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127-mile · 4 years ago

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Pairing : demon!Jaehyun x fem!reader.

Genre : demon!au / yandere-ish!au / fluff, angst, mature content.

Warnings : This is not what a normal loving relationship is like, this is a work of fiction. fingering (fem. receiving) unprotected sex (kids, please be smart) coming inside. non sexual choking. mention of deaths. explicit (kind of, it’s pretty soft) and non explicit deaths. blood. alcohol consumption. mention of drugs. manipulation. toxic relationship.

Word count : +10.1k.

Plot : Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian demon. His methods are often more violent, but they are more straight forward. What does he have that the regular guardians don’t ? An obsession. You.

You didn’t think being assigned to a demon was a simple mistake, do you ?

A/N : This is part of the Halloween collab made by the incredible @neo-cult-ure. We had to choose a song, mine is Kill for you by Zolita.

Taglist : @plump-peach / @crtznstuff / @kriselynne / @yourmagnanimousholiness / @soothingjae / @peachjaem00 / @chanslaptopp / @luvlyjaemin / @jeongyoonohs / @junghoe / @nakayutasama / @ddaawwnn7

"Say my name." the voice in your ear is hoarse, and it echoes in your head. You feel the man's hands along your arms, and his fingers leave a scorching trail in their paths. "Say my name." he repeats one more time, and you make the mistake of opening your eyes. What you see is not human, the eyes are red, deep and empty of any kind of humanity, you see yourself in the void. "Say my name, and I will show you wonders that humans can only dream of." His voice is urgent, and though you are thinking, you can not remember his name.

The weight of the man's body against yours is both agonizing and reassuring, you must be losing your mind, and he is the reason. His voice, his perfume -a mixture of burnt wood, and something irresistible that you are unable to describe- and the power of his gaze from which you can't take your eyes off. "Come on, my sweet love, say my name." a shiver runs down yuor body, and you arch your back off the bed when you feel the man's tongue running down your throat, and god, you cant to feel more. He is more addicting than any drug you have ever tried.

The window is open, you can feel the cool breeze on your bare body and yet, it feels like you are burning from the inside. Drops of sweat pearl at your hairline. You open your mouth, but no words come out, only an embarrassing moan as the man's teeth pierce through the skin of your neck, but you don't have time to think about the pain because his tongue soothes the wound right away.

Once again, you find yourself unable to move, or to think and the man sits up but you refuse to meet his gaze once more, too afraid to lose yourself in his eyes. To lose yourself completely. "Until I met you, I was convinced that angels were the only creatures capable of such beauty, but you proved me wrong. They should be ashamed to show themselves when you exist, my love."

His voice is suddenly painful, and you feel your heart twist. Maybe it was a trick, because you open your eyes without hesitation, wanting nothing more than to make him feel better. But all you see is a smile. A bloody smile. "If you don't say my name, I'm going to have to force you to say it. It would be a shame to see your pretty tongue being ripped out, don't you think ?" his voice is cold now, as cold as the fingers he wraps around your throat. "Say it !"

Fear, you feel nothing but fear. But what are you afraid of ? To have offended him, or to die ? You do not know. Your breathing is getting slower, and your field of vision is darkening until you can see nothing but darkness, and feel nothing but the cold. Everything is cold, so so cold.

You open your eyes, a sudden coughing fit waking you up fully. Your eyes are full of tears running down your sleep-swollen cheeks and your lips taste metallic, you must have bitten them during the night. You put your hands around your neck where you thought you would still feel the pressure of the stranger's fingers, but nothing.

Your lungs are burning, and you sit up to catch your breath. It's long, and rather difficult but you get there. The room is only illuminated by the rays of sunshine passing through the curtains, and all you see are the small particles of dust flying around the room. Then, your gaze falls on something. Or someone, and a cry broken by your aching throat escape your lips.

As fast as it arrived, the shadow vanishes and you shake your head. You have barely woken up from a terrible dream, your mind is only playing tricks on you, nothing more.

"What the fuck..." you mumble, running your fingers through your hair. You feel the drops of sweat running down your spine, and you don't waste a minute getting out of bed. A cold shower will do you the most good, you think, heading to the only bathroom. Under the jet of water, you think about your dream. The man's touch seemed so real that if you focus you can still feel the burn from his fingers.

It's not the first time you had a dream with this man, it's not the first time he's asked you to say his name, but it's the first time he's become threatening, and scary. You sigh, and come out of the water after rising your hair. In the mirror, you notice a mark on your neck, and you walk closer with a frown. "What ?" the mark vaguely resembles a bite. Right where the man bit you. But it can only be a coincidence, right ? Maybe you did this to yourself during the night.

You come out of the bathroom wearing only a towel around your chest. When you enter the room, you have the unpleasant feeling of being watched. Yet when you turn, you see nothing but the mirror hanging from the door. You are going crazy, there is no other explanation. If your mother was there, she would tell you that it was the fault of your excessive consumption of caffeine.

You sit on the edge of the bed, and the drops of water flowing from the tips of your hair mix with the perspiration. Since when your room has become this hot ? The summer is coming to an end, you should not be suffocating.

You forget all about the heat when you feel something on your shoulder, but once again, when you turn around, nothing. Maybe you should have listened to Kun when he adviced you, and Ten, not to use a ouija board in the apartment without reading the instructions first. Maybe you called something malicious, and you are going to get possessed ? At least the thought helps you calm your heart pouding in your chest before breaking into a fit of giggle. Crazy.

The front door swings open, and you stop laughing immediately. You hear the sound of shoes swinging against the drawer and get up from the bed. You do not have time to go to the door because it opens on Ten, he is breathless. "I'm going to die. It's too hot !" he yells, before falling on the bed. Sweat made his blonde hair stick to his forehead, and you resist the temptation to pull them back. "I think the aircon is broken." you mumble while Ten nods.

"I tried to turn it on this morning, but nothing, so I went to the neighbords and they are having trouble with theirs too. I think it's the end Y/n." you roll your eyes, biting your lower lip. "By the way, did you bring someone back last night ?" he asks, sitting up on his elbows.

"What ? Of course not!" one of the rules of the roommates is not to bring anyone home without telling the other so that they can find someone to keep them for the night. "Eh, don't like, I heard you talking with someone." you shake your head, you didin't bring anyone back last night.. well not that you remember. "Maybe I was on the phone ?" the question is not for Ten, but for you. Because now that you think about it, you have no memories of the day before.

You came home from work, yes, but the rest ? You do not know. You went to bed, since you woke up in your sheets and in pajamas, but nothing else. "Are you okay ?" Ten asks in a worried voice, and you nod. "Yeah, I think I'm just tired from work." Ten doesn't look convinced, but there is nothing more he can do. "Yeah, well, you should take is slow. Have some rest."

Finally, Ten gets up from the bad and walks out of the bedroom. You take the opportunity to put on light clothes. You could've just stayed naked, but that is not possible with Ten in the apartment. You do not need to go to work today, and with the heat, you don't plan on going out, so you lie in bed, your eyes on the ceiling. You need some explanation about yesterday, about your dream, and the bite mark on your neck, but for now, you also need some rest.

"You know, if you want to see me, you just have to say my name, it's not that hard." the voice is back, and you feel an unpleasant chill going down your spine. You sit up in bed and notices that is is now dark, you must have slept for several hours. You are alone in the room, and yet, the voice sounded so close, as if the man was lying next to you. "Who is here ?" you ask in a trembling voice.

You do not expect any answer, that's why when a small laugh echoes in the room, you stop moving. "You should know that." the voice responds, and you wonder if you aren't just sleeping and having a vivid dream since they seem to be more and more frequent lately. "I've been following you for a while." the voice resumes calmly, and you blink.

"Haven't you ever had the feeling of being watched, of being followed wherever you go ?" you nod. "It's me. It's always been me. I'm always with you. It's my job after all." his work ? You are lost, and he seems to feel it as he picks up. "Say my name, and you'll understand, everything will me so much easier, I promise."

You frown, but why is he so insistent ? You do not even know his damn name. "Are you there because of the ouija board ?" you ask in a small voice, and the laughter that escapes from the void gives you goosebumps. "The ouija board ? My angel, this is only material, you can't call anything through a simple wooden board, especially not me." you suddenly feel stupid for asking the question, but you had to know.

