and sliding around, our cunts were squelching, it was all so hot. She came again and moaned into my mouth, we both cummed against each other but we also squirted. I pulled away and continued to ride slowly until I was satisfied and came to a stop. 

I lifted myself off of her and removed the dildo. I looked at Sarah with a satisfied smile. She pushed me back gently and brought her head to my cunt. With small kitten-like licks, she cleaned me up and sucked softly. I closed my eyes and slowly grinded on her lips, she continued until suddenly when I felt something else at my entrance. I opened my eyes and peered down to see her trying to fit her boob into my pussy. I chuckled and she quickly looked up at me, she reached me with a slow crawl. Sarah laid on top of me then placed her nipples on my mouth. 

“Be a good girl and clean mommy’s tits, they’re covered in your cum baby.” She instructed while holding onto her breasts. 

“Yes mommy, I love your boobs.” I said before sucking on one nipple then switching to the other. I continued doing this until Sarah was satisfied. 

We decided on getting cleaned up so while she changed her sheets, I went to her bathroom and started the shower. I came back and she was ready, we went to the shower together where we kissed once more and she inserted the dildo in me and sat on my lap as she rode it. All I could think of at the moment was thank goodness Kiara wasn’t here. I’d have missed out on fucking Sarah senseless and vice versa. Maybe Kiara just needed a good fuck too.

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[johnnysslaughter]

"you don't even know my name." -- @omniterror, julie.

the smile on his face doesn't falter -- it widens, grows from cheek - to - cheek. he puts on a FRONT, an ACT that hides all the gore & blood behind his back. unsuspecting, he makes himself play. like he has no idea, like he doesn't listen to the radio, like he doesn't have bodies on top of bodies piling up on his metaphoric hill. play it smart. this girl came lookin' for one of them, after all. he remembers from earlier, at the gas station. plans were already in place -- THEY HAD BEEN EXPECTED, SOMETIME OR ANOTHER.

❛ do i need to know y' name to know y' a pretty girl? caught my eye earlier, ❜ johnny asks, gaze hot & hazy, eyes that eye her up & down. he brings his beer up to take a drink from -- a beer after a long day in the texas heat & drayton's bitchin'. well earned, he'd say.

❛ didn't get to properly introduce myself earlier, baby, ❜ johnny begins, testing out the southern charm of a nickname, see how it tastes, see how she reacts. determines whether he should continue it. instead, he sets down his drink & reaches out to her, offering his hand for a handshake. ❛ it's johnny. my name, ❜ a pause before he continues. ❛ & a pretty baby like you? what's your name, huh, babydoll? ❜

[johnnysslaughter]

"how did you get this scar?" -- ty, @inxspacetime

❛ which'n? ❜ which one? the words sounded together in one whole, by speaking fast enough & slurred together off the tongue naturally, curiosity brewing. an eyebrow raises, as though waiting to pinpoint exactly which scar visible that ty wanted to know about. always seems to forget that the most unusual one he had was on his face -- to him, it was normal, like living & breathing, eating & sleeping. to another, it was a spectacle to look at. a soft oh! escapes when the other man gestures to his face -- the dull glass once in it twinges, but only as a ghost pain. remembrance of a former time, of a painful time.

johnny's head shakes side-to-side, instinctively. the corners of his lips naturally lift into some resemblance of a crooked smile -- teeth that shine halfway between half parted lips. his brow remains raised, piqued, gaze that falls before lifting to return to the other. johnny's finger absently moves to the scar, itching at it where it hits cheek.

❛ not gonna lie, i forget that one's there, ❜ that was a truth. johnny lets out a low chuckle, bears down from his chest. ❛ lets just say, my siblin's & i were too rowdy when we were younger, ❜ that was a lie. he knew how to hide it, though. ❛ we had a bad habit of gettin' into all sorts of trouble. livin' on a old farm, y'know, there's a lot of broken things everywhere. my sister decided she wanted to play with glass & i was just the unsuspectin' victim, ❜ & that was partially true, partially false. meant to sound a bit more nicer & prettier than what it actually was. ty didn't need to know the full truth, after all. it was easier that way.