"Your name.." you whisper. "how am I supposed to know it ?" you feel the mattress dips under an invisible weight and you culd up on yourself. "I've told you my name, so many times, but you don't listen. I'll make you remember it this time." you feel a warm breath on your face, and a pression against your lips. But before you can react, the ghostly touch slides down your neck, and the pain is the same as in her previous dream when he bit you. Except this time, it's not pleasure that you feel, but real pain.

"Open your eyes, and you'll have the answer you're looking for." at these words, a sharp pain makes you open your mouth, wide, as if one had just plunged your arm in boiling water. You try to scream but no sound comes out, the pain is too much, you are already losing all of your senses, you can feel your limbs going numb, and once again, the darkness sunrrounds you.

When you open your eyes, you are in bed, and the room is still illuminated by the sun through the curtains. You look at your alarm clock, and notice that you have barely dozed off ten minutes. You rub your eyes, your eyelids are heavy, you have the impression of waking up from a very long nap. It takes a good minute for you to come back to your senses, and when you turn your head, your gaze stops on a mark on your arm.

Not a mark. A name.

A name is like engraved in your flesh on several centimeters. You hiss when you run your fingers over the wounds, it's perfectly healed and yet so painful. You read the name a few times but do not dare to say it out loud, you are afraid of the consequences. You pull yourself out of bed with difficulty and leave the room. You have no choice, you can't keep it to yourself any longer, you need to talk about it, and Ten will have no choice but to listen to you.

You find him in the leaving room, lying on the floor, fanning himself with an old magazine. "Ten.." your voice must be shaky because Ten immediately straightens up, and he stands up when he sees you holding your arm. His first thought is that you fell out of bed and broke your arm, but when he cotices the lines of your skin, he stops. "What is that ?" you shrug, and when he approches, you whine for him not to touch.

"Jae.." you shake your head vigorously; "Don't say it, please." you are ready to beg for him to remain silent, but he shuts his mouth before you have the chance to do so. He takes your free hand and directs you to the sofa when you sit. He takes a seat on the coffee table opposite and looks at the name over and over again. "It's weird." Ten looks calm, unlike you. You are clearly panicking. You heart is hammering in your chest, and soon, you can feel the tears runinng down your cheeks. You didn't even know you were on the verge of crying until now.

"Hey, don't cry, it's fine." Ten whispers, cupping your face in his hands so his eyes meet yours. He reads nothing but confusion and fear. "What's wrong with me Ten ?" your voice breaks his heart, so low and quavering. "Seems to be your.. your guardian ?" you tilt your head, urgning Ten to continue. "Our guardian angel. They manifest themselves when they feel that we need help. But they are here long before, they are always near us to be sure that they can help us even is we cannot see or feel them. Saying their name is the only way to make them appear, but- but it's never like that."

He's talking about the mark on your arm, you know it. Ten had a visit from his guardian angel when he was barely 15, because he needed it, and he doesn't have any irreversible marks on his skin, and he's not traumatized by the experience, unlike you. "Guardian angels aren't meant to hurt you, it's quite the opposite." the more he talks, the more you feel lost. Why you ? What avec you done in your previous life to receive such treatment ? "Maybe there was a mistake, and you got a demon instead of an angel." Ten is kidding, but that simple thought could answer so many of your questions.

"But- but what if it was true ? What is if it was a demon ?" you ask, and Ten shakes his head. "If it was a possibility, don't you think we would know ?" you don't want to think about the possilibities of why you've never heard of this kind of thing, so you sigh, lowering your head. "Until we know more, don't say the name, and try to clear your mind of all this, okay ?" You nod, it's not like you have any other choice.

The following days are alike for you, except for the growing sensation of being watched and followed wherever you go. You try somehow not to look at your arm, but it's difficult. It's like a magnet. After the fifth day, you walk through the apartment door with a long sigh, it's been a long day. Ten is absent, he warned you that he would spend the evening with some of his childhood friends. Perfect.

You put your things in the bedroom, and you walk to the living room to settle on the sofa. You turn on the television, not to watch it, but to have some backgroun noises, and you look at your arm. What's the worst that could happen ? You shrug, and take a deep breath. "Jaehyun." you whisper, and when you see that nothing is happening, you speak in a louder voice. "Jaehyun."

The television turns off, and the lights flicker around you. You grab a pillow, as if it would help protect yourself in the event of a sudden attack from the stranger. "Jaehyun." you repeat one last time, and a shape begins to materialize in front of the sofa. The man's face is the last to appear, and yes, that's the face you've seen so much in your dreams. He watches you curiously, his head tilted to the side. He doesn't seem to believe that you can finally see him, that you finally called his name.

"You did it, you said my name." he says in a voice that's more softer that what you were expecting and walk over. If the sofa wasn't glued to the wall, you would've gone over it to escape. But when he sees your reaction, he throws both hands in the hair. "Don't be afraid, I'm not going to do anything to you." his voice is meant to be comforting, and you get up from the sofa to observe him, not without letting go of your trusty cushion.

"You said if I said your name, I would understand everything. Explain yourself, because I feel like I'm going crazy." Jaehyun feels the weakness in your voice, and he blames himself for it, but he couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't stay away from you any longer. Being near you is a vital need for the demon. "Calm down, I'll tell you everything." he sits down on the armchair, his legs crossed like a child. With a nod of his heads, he bids you to take a seat, and you obey.

"I must warn you immediately that I don't have the answer you are looking for. I don't know why you were assigned to a demon, and not an angel." if you had knows that you wouldn't get the answer to the question you deem the most important, you wouldn't have called his name. But you'll listen to him, and you'll see if you can send him back eventually. "All I know is that I've been following you for a very long time, and that I would never hurt you."

The demon has a soft voice, but that doesn't stop you from not believing those words. "You tried to kill me the other day, in my dream." Jaehyun shakes his head, a thin smile on his face. Speaking of his face, you notice that he is very handsome with pretty dimples making him look almost childish. He looks like an angel. "It's not what you think, you had to wake up, and you had to say my name." He gets up, and walks over to you. "I promise you, that will never happen in real life. You are under my protection, and nothing will ever happen to you. "

He was right, nothing happened to you.

When you say nothing happened to you, nothing happened to you at all. Your life was already not very exciting, so with the arrival of the young demon, it became even worse. The boys who dare to approch you are quickly sent away because of Jaehyun who does not seem to appreciate their presence around you. Even Ten doesn't spend as much time with you as he used to, and it hurts.

"Why are you ignoring me ?" you ask, dropping down on the sofa next to Ten who doesn't take his eyes off his phone. He shrugs, and you frown. "Tell me, what did I do wrong ? I miss you." you whisper, and Ten sighs before putting down his phone. Well, hetting his attention is a success, now the conversation. "It's your little dog. He follows you everywhere, it's impossible to have a moment with you without him showing up and threatening to smash my knees."

You shake your head. "What are you talking about ? Jaehyun has never threatened to smash your knees, he is not threatening anyone, he just want to make sure I'm safe." Ten's laughter is cold, and extremely sarcastic. "Please, this is not protection, this is unhealthy possessiveness." Ten sits cross-legged and watches you. "Jaehyun does everything in his power to keep people away from you, Y/n, including me, yet god knows I wouldn ever hurt you."

At the simple mention of his name, the demon appears in the living room. Ten jolts, and winces at the burning smell that seems to follow Jaehyun everywhere he does, but you are used to it. Jaehyun frown as he walks over to the sofa where he looks at the two of you. Seeing you together created something very unpleasant in his chest. Jealousy, yes, that's it. "What is going on ?" he asks, and you are always surprised to hear how much his tone of voice changes when he is not talking to you. From soft and soothing, his voice becomes cold and as sharp as a knife.

"Nothing, nothing is going on !" Ten growns as he gets up from the sofa. He could confront the demon about his behavior, but he doesn't want to do it in front of you. So he walks around him, looking at him with utter disgust, and he locks himself in his room, slamming the door on the way. "Did I do something wrong ?" Jaehyun asks, sitting down next to you, his head tilted. He looks innocent, but he is not, he's so far from being innocent. Even though you've never seen him hurt anyone, you know he's done it before, and can do it at any moment.