❛ it don't hurt anymore. barely notice it anymore, ❜ johnny laughs, letting his fingers come down from his face. his shoulder rises & falls, laugh that spills like honey whiskey -- low, but sweetened, louder this time. ❛ least it don't mess up my pretty face, ❜ johnny adds -- acknowledging part of the deeper truth of such a statement. it still lures in the people he wants. he opts to move on, gesturing vaguely to his arms, where numerous scars lied, embedded. old & new, combined. ❛ & the rest of these scars? workin' on a farm & workin' on cars will do that to ya. treat it as kinda like a reward for hard work where y' can, y'know? ❜

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╰ ➤𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚙𝚘𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎, (𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜) 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 ๐·°(৹˃̵﹏˂̵৹)°·๐

ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ ᰔ♡⊹˚₊✮˚. ᵎᵎ 𖦹彡⋆｡˚

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[sexiibunni]

𝐍𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢 𝐥𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐄! 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 (𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐦) 🫦💋🫧💞🎀

#nickiminaj

#playtimeisover

#mixtape

#barbz

#sexydoll

[johnnysslaughter]

the decision was an easy one -- brute force to shut the damned girl up for once. it feels easier to think, easier to breathe, easier to exist without the gnawing banging of his head. the silence grows comforting. his eyes follow the pool of blood that forms under the girl's head, peering as chest rises & falls in breathing patterns, steady. knocked out cold. this one was going to be a toy for them to nip at until she was to be stew. she feels weightless when picked up over his shoulder. the blood pooling down his shirt feels disgusting.

❛ annoyin' piece of shit. really couldn't have shut her up or did ya want me to show ya how it's done? ❜ he teases, if to ignore the sensation down his back. he could feel his heart beating, rapidly, as the adrenaline kicks into gear, as it tries to slow down. if it was his choice, his catch? he'd have ripped this girl apart & ate her inside - out. tongue presses to his cheek. he gives a nod of acknowledgement to scout upon opening the first door for him, starting his steady walk. like the body over his shoulder was just a normal bag of potatoes to carry around, effortlessly. his walk only slows to allow her to catch up or move on to open the next set of doors.

❛ hope you & big boy remember me when y'all get bored, ❜ a pause, he lifts the body better onto his shoulder, as if referring to her. ❛ i don't mind gettin' thirds. i'd probably end up eatin' her if y'all don't. she bleeds pretty -- i don't doubt she tastes sweet, ❜ he laughs then. he always laughs about shit like this -- about people dying, about victims strung up, crying & wailing, only to be ate from. it paints a pretty picture. it fuels something in him -- soul & stomach, both.

❛ unless you might? i bet she'd taste good in some chili, ❜ on cue, johnny turns in a way where the girl's head hits the wood of an open doorframe. he laughs. that'll keep her asleep a little longer, anyways. ❛ all 'm sayin' is y' remember what i did here -- leave me some thirds. deal? ❜

she could see the wheels turning in his head like he wanted to say some snarky remark to her,but she didn't pay it any attention. her focus was on the whining girl next to her boots. she watches him watching the girl,nodding her head,green hues now glancing up at his face,a sly grin on her lips,❝ mhm,got caught up pretty bad,might get infected. ❞she pokes the girls ankle with her knife,leaning over and mocking her when she whimpers at the sting of the blade against her wound.

she continues watching him,finding it fascinating how he goes to somewhat normal,able to have a conversation to murderous within seconds. it's something she sort of admired about johnny and strives to be like. scout was anything but normal even before she met them,digging up graves,collecting roadkill,habits she still had even during her time with the slaughter's,which none of them minded.

eyes widened with delight as he smacks her,a giggle bubbling in her throat,clapping her hands,knife tucked into her shorts now,❝ atta boy,johnny. got her good. her screaming was starting to give me a headache. ❞she kicks the girl over,to make sure she's knocked out,the giddiness of it all taking over. she loved the thrill of the chase,the hunt - it never got old for her. eyes watch as he tosses the girl over his shoulder with no problem,if only she were that strong she wouldn't need his help. she does as she's told and opens the door for him,grinning all the while.