Yes, you learned to appreciate Jaehyun, but that doesn't stop you from knowing deep down that demons are up to no good most of the time.

"Ten told me you threatened to harm him." you say, and Jaehyun tenses up, but only for a second before he regains his composure. "What ? But why would I do something like this ! He doesn't like me, he's just looking for a reason to get rid of me." he mumbles, and you do not answer.

"What are you doing ?" Jaehyun's voice startle you, you didn't expect to see him in the bathroom doorway, watching you. "What are you doing here ? Shouldn't you be taking a bath in hell or something ?" Jaehyun is used to that kind of little mean jokes, especially when you are tired, so he choose to not respond. "Are you going out ? Where are we going ?" he asks with the excitement of a child, and you turn to him, shaking your head.

"I'm going out. You stay here." You explain, but it doesn't suit Jaehyun whose expression turns sour. "No, no, I'm coming with you. I can't leave you alone." you sigh. "The goal of a guardian is to give advice, to be sure that we are making the right decisions, not to follow up wherever we go." you mumble. It is not right that Jaehyun is everywhere with you. He has to protect you, yes, you understand tha part, but it's getting too much, he is invasible and you are suffocating.

"I'm not like other guardians." he growls, and you fold your arms accross your chest, looking at the demon's reflection in the mirror. You are too tired to argue. "I'm not asking for you opinion, Jaehyun you stay here while I go out. I don't need to have you glued to my ass."

You will later learn that you should never have said that.

Jaehyun was absent for the following days.

No matter how much you called his name over and over, he never answered. Even the feeling of being followed and watched stopped, and for a moment, you wondered if you had scared the demon away. And you got used to your new daily life very well. You shouldn't have.

Earlier in the evening, you were persuaded by Ten to joing him at a party organized by several of his co-workers to celebrate his promotion. Normally you would've stayed home to red, but tonight, you wanted to have fun. And it is for this reason that you currently find yourself pressed against the wall of a room of which you don't know the owner, kissing a boy of who you are not sure to have understood the name. Joe ? John ? Johnny ? You do not know, you couldn't hear it with the hubbub of the guests and the music.

You close your eyes when you feel the boy's hands slip under your t-shirt. His fingers are cold, which contrasts with your burning skin. "Coming was a great idea." he whispers close to your ear, his warm breath making you shiver softly. His lips slide down your neck for warm, and wet kisses, and you take the opportunity to unbuckle his belt and remode the button that holds his hean in place. With your foot, you slide it down until it falls loose around his ankles, so yuo can have access to the obvious tent in his briefs.

You stroke his cock through the fabric, and you smile as he tenses, his breath hitching against your throat. Your mouth open with a loud moan when you feel Johnny's teeth dig nto the skin between your neck and shoulder. The pain is extremely pleasant, and you press harder against his dick. "You are so hot." you smile, and play with the waistband of his brieds, snapping it against the skin of his hip. "So I've been told."

Soon, Johnny's lips are back on yours, and you can taste the alcohol he drank earlier, and he you had been drinking more than you had smoked, you would find it nice, but for now, the mix is pretty disgusting. Johnny breaks the kiss to catch his breath, and you looks into his eyes as you slowly pulls down his underwear. You frown when he opens his eyes wide, and before you can move, he is thrown back and slumped against the opposite wall.

"What the fuck!" you whisper when your gaze lands on Jaehyun. His eyes have nothing beautiful anymore, they are dark and frightening, like in your dreams. His breathing his heavy and rapid, he is enraged, you call feel it in the tense atmosphere of the room. "Jaehyun, what have you done !" you say when you finally come out of your torpor. As if he had just noticed your presence, Jaehyun turns to you and.. and he smiles. "I'm protecting you, my love."

"He was not hurting me !" you walk around the demon to join Johnny whose eyes are closed. Even in the dim light of the bedroom, you can see the blood streaming down his forehead. "Hey, hey, can you hear me ?" you asks. You are about to put your hand on him to shake him when Jaehyun grabs your wrist to force you on your feet. "He was going to hurt you, I felt it!" he says.

You try to extricate yourself from his grip, but he's much stronger. He pulls you against his chest, the heat emanating from his skin is strong, and he puts an arm around your waist to make you you do not move. "You can't trust them, Y/n, I'm the only one who'll never hurt you." His lips are close to yours, and like his body, his breath his hot.

Love ? You didn't know that a demon was capable of feeling anything like love. And why you ? What do you have more than other humans ? "Do you remember what I told you in your dream ?" He asks and you tilt your head, trying to remember. "I told you that I would show you wonders that humans can only dream of. And I will, but for that, you have to stay with me. You have to trust me."

You bite the inside of your cheek. Jaehyun is the dream boy. And when he behaves like a random human, you forget everything. But it is not an average boy you have in front of you, no, it's a demon, and yet..

"Is it true ?" you ask, and he frowns. "Do you really love me ?" he nods. "I love you, more than anyone will ever be able to love you." when he feels your fingers on his face, he smiles so fondly that he looks like a real angel. After all, demons are angels too, they just chose to follow a different god, you think.

"What are we going to do ?" you ask, glancing down at Johnny's limp body and Jaehyun sighs, annoyed at being cut off during such an intimate moment he's been waiting for. "I'll take care of it, you should go home." finally, he releases his hold on your waist, and you take a step back. You retrive your jacket that Johnny had thrown on the bed on entering the room, and you turn one last time when you open the door.

Jaehyun is hunched over Johnny's body, and if you weren't so confused by the whole situation and inebriated, you could swear you saw a red glow shine in the demon's eyes. You shake your head, and leave, closing the door behind you. In the hallway, you meet a guest who is about to open the bedroom door. "If I were you, I wouldn't go in there. Someone threw up, it's not pretty." the person, a boy with long blond hair growls and turns around. "Fuck, I saw no one in the fucking bedrooms."

You find Ten in the crowd, glass in hand, so you make you way to your roommate. You put a hand on his shoulder and lean in to whisper in his ear. "I'm not feeling well, I'm going home." he nods, before answering. "You want me to come with you ?" you refuse, explaining that it was his evening, he should take advantage of it and have fun. You promise to send him a message when you get home, and with that, you leave the house.

You take a deep breath when you step outside. The air is cold, and rain is starting to fall, just what you needed to cool your burning skin. You look at Ten's car parked in the driveway, and sigh when you realize you'll have to walk.

It is while walking in a dark alley of the city that you begin to regret the sensation of being watched from afar that Jaehyun gives you, because even if you have never admitted it, you feel safe. But now, you can't feel a thing, and you keep looking over your shoulder to make sure you are not being followed. But it must be your lucky day, because you arrive in front of your apartment in one piece, without having had any altercation with a drunk person.

The partment is empty, and silent.

You walk to the bedroom, and get rid of your wet clothes that smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke. You pull on a hoodie you find on the back of your office chair, and sit on the edge of your bed. All alone with your thoughts, you force yourself not to think of Johnny, and his inert body. You don't even know if he was still alive when you left, and what will Jaehyun do ? Is he going to call an ambulance ? Pass it off as an alcohol-related accident ?

You start to shake, your eyes filling with tears, you shouldn't have left, you should have helped Johnny. A sob escapes your lips, and it is at this precise moment that you feel a touch on your hands which are placed on your thighs. The contact is warm, and though you are still alone, you know it's Jaehyun. It's always Jaehyun.

"Jaehyun ?" you ask in a small voice, and you expect him to appear, but the touch on your hands disappears. After several unanswered attempts, you give up and slip under the blanket. You fall asleep in a few minutes, lulled by the sounds of the traffic outside.

You open your eyes when you hear movement near you. A form is watching over you next to the bed. "Jaehyun". you whisper, and feel a warm hand on your cheek. "You came back." your voice is full of sleep, and you push yourself on the side to make room for the demon. You have never invited him to bed, so he hesitates for a moment before lying down next to you. You lay your head on Jaehyun's chest. Is it because of the fatigue ? Alcohol ? Or the heat he gives off ? You don't know. You apprently lose the power of knowledge when the demon is around.

You feel the demon tighten, so you put a hand on his stomach. "I thought you weren't coming back, like the last few days." Jaehyun has to bend down to hear your voice, it's so low, and when he understands, he shakes his head. "I'm sorry I didn't come back." you shrug looking up at him. "I missed you, that's all."

The demon chuckles, and runs his thumb over your lower lip. "Pretty mouth tells dirty lies." he whispers, and you shake your head, sitting up. "You do not believe me ?" his lack of response is sufficient for you to understand.

You do something you never thought you would do, you kiss him softly. But the contact is quickly broken by Jaehyun who watches you in the half-light, incredulous. "Why did you do that ?" you sigh, you don't know yourself, but you still open your mouth. "You love me, right ? More than anyone can ever love me ?" when he nods, you kiss him once more, and he responds this time. If at the beginning the kiss was slow and gentle, it become a little more passionate, more feverish.

"Come on, you need to sleep, you've had a hell of a day." Jaehyun whispers against your lips, and you sigh. You lie down appropriately, and Jaehyun pulls you to his chest. It's strange to hear a heart beat in the chest of a demon, but you close your eyes. Yes, you had an exhausting day.

After this evening, the relationship between you and your demon changed considerably. If before you did everything possible to get rid of him, now you no longer seem capable to go a minute without him near you. Whether it's by being there, or just a reassuring presence. And Jaehyun is delighted. That's what he always wanted, to be there for you, and with you as much as he wants. For the first time since he first saw you, he no longer feels that nasty pressure in his chest when he sees you getting close to a boy, or when he can't be with you. He feels light, and free.

This morning, when he wakes up, he feels a weight on his hips. He opens his eyes groaning at the bright light in the room, but when his gaze lands on you, he smiles. He puts his hands on your waist, and you lean in to kiss him. Jaehyun wonders how you always tastes sweet, but he is not complaining, it's enjoyable, and addicting. Everything is addicting when it comes to you.

"What did I do to deserve such a sweet treat ?" he asks after breaking the kiss, and he chuckles softly when you case his lips with a pout. "You have to answer my question first if you want another treat." Jaehyun's hands slide under your sleeping shirt, and you shiver slightly. "Can you still manipulate my dreams ?" the demon remains silent for a while, but his smile is worth a thousand words. "Why, did you dream of something special ?" he asks, and you bite your bottom lip.

You lean down, nestling your face in the crook of his neck. He smells like sleep, and you. "I dreamed that you made me scream your name. That you kept telling me that I was yours, and that you would do everything in you power to stay close to me."

Jaehyun nods every now and then, and his smile growns. It's almost carnivorous the way he smiles. "That's exactly what I would do, if I could manipulate your dreams, of course." he answers, and you sit up. "Oh, so you didn't ?" he shakes his head, and you roll your eyes. You know he is lying, so you intend to make him pay. It is extremely unpleasant and frustrating to wake up from a wet dream. You buck your hips, and the demon groans weakly.

He opens his eyes, and you can see lust growing in that dark and frightening void. "If you haven't manipulated my dream, maybe you should show me if you are able to do that in real life." he smirks, and flip you onto the bed of hover over you. You laugh softly, pressing your hand to your mouth, it's too early to wake up Ten. "That's what we're not going to do." Jaehyun whispers, grabbing your wrist to pull it off your mouth. "I want to hear you. I want to hear every sound you make, my love."

He places a tender kiss on your lips, and he slides his lips down your neck. He repeatedly bites the skin of your collarbone, and then your throat. He loves your throat for some reason. Your hands rest in Jaehyun's hair, and when he looks up to ask permission to remove the t-shirt he's been playing with the hem of, you nod. The piece of tissue ends up on the floor. He kisses your chest, and he slowly moves down to your stomach, never lifting his lips from your hot skin.

He lowers the waistband of your pants, and he kisses your hips, he's soft, so far from what you have been expecting. You squirm with each of his kisses, and you feel so wet, it's embarrassing. "Can I ?" he asks, and you nod vigorously. He laughs at your eagerness, and he pulls down your pants and panties and the same time. They join your shirt on the floor. You suddenly feel very shy, and all you want is to curl up. Jaehyun myst feel the change in your behavior because he looks up.

"Do you want us to stop ?" you shake your head, and urge him to come back up, which he does immediately. When he kisses you, you circle his waist with your legs, your hands already working to remove his pants. He's already half hard, and you lick his lips. You could make this last for hours, but you really need to have him inside of you as soon as possible. Hell foreplay.

"You are so perfect." he whispers, and you slide your hand over his cock. You use the precum that has built up on the tip to stroke it slowly. Jaehyun lets his head fall in the crook of your neck, and his hot breath hits against your shivering skin. You're already sweating, and so is Jaehyun, yet you haven't done anything. You continue the movements of your hand until he is completely hard, following one of the veins with the tip of your index, and it is the turn of the demon's hand to find itself between your thighs. You bite Jaehyun's lips as his fingers spread your folds to collect the slick on the pad of his fingers.

For a moment -much too short- he plays with your clit with the tips of his fingers, and soon one of them is rubbing against your hole. Slowly, far too gently, he eases his first finger inside, and you moan weakly. "Come on, please .." you whisper, you do not know what you're asking for, but your brain is already turning into mush. It's Jaehyun's fault, his warmth, his scent, his hands, everything. He adds a second finger, then moves slowly back and forth, watching for any of your reactions.

When he crooks his fingers, and he reaches that little bundle of nerves that makes you roll your eyes and moan his name, he adds a third finger, and he speeds up, his thumb on your clit. "Stop stop, it's enough." you mumble, and Jaehyun withdraws his fingers. You whine at the feeling of emptiness, but is soon replaced by the head of Jaehyun's cock. He spits into his hand to lubricate his cock before returning to his original position. He puts his hands on either side of your face, caging you. And slowly, very slowly, he eases himself inside.

"You are so tight." you close your eyes, arching your back off the bed when he bottoms out you feel the bones of his hips flush against your ass, and you refrain from not whining to make him move. You spent the past few weeks blatantly ignoring Jaehyun, and now you are acting like you're going to die if he doesn't fuck you within a minute. "Move, please."

Jaehyun pulls out until only the head is still inside, and he snaps his hips. "Oh fuck." he growls. His voice is deep, and sultry, and it makes your head spin. You wrap your arms around his neck, and pulls his face to yours for a long kiss, it's only teeth and tongue but you don't care. The pace of his thrusts is fast, and you grip Jaehyun's hair between your fingers. He moans lowly at the pain, and it's a sound you don't think you can get enough of.

“Jaehyun, Jaehyun ..” you mewl when he snaps his hips a little harder. You let your legs drop from around his waist, and you already feel that familiar warmth in the pit of your stomach. You want to reach your climax as much as you want this moment to last forever. You grip his biceps, and when he gives a rather deep thrust, you dig your nails into his skin, hard enough to draw blood. Black blood.

Jaehyun curses under his breath, and you close your eyes. You who didn't want to wake Ten up know it was a waste of time, between your moans, Jaehyun's growls and the bed banging against the wall. Poor guy, he might give you a piece of his mind later, but you don't have time to think about it, too busy getting lost in pleasure. His rhythm is erratic, he must be close to his orgasm too.

"Are you going to cum for me, my princess?" he asks, and you nod. Jaehyun bites the skin of your neck, once more, and that's enough to make you black out. You see nothing, and hears nothing more than the beating of your heart and Jaehyun saying over and over that you are his, and only his. "I will never let anyone approach or hurt you. Mine."

When you regain consciousness Jaehyun is still inside you, but his movements are slow, coming down from his high. Your thighs are shaking, and you are sticky with sweat. Jaehyun lies on top of you, being careful not to crush you with his weight, and you run your hands on his back to stroke his burning skin. "It was good, so good." you whisper and he nods.

You remain silent, both far too busy coming back on earth after a mindblowing orgasm.

"I hate you !" the voice comes from the next room, Ten's. And you look at each other before laughing softly. Jaehyun comes out, and you scrunch your nose up at the feeling of emptiness, and at the sticky cum sliding down your thighs. "I'm tired." you mumble in a sleepy voice. You do not know what Jaehyun does next, all you know is that when you open your eyes a little later, Jaehyun is behind you, your legs are tangled, and his breathing is regular. You go back to sleep peacefully after that.

"You fucked a demon."

This is not what you expected when you left your room this morning. Your legs are numb, and your neck is painful from Jaehyun's many bites. Ten is on the couch, his laptop poised precariously in his lap. "I fucked a demon." you repeat, sitting down next to him.