❝ oh,you know i will. but i'll let bubba have first dibs. this'll be entertaining for a few days. ❞

[reality-traveler]

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𝟐𝟐 𝐲𝐨, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 / 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡. 𝐢’𝐦 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡. 𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

𝐢 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐧. 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝.

𝐢’𝐦 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞.

𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥. 𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝.

𝐢 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦, 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡, 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟, 𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐲, 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭, 𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐦. 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲.

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[mrxakadan]

𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝟗𝟓 𝐌 𝐞𝐱𝐩 📈 #stonks ...not great by any means but this account is 8️⃣ months old and having to restart due to being kicked from my group, it's been an up and down adventure. Still loving the grind and well on my way to smash out 2K total. . . . #rebuild #achievement #dansgimp #grinding #scape #update #runelite #Jagex #osrscommunity #levelingup #levels #GIMPGRIND #GIMP #OSRS #runescape #streamer #twitchstream #streamingsoon #oldschoolrunescapemobile #oldschoolrunescape #runescapegains #groupironman #groupiron #ironmanmode #youtube #followformore (at Adelaide, South Australia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmQgOJvh3lo/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[sebsxphia]

.─── 𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘.

𝐧𝐞𝐰 .─── | 𝐩𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐞𝐚. | 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬. | 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬. | 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬. | 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞. | 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐱𝐞𝐬. | “𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩.” |

𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 .─── | 𝐫𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭 | 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐠𝐮𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 | 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐭 | 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 | 𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 | 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 | 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭 ‘𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐧’ 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 | 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 | 𝐣𝐨𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 | 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐠 | 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 |

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 .─── | 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 | 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 | 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 | 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬. | 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 | 𝐬𝐞𝐛’𝐬 𝟐𝐤 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲 | 𝐬𝐞𝐛’𝐬 𝟑.𝟓𝐤 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲 | 𝐬𝐞𝐛’𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 | 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 | 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐭 |

.─── 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘! 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒, 𝐒𝐄𝐁.

.─── 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 @lewmagoo.

[johnnysslaughter]

eyes peer down at his drink -- whiskey -- if for only a moment. feels the smoke, the liquor as it drowns out the bloodlust. how comfortable he became in his seat, like it's not the first, not the last. it always grew more comfortable being the wolf within the sheep's clothing, with pretty smiles & pretty words. ❛ that so, baby? ❜ his own accent drawls similarly -- it paints pretty honey, hiding the poison.

johnny watches as she turns to him, facing him, & he follows, taking a drawl of his whiskey. his brow raises, if but a little. feels the eyes on him, eyeing him. makes the corner of his mouth turn upward, makes his chest puff out a little more -- with confidence, with an encouragement. like it was a boost of mighty ego. ( he liked when he was looked at. he liked when he was looked at like he was a piece of meat for the taking. no one knew that he would bite back, that he barks. )

❛ pleasure is all mine, baby. name's johnny, ❜ mimics her in a way -- familiar coo, familiar sweetness. his tongue presses to his cheek, his hand remained clasp on the glass of his drink. he lifts it, only to swirl the liquid within the glass, making circular motions. idle. keeping his hands occupied someway, somehow.

❛ suppose 'm here for the same -- company. trouble, even, ❜ a pause. his brow raises & his head cocks to the side. eyes trickle down from her eyes, to lips, to neck. she'd be prettier, he'd note, with her throat ripped out by teeth. ❛ say, are ya trouble? ❜ hides it with a light hearted joke, his eyes returning to hers. his features seem to relax. ❛ even if y' ain't, i might be. ��

          Rosemary has to hide a victorious smirk as the man approaches her, opting instead for bashfulness. She bats her long lashes, playing the part of an innocent, charmed girl. With her good looks and dainty appearance, it's not hard to lure in handsome, naive men... It's only gotten easier over the years- she's become more confident and her morals have become far more... Bloody.      ❛❛   I suppose you could say I was lookin' for the right company...   ❜❜     She drawls in her southern accent that's much like honey- sweet and sticky, impossible to ignore.