"I didn't think you could fall so low." he says with a sigh, and you turn your gaze to Ten with a frown. You have had one-night stands with various kind of students students, and he never had the nerve to make that kind of comment. It's strange coming from Ten, but after all he's right, he's a demon, not just some stupid college student who sells drugs to pay for his porn's subscriptions.

"Oh, don't be like that Ten." you sigh, and he shrugs, refocusing on his computer. After a minute or two, you nudge him to get his attention. "Have you heard from Johnny?" you ask, suddenly curious about the condition of the poor boy who was unlucky enough to run into Jaehyun.

"Johnny? Why? Did you see him somewhere?" Ten puts his computer on the coffee table, and he turns to you. He's not making fun of you, he's serious when he talks. "What do you mean ?" you ask, trying to control the tremors in your voice. "No one has seen Johnny since the party."

The news hits you like a slap in the face, you thought he would be on his feet with a few missing memories, not that he would be actually missing. You get up from the couch, and without a word for Ten, you head for the bedroom. Jaehyun is still sleeping, so you pick up a pillow and swings it over him.

"Jaehyun, wake up!" it takes him several minutes to open his eyes, frowning. After a night like the one you had just spent, he expected a sweet awakening, and a few kisses, not being hit with a pillow. "What? What's going on?" you cross your arms against your chest. "Johnny. What have you done to Johnny? No one's seen him since..since the party!"

Jaehyun sits up, resting his back against the headboard. He rubs his eyes, and he takes his sweet time waking up before opening his mouth. "I did the right thing." if he thinks you are going to be satisfied with that answer, he is wrong. "The right thing? The right thing was to call an ambulance, not make him disappear! Where is he?" your voice is more urgent but you have to be silent so as not to attract Ten's attention.

"Why are you so interested in that?" he asks in a cold, sharp voice. He gets up from the bed with a smooth and graceful movement, and he walks towards you until you are locked between his body and the wall. "Do you like him? Is that why?" you shake your head, avoiding his threatening gaze. "Don't say such things! I don't like him, I just want to know why you did that!"

A low growl is heard, and if you could, you would try to become one with the wall. You squeak when Jaehyun's fingers rest around your throat. He takes a step forward, and he's so close that you can feel his breath against your lips. "You're mine, Y/n, I did what it took to keep him from coming back. And I would do it again. Again, and again. Until you figure out you don't need nobody. You only need me, do you understand me correctly? "

You grab his wrist as his grip tightens around your throat. You are already starting to feel the burning in your lungs from the lack of oxygen. "Jaehyun .. please I didn't mean to hurt you." your voice is weak, and so trembling that you wonder if he understood a single word of what you just said. "Mine." he growls before loosening his hold on your throat. You slide down the wall, tears streaming freely down your cheeks. You takes a long and difficult breath, it's extremely painful.

When you look up, Jaehyun is gone.

You feel stupid. You feel so silly for thinking that Jaehyun really loved you, and that you too could love him back. But you were wrong. It's not love Jaehyun has for you, it's an awful obsession. He doesn't show you what true love is, he manipulates you every day. And he knows how to do it, since you fell into his arms so easily after he ... after he killed Johnny.

Now that you have taken a step back, you realise that you should have been more vigilant, that you should have stayed with Johnny, and called someone yourself. You don't know what suddenly happened for you to give yourself to Jaehyun. Maybe that would have kept your life from turning into hell.

Jaehyun has made it his personal mission to make your life hell on earth.

He's always there, behind you, watching you rear, making sure no one is approaching you. When someone dares to approach you, you find yourself with blood on your clothes, and a corpse at your feet. Sad to say, but after a while you are no longer surprised. You no longer have nightmares, since nothing can be worse than your life.

Today is no different.

You woke up in Jaehyun's arms, feeling like you chest was crushed in a vise. Feeling his breath against the back of your neck is a sensation that you can't stand anymore. His hands give you chills when you thinks of all the blood they have shed. His smile is no longer angelic. And his laugh? You hear it everywhere you go. You can't do that anymore.

Lucky for you, Ten is the only person he hasn't touched yet. But for how long ? Ten is also the only person who can keep you grounded. Whenever he sees you falling back into your bad habit of letting yourself be bewitched by Jaehyun's sweet words, he is there to slap some sense into you, to remind you that you are better than that. If Ten wasn't there, you do not know where you would be.

When Jaehyun's grip on your waist loosens, you take the opportunity to slip out of bed. You take the clothes you had prepared the day before and leave the room. In the bathroom, you take a shower to get rid of the invisible dirt you feel every time Jaehyun puts his hands on you. You get dressed, and you find Ten in the kitchen. He's drinking a cup of coffee, and when he sees your face, he hands you his cup. You need it more than him.

"Are you sure ?" he asks, and you nod. Yes, you are sure, you have no other choice. "You can count on me." you walk up to Ten and places a kiss on his cheek, then turns on your heels. You put on your shoes, and after taking a long breath, you leave the apartment. You're not working today, otherwise you should have been planning this for another day.

When Jaehyun wakes up, he is surprised to be alone. The place next to him is cold, which means that you were long gone. He stands up, and he leaves the room. He searches the apartment, but all he finds is Ten and the disapproving look on his face. "Where is she ?" he asks and Ten shrugs. "She said she had to see a co-worker." that's enough to put Jaehyun in pure rage. Ten swallows hard as Jaehyun disappears, leaving behind that sickening smell of burning that he cannot get rid of. This is time for him to do something.

Doyoung is already waiting in front of the cafe when you arrive, and he smiles when he sees you. You approache, and you accept the hug he offers you. He's noticed that you haven't been yourself lately, and while he doesn't know the real reason behind this change in behavior, he's ready to help. Poor thing.

"You look tired." he says, and you sigh. You could cry, and fall into Doyoung's arms if you wanted to, but you can't, not now. "I am. Do you mind if we have coffee at my place? Ten is at work." he nods, of course he doesn't mind. You take his hand, and he intertwines your fingers. This feeling is now foreign to you who are used to the constant heat of Jaehyun's body, so feeling Doyoung's cold fingers is like comfort to you. Normality still exists.

The walk to the apartment is short. You make conversation with Doyoung who is completely oblivious to what is happening. You feel it. You feel Jaehyun behind you. You feel the holes he drills in your back with his gaze. You could even hear his heartbeat if you wanted to, heart ready to come out of his chest.

"After you." he says, like a gentleman, when you open the front door of the apartment. The apartment is empty, as you thought. Kind of. You walk towards the living room after letting go of Doyoung's hand, and you instantly miss the contact. You crave normal physical contact from a human being, it's crazy. "You want some coffee ?" he nods.

You walk to the kitchen, your hands resting on the edge of the counter, and you breathe slowly. You are ready to throw up, you are so nervous. Immediately, you find yourself leaning forward on the counter, one hand resting on you head to keep you from moving. "What do you think you're doing?" you've never heard Jaehyun be so threatening, yet he has been in the recent weeks. It's the last straw for him.

"I'm not doing anything Jaehyun, please let me go." the countertop tile is cold against your cheek, but it helps you keep your head in check. "You're really trying to make me angry! You haven't understood yet that you don't need anyone but me. I'm sure it's Ten, I should have gotten rid of him a long time ago. He's the one keeping you away from me." he releases the pressure on your head, and he walks to the living room.

When Doyoung's gaze lands on Jaehyun, he frowns. He certainly didn't expect the boy to grab him by the collar of his shirt and pull him up to him. "She's mine." the rest is a mix of screams and blood splashing on the walls. You watch the scene, and you don't move. You cry, you can't help it, and a sob escapes your lips when Doyoung's gaze meets yours one last time. "I'm sorry." you articulate. You had no other choice.

Jaehyun drops Doyoung's limp body, and he turns to you. He is about to take a step forward when he finds himself blocked by an invisible force field. "What is happening ?" he growls. He tries to move, but he is unable to come out of this small circle protected by something that is drawing a lot of energy from him.

"It's the only solution, Jaehyun." you murmur, voice broken by another sob. You look at the ground, and Jaehyun follows your gaze. He was so angry that he hadn't noticed the absence of the coffee table in the living room, and the white chalk drawing on the dark wood floor. A pentacle was drawn there by Ten when you went out to retrieve your victim. "Why why !" he screams, and you take a step back.

You know he can't reach you, you spent hours researching it, the best way to trap a demon, and yet you can't help but feel your organs tighten with fear. "I can't do this anymore, Jaehyun." Jaehyun punches his fists against the invisible force field, and the more he does so, the redder his eyes turn. If you get close, you're sure you could see the flames of the underworld reflecting.

"I love you, Y/n! I love you more than .." he starts, but you cut him off. "Yes, more than anyone will ever be able to love me. But that's not love, Jaehyun." you can't describe the anger you reads on the demon's face. "I've killed for you baby, who else could say that?" he's using a nickname you liked for a while, but that only reinforces your decision. "Killing for me wasn't the best way to prove me your love."

"I killed an angel for you! I killed an angel to be with you!" you open your eyes wide to his words. "You- you killed my guardian angel." he nods, a proud expression on his demonic face. So everything that happened was not because of a mistake, but because Jaehyun wanted to be with you. Because he needed to be near you. "You are a monster."

This is the obvious. Jaehyun laughs and you feel your blood boiling inside of you. "Ten, you can come, it's okay." The apartment was not really empty, Ten was hiding in his room waiting for the signal. He stops in front of Jaehyun, and he can't help but smile when he sees that the demon can't reach him. "Oh, the poor little demon can't do anything, that's too bad." you roll your eyes, of course Ten was going to tease him.

It is your turn to approach the pentacle on the ground, and Jaehyun. Despite all the anger in his eyes, you can also see how much love he has for you. And you know that no one can ever love you as much as he does, that's right. But you don't mind, you don't need love like that. You need pure love that will never hurt you. If you can ever trust someone after that.

"You know, for a while, I really thought I could love you, Jaehyun." you explain in a tender voice. "But you're nothing but a monster, you don't deserve to be loved. And you don't deserve to love. At least here you won't hurt anyone anymore." you look at the demon whose face break into something you can't explain, an expression you had never seen on him. It looks like..understanding, pain, and mixed with that natural anger. It's the last time you'll ever see this face, and deep down, it hurts, but it's for the better. You leave the living room.

Ten is in front of the door, with the suitcases you packed the day before. You are ready to start a new life, far from here, far from Jaehyun and the blood he shed in this city of doom. You open the door, and you and Ten walk out of the apartment. The last thing you hear before the elevator door closes are Jaehyun's screams. He is begging for release, begging for forgiveness, promises he can never keep.

"It's you and me against the world, once again." Ten says, and he takes you hand. Yes, it's just the two of you now. You, and a trapped demon.

Trapped, but for how long ?

#nct #nct imagines #jaehyun imagines #nct scenarios #jaehyun scenarios #nct smut #jaehyun smut #jung jaehyun #the tags better work istg

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dulharpa · 5 years ago

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this is for hayley! @whistlingwillows a dear friend <3333

it’s meant to be a birthday present haha. i just want to shower you in love;;; so thought maybe i could go through as many of your fics and comment on them :^)))

(TO EVERYONE ELSE: please go to @whistlingwillows blog and read her fics!!! they are SO FCKIN GOOD AND AMAZING AND UGH HER MIND (it’s a lot of mcu and her bucky and steve fics are a*. i DEFINITELY RECOMMEND))

i wish you a VERY happy birthday and i hope we stay friends for many more years <3333333333

i’m going through your masterlist heehee ;)))

ah first off, nice theme! i never could rlly see it before because i’m always on mobile heehee. also sorry for not reviewing them before??? i don’t usually read fics on tumblr as you’ve probably guessed;;

anyways, IM GON REVIEW THE SHIT OUT OF THESE >:DDDD

far from home - bucky x stark sister!reader

firstly, i like how youre introducing the reader from buckys pov, like you can sort of already gather what shes like from them

‘Bucky can hear Tony’s soft inhale, feel the intensity of the man’s glare directed at Steve. He shouldn’t be eavesdropping, but a twitch of muscle would be enough to alert both men that he’s here. With the amount of tension crackling in the air, a brush against the wall would be equivalent to a thousand cymbals crashing in cacophony.’

IM CRYING ALREADY. the imagery in here is GLORIOUS. your tone here is so fitting! oo and the alliteration here is perfecto

ooooooo!! the backstory coming in 👀👀

‘despite what some people think that Steve and Captain America are two different personas, there will always be parts of Steve in the Avenger, and parts of the Avenger in Steve. They both want to believe in something good. They are, after all, one in the same.// Just as how Bucky and the Winter Soldier are the same man despite everything. HYDRA simply amplified the hate, fertilized the seeds of rage, curated the quiet thunder within his soul, within James Buchanan Barnes so that the Winter Soldier could thrive.’

yIKES! lol this is very character study like! nICE. it hurts tho, my poor children, i love you both

oo ‘starlight eyes’ that is a very nice way of describing them

‘“Then what was London?” The protesters. “São Paulo?” The earthquake. “Vancouver?” Freezing cold water.//“Look, I care if Stark’s gonna run us over trying to find her. I care enough because she’s part of our team. Come off it, Steve. I know she can take care of herself. I’m gonna take a nap. Dr. Cho said no partying post-Singapore and what do you know, we throw the biggest party ever.’

ooo singapore uwu and london? (coincidence? haha jkjk) and the hints abt reader and buckys background are so good?? but so annoying??? like i just wanna KNOW yknow??

‘The water runs copper and the sting bites at his palm as he tries not to think. Tries to focus on the numbing cold that runs over his skin.’

your imagery is so vivid?? im actually in awe??? i am so regretful i havent kept reading your fics. like i know they are amazing, i just keep putting them off??? idk man. hopefully this makes up for it (gd tho, im still not done with commenting on one fic. this is what im doing with my motivation teehee ;)

‘ He feels weak. Tired. He wants to go back to bed but he also wants to stay out in the sun for a few hours more. The sun kisses his skin through the windows and he squints against the blue sky, wondering ‘

mood during this quarantine lol

‘“Oh, right.” Your voice is flat, uninterested, cold, as you stare at him. “You killed my parents.”Shit.‘

OUCH LMAO THATS C O L D, O GOT +100 PHYSIC DAMAGE FROM JUST READING THAT

ooo robin as a nickname noice. very much gives me batman vibes lol

oh! and the way of doing the ‘flashback’ is neat! very original. it both tells us what happened AND buckys reaction to it again. he can re-analyse himself and reader. very cool

‘If you walk away now, don’t bother coming back!” Silence. Bucky can hear his own strained breathing, your soft sigh as you soaked in his ultimatum.’

👀👀 yikes that ultimatum. :// not good bucky. tbf theyre both trying to hurt each other but Yikes

eyy!!! readers pov!! finally! and the switch after we find out the outsiders pov? brilliant

oh no :(( more angst

‘When’s the last time you saw your therapist?”“Don’t have one. I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.”’ they BOTH need therapists;;;;

very good fic!!! :DD they rlly do hate each other! i definitely like how you went back and forth with the timeline! it gave me a v strong idea on what yn was like even before we rlly got introduced. i am now very curious on where reader is? i love your characterisations!

i will read the 10k+ fics but heck the last one took me ages lolol (i will comment in the future tho!! i promise <3 ) (that took me over an hour jjhghgdjh)

slipping away- amnesiac modern bucky x reader

omg,,, AMNESIA! >:DDDDDD

‘ Put your fucking seatbelt on’

oh no, istg theyre going to have a car crash arent they (’ doesn’t put the seatbelt on to spite you.’ NO PLEASE PUT IT ON U DUMBASS)

ok,,,,, at LEAST he put it on before he got hit, thank heck. but still. youre so cruel to your poor characters lmaoo

oh gosh

‘You fall apart slowly, like pieces of you peeling away until you’re nothing more than your broken heart. The sobs that wrack your body are relentless and you shove your forearm into your mouth to muffle your cries. You want to bite into your skin. You want to distract yourself from the agony tearing you to shreds. You want to feel anything but the pain.///Tears sweep into your hair, cloud your vision and your whole face floods with heat as you try to breathe through the pain. You’re cleaved into pieces on that bed, eyes squeezed shut as the tears keep flowing, and your throat burns’

this hurts damn, it is so vivid?? i can really feel it

i am so glad you got into writing yk?? so glad

NO PLS, TELL HIM. TELL HIM :((( ‘shes nice once you get to know her?? shes known nat for years now!! years!!