         She turns in her seat, her body facing the man's as she tilts her head, crossing one long leg over the other. Her gaze sweeps up and down his form, an act easily brushed off as an appreciative once over, yet to Rosemary, is the perfect opportunity to catalog how well she'll be eating. She can easily see herself sinking her teeth into him and can feel the pangs of  HUNGER  begin to stir inside her.     ❛❛   I reckon you're the perfect fit.   ❜❜     Her purr fills the space between them, sweet and demure as her brown eyes twinkle, the hunger beneath the surface easily written off as a lustful desire.

         She orders herself something sweet, her gaze never leaving the stranger's as she waves down the bartender to place her request.     ❛❛   I'm Rosemary, it's a pleasure to meet ya, sugar.   ❜❜     She coos, and when she gets her drink, she takes a delicate sip, letting her tongue sweep across her lower lip subtly. 

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there  had  been  an  aura  of  mystery  surrounding  johnny  and  kitty  was  absolutely  enamored  by  it.  he  had  been  sweet  and  charming,  which  was  a  nice  change  from  the  verbal  abuse  she  suffered  at  the  mouth  of  her  father.  kitty  didn't  blame  her  father  for  being  that  way,  she  had  learned  long  ago  how  to  minimize  the  abuse,  but  still,  it  was  difficult  to  avoid  it  completely.  kitty  always  saw  the  good  in  things,  never  letting  the  negativity  get  the  best  of  her.  when  it  did  try,  she  would  spend  hours  at  church,  praying  endlessly  until  she  felt  better. kitty  smiled  at  johnny's  words,  shaking  her  head.  "  i  don't  think  you  havin'  seconds  is  misbehavin'  johnny.  "  her  father  had  been  working  late,  which  meant  she  would  have  had  dinner  all  by  her  lonesome.  that  was  until  she  got  the  courage  to  call  johnny  and  invite  him  over  to  dinner. "  heck,  i'll  even  let  you  have  thirds  and  fourths,  but  then  they'd  be  no  room  for  my  fresh  apple  pie.  "

sometimes, the way to a man's heart was through his stomach. how such a sentiment holds true, even now, with the surprise offer of dinner. had told his ma he had somewhere to be, so she didn't worry too much. ( not like she worried much anymore now that her baby boy's all grown & can handle his own just fine ). johnny wasn't the type to turn down free food. & by god, was he lucky to get a meal like this. it was even luckier that her pops wasn't gonna be home, that she wanted his company.

it feels impolite, the way he couldn't help but to grab seconds. couldn't help but tease that he's misbehaving but going in for more. johnny's toothy grin perched cheek to cheek, feeling the rumble of his stomach -- as though on cue -- as much as it is heard. johnny couldn't help but to laugh as a result, letting his laugh come out in low rumbles.

❛ oh, trust me, i'm sure misbehavin'. this food is too good not to get seconds, ❜ he compliments, taking a bite out of his food, second plate. he hums happily at the taste. would taste better with a little more iron & a little more guts. ❛ i love me some good ol' homecookin'. always got 'nough stomach for it. it tastes wonderful, ❜ the mention of apple pie perks him up. like she somehow knew, but didn't.

❛ now, y' tryin' to win my heart, ain't you, babydoll? i love me some apple pie. my ma & aunt, they like to bake all sorts of stuff like that. just happened to be a pie guy. was it a lucky guess? ❜ innocent teasing, his eyes squint at her -- with a playful meaning behind it -- before they relax. ❛ means i gotta leave some room now, don't it? ❜

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