oh god ‘he looks younger without the burden of your time together’ this is so angsty omg

‘Well, he was stumbling through his apology and I just let him finish.” Your body fills with warmth as you remember his embarrassed smile, the way he shoved his baseball cap farther down his head, chin tucked to his chest, trying to hide that face. “When he was done, I opened my mouth to say something polite but what came out was ‘You look like someone I’d very much like to kiss’.”

this is so soft i stg im crying in the club

OH SHITTTTTTTTTTT , you left it off like that!!! thats so cruel!!!! i can’t!!! how dare you!!!! :””””””((( im typing this with tears in my eyes ill have u know!!

anyway!!! very good fic!! you could honestly make that into a longfic very easily lol. i felt too many emotions :((

i was just about to say where is the fluff!! where is it!! when i saw the next one and yay :))) pls i cant have more angsty stuff rn

cookies and rings and things bucky and reader

‘how much do you love me?’ ‘count the snowflakes, multiply by a million’

did you have to start the fic off with such a SOFT line? its so soft! so TENDER

‘He wonders what kinda insane person wears socks without any clothes on, but then decides that it’s the kind of person who’s fallen in love with him.’ jesus, the soft moments filled with love are the greatest <3

you can write fluff so well, whyd you have to pain me with all that angst ;””””) (1/10 hurt, 9/10 comfort is the way to go lolol) (jkjk ill read the angsty ones too when i have the spoons) (gonna reread that hydra steve one and ik thatll fuck me UP)

‘ Then, he can feel the cold metal of the ring she slid onto her own finger less than twenty-four hours ago and realizes that he had thought a lot of things shouldn’t be possible, and yet they still are. ‘

you literally brought me to tears reading this softness, you have truly found my weakness

‘ She’s so damn gorgeous with flour on her face and eye bags beneath her eyes that he’s sure she will inevitably make his heart burst ‘

he already likes her so much! i can’t believe this is affecting me so much :’)

‘Bucky is quite sure Sam is in love with his girlfriend in the fact that he’s in love with the fact that his girlfriend is possibly in love with Bucky’

this is so soft??? sam loves reader bc reader loves bucky sm. pls my hear <3333

you do fluff SO WELL DAMN

‘F.R.I.D.A.Y.’s voice echoes in his small little perch and he still thinks it’s weird without having the side effect of Stark in his suit chasing after him to hear the A.I. but he shoves that uncomfortable feeling of the dead man out of his head. That is too much regret to unpack right now on a mission. ‘

yike bringing back that reminder oof

but thats so soft??? (i am def overusing soft but,,,,, i love it and the vibe) she sent him cookies! god i can feel the love

‘She expresses her feelings through cooking, which Bucky has learnt the hard way. One time, they got into an argument over something stupid—he can’t even remember what started it—and came to the kitchen at 2AM to see her sitting at the kitchen island crying her eyes out and surrounded by baskets of muffins.’

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 my hEART

you show how much they love each other in so many ways??? i am dying

“Alright, I like it.” Rolling his eyes, he pecks her forehead and she smiles victoriously. It’s so adorable that Bucky, with less than three hours of sleep, adds, “God, I want to marry you.//”“What?”//Oh.Shit.

oh my god! i am literally tearing up!!! AGAIN!!!!!!!!

oh shit o am literally crying

your fluff got me crying harder than your angst i hope youre happy

I really hope you enjoy reading this?? i keep forgetting to like text you but i wanted to do something for your birthday. especially in quarantine when everythings gone crazy. one year i swear ill do something REALLY good for you. not making promises bc i hate if i dont. but ill like, learn how to podfic because you D E S E R V E I T

ive spent like three hours doing this lolol

thank you so much for everything hayley!

#i love you sm hayley!!!! thank you for EVERYTHING #AND THIS IS A FIC REC PLS CHECK HAYLEYS STUFF OUT

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disneysnuff · 7 years ago

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Do not read if you do not want it spoiled roof skye swim bye

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Appears-

“This film is an apology for calling Angela a jew in year 7 and for referring to my mother as a kyke.. Also I looked at Pauls nose weird twice. - For the dead.” YELLOW FONT

the ocean FLOWS in, a red— filtered shade is composed over the water.

Scene 1- int/ext- Day- ‘The Six Nose’

An anti-jewish propaganda circa 1939

Narrator: (in german)The Jew is a plague. These physiognomies immediately refute the liberal theories about the equality of all who bear a human countenance.

four jewish man stand in a room smiling bearded dressed in robe and yamachas.

Narrator: (in german) the beard. the skullcap. and the robes make the jew easily recognisable to any person. should he remove them we risk polluting the purity of our species being that only the sharp-eyed can spot their racial origins. the jew alters their outward appearance, and leave there polish haunts for the rich world. when a jew is around the non-jewish you see him hide, you see him remove the beard and skull cap prepared to infiltrate and destroy western civilization. The jew in kaftan.. Now.. the concealed jew in western european clothes.

the four jewish men stand without beard, skull cap and robes dressed in suits. smiling.

Narrator: as you can see the jew may be able to conceal there heritage an infest our country. An essential trait to spot the Jew is the 6 nose.

a special circular ruler is placed against a Jews nose

Narrator: The shape of the nose is an involuntary revelation of the racial origins of the Jew. The phony dogma that tricked a healthy instinct of a nation. A plague that threatens the health of the aryan people. Richard Wagner, once said: “the jew is the demon behind the corruption of mankind” and these pictures prove it

The jews are shown smiling in the street. talking. some smoking. attending a synagogue.arguing

Narrator: instead jewish morality is in crass contradiction of the aryan concept of ethics, proclaims an unrestrained egoism of every Jew to be divine law. His religion makes cheating and usury a duty. In the fifth book of moses it is stated that “the lord may bless all thy dealings” for the jews doing business is something holy. there youth see only money and do not share the idealism of our german youth.

ADOLF HITLER drives through a parade

our fuhrer once wrote:

“The personification of the devil as the symbol of all evil assumes the living shape of the Jew”

Jews are shown in the street haggling and trading. and a Jew is shown sideways in a near silouette that fades into a silloutte

Narrator- Remember The six nose!

the nose is zoom in upon and an accent charms

-note: roman iconography and nazi flags is spliced throughout along with jewish paraphenallia.-

Scene 2- ext/int day- pond- Gold residence- the family man

A quiet rocky village in the country.

A pond occupied by ducks swimming harmoniously. The sun is going down and the world is laced with golden sunlight.

Bread is thrown into the water by families and kids. People are playing. The Jewish are living. the pond i and stills by a village that is occupied by only The jewish. a family is throwing bread into the water.

Jacobny: broyt (bread) broyt!

the ducks comp up the bread quacking about.

two kids begin skipping rocks. the rocks skip across the water in two pads/plops.

KEBETT: (in yiddish) Do you think you could hit a duck? hahaha

CORDEN: i could sell and feed rocks to this duck!

Corden nods firmly. he throws the rock and hits a duck. the ducks stammer and goes into panic fleeing about flapping the wings squawking about.

Kebett and Corden laugh and keep throwing rocks

Kebett: the ducks fly off north from here. hahaha

they skip more rocks and hit the ducks again causing them to fly off but no more ducks are hit.

kebetts mother lucille wanders towards the pond

Lucille: kebbett!! its dinner time come home

Corden: id do fu-fuck your mother because she cooks so well. Kebbet: “Abi gezunt dos leben ken men zikh ale mol nemen.” stay healthy because you can kill yourself later.

corden: tomorrow youll awake to her squeling “corden fuck me!!”

Kebbet: what did you say to me?

kebbet raises his hand to his chin and flicks his hand off of it with a click of his fingers

Gey strashe di gens (go threaten the geese)

the two boys leave the pond to go home.

you see corden arrive at his house. the house is made of round rocks as is most of the village. corden goes into his house and sneaks past his father who is tossing salad with wooden utensils. The Father HUMBA mixes up the salad. Humba is a good father and doctor. and now lives with his wife and four children.

Humba Gold: Sofia! giyani! Corden!

Humba pops a cork of a glass bottle of purple drink/juice. the four children come from their rooms as Humba pours them all a glass at the setted up dining room table. the children enter and sit at the table quiet. Corden is wearing a red peter pan like hat instead of his yamacah. Humba serves the dinner. the girls enter laughing. Humba silences them.

Humba: Sofia! have extra today. you’ll need to eat, you look very skinny!

Sofia: im trying to papa

Humba: did you catch the butterfly yet my butterfly?

Sofia: no they do not stand still for me

Humba:Because you are not a nice little girl i think

humba grins

sofia: i pray and worship every day yes i am a nice girl. can you help me to catch it papa

Humba: perhaps tomorrow.. but.. you need only to look in the mirror my butterfly

humba reaches out to her and touches her nose.

Humba:hold hands everyone

they hold hands

Humba:BA-RUCH A-TAH A-DO-NOI

ELO-HAI-NU ME-LECH HA-O-LAM

HA-MO-TZI LE-CHEM MIN HA-A-RETZ. (blessed are you, Lord our God, king of the universe, who brings forth bread from the earth. )

Humba: we may now eat

the family eat away for a minute or so untill it becomes apparent that Corden is chewing with his mouth open

Corden: Chomp! Chomp!

humba becomes irritated. and bangs he table loudly. BANG.

Humba: Do not eat like an animal Corden!! if you want to eat like a goat! you can piss and shit like a goat, sleep like a goat FUCK LIKE A GOAT!!

Corden: Goat?..!!!

Humba: take that stupid hat off now

corden: Goat???

Humba slaps the hat off his head

Humba: mouth closed

the daughters sit silently eating quietly

Humba: BEHEYME (fool)

Corden: you work me like the goat

Humba: different… You a person!! what would your mother think? oh this boy is no person he pees with his feet!! what is this on your head?

Corden: hat.

Humba: TAKE THAT STUPID HAT OFF NOW

Corden stares at his father now hatless. they continue staring at eachother Corden grabs a handful of the salad with his hands and stuffs it in his mouth

Humbert:BOY!!!

Corden takes off his hat picks up his weapons/cutlery and begins using them.

-END SCENE-

Scene 3- ext/int-day- village street. The arrival of evil

the rocky made village is filled with jews all inside there homes. three SS gestapo vehicles drives upon the outskirts of the village slowly but surely approaching. birds eye. approaching from a few miles from the village two of the vehicles are jeep-like and the third, the car at the front, is a german vehicle of luxury. three gestapo are having a conversation in one of the military style jeeps.

VIKOR: whats the best type of jewish?

SOLO: mhm, a poor jueden.

They laugh.

solo: have good one da

vikor: how many jews does it take to ruin a nation?

solo: ein (one).

solo ashes a ciggarette.

vikor: again with.. whats the best type of jewish?

a nazi untilts his hat and begins speaking.

LUKIN: that is very simple.. one that is not of breath

solo: i prefer a jew that looks like he needs a jacket in winter. and is as still, as an oil painting.

all together: hahaha mudhahaha

lukin: soon they all be

lukin ashes the ciggarette.

nazi flags of the car float in the wind.

the cars are driving along a windy road.

-the second car to the front.-

a german named FANG shines his luger singing

a second named KLAUS is driving whilst behind the wheel, and another nazi gordon sits setting up his photo camera

FANG:

A, B, C, the cat ran in the snow,

And as she went out of it,

She had on white booties,

O jiminy, O jiminy, O jiminy, O gee!

GORDON: stop singing i cant deal with it

fang: (LOUDER)

oh !!A, B, C, the cat ran up high,

She licked her cold paw clean

And also cleaned her booties,

And went no more into the snowwww.

fang. whats wrong ?

gordon: its a melancholic day.

fang: da? holes for all, our last automatic death!

fang plays with his luger shining it faster getting off on it and then aims

fang: chu chu splat splash chu

gordon: system. they have a system now.

fang: makes our job prettier

gordan: our last pop pop. goodbye jew.. heil furher.

they exchange looks

fang:it is the last time we see the naked, idiotic, weak drop.. you get to take more pictures . (in german) and i get to play play

gordon holds his camera to his eye

fang: lets make it the most beautiful massacre ever, okay?

gordan: Käsekuchen” or (cheesecake)!!

gordon takes the picture

gordon: last day..

fang: LAST. day.

the lineup of the car are approaching

-the luxurious first car-

the hood ornament gleams in vivid dominance a swatstika

ss gestapo officer grim is singing and conducting in his car as german classical music plays (voices of spring by erna sack)

Grim: ooo i love this party

conducting madly behind the wheel as they are close to the village. for some time.

he sings along a little.

they arrive at the village.

all cars pull up slowly as gravel crunches

the music gets quieter. the nazis exit there car

the trunk of the car is opened.

the nazis gather together.

shovels rattle

grim:ready gentlemen?!!

they nod.

the nazis begin stir up the houses and banging there shovels on every door of the one road village.

a little boy comes to the door.

gordon takes a picture

gordon: Käsekuchen”

fang: hello little one

banging on doors is heard throughout the road.

an old lady HOREZ hobells to the door

Horez: well. yi yi ! get away?

fang: get out. where taking you on a permanent vacation

banging is heard throughout the road.

gordon:system.

fang corks his luger.

the world goes silent.

jews are marched out of there house one by one.

is about to begin.

GRIM: a symphony of death, is about to begin

as he waves his arms conducting

-narration-

goebells :. In the evening I had a look at the Polish-Yiddish motion picture, The Dybuk. This film is intended to be a Jewish propaganda picture. Its effect, however, is so anti-Semitic that one can only be surprised to note how little the Jews know about themselves and how little they realize what is repulsive to a non-Jewish person and what is not. Looking at this film I realized once again that the Jewish race is the most disgusting one that inhabits the globe, and that we must show them no mercy and no indulgence. This riffraff must be eliminated and destroyed. Otherwise it won't be possible to bring peace to the world.

whilst this narration takes place the jews are forced out of there homes some in a struggle others go willingly the faces of the children and women are in terror and dismay crying, screaming.

the gestapo arrive at Humbas. vikor and solo bang on the door. humba answers the door

humba: who are you?

solo corks an mp40

Grim: Dr gold my i am ss Gestapo Grim. welcome.. i have a surprise for you.. i hereby invite you to a really really big funeral.

the family come to the door.

humba:

corden: *hapuet*

soflet: papa

solo forces the family out.

grim begins waving his arms conducting again

corden refuses but is eventually dragged out to the street

HUMBERT: please dont hurt my family.

corden is thrown for uncompliance with the ss. his hat falls to the ground

grim: uh-uh uh. no. dont do that. you might wreck his face!!!!!

grim continues conducting

the family is worked out to the center of the street to join the rest of there neighbours they stand 23 strong.

grim stands at the center and front of the line in which a small field is behind. by his car smoking, still waving his arms

the village continues to scream. becoming a herd of jew. nazis with automatic guns stand on every side and corner

humba and his family hug, each jew is individually in fear. screaming crying. children the elderly.

a little boy named RAMIYA runs away from the herd.

grim shoots him in the back. he drops

the village screams and gets closer together.

grim: you run!!! you wont get any last words like this worthless kyke got!!!!!!

scene end.

title appears- Ramiya

aunty islez: can i?… this is the first time he hears it, i want it to be from me!

mum of ramiya: nooooo

Ramiyas father: oh if he wants to hear it let him hear it.

mum of ramiya: okay go

the aunty walks over to the crib

aunty of ramiya:(in jewish) i love you! I LOVE YOU!

ramiya: who rama

scene end. black still

the herd is walked further into a field surrounding the village

crying like as they say there goodbyes in frequent terror.

SCENE ENDS

fang: strip

KADER takes of his brown and navy clothes

untill his underpants

Lukin:all the vay jew, naked

he takes off his underwear exposing his penis

a shovel is handed out. the line up is 22 strong.

fang: walk. filth!

he taps him with the gun on the bum.

kader walks to the field and begins digging

a girl named” anne “ walks to the front of the line up. the nazi at the end exposes her breast.

anne quivers in fear

after pulling her shirt open he touches her breat with a gun. she takes the rest of her clothes off breathing heavy tears she is handed a shovel

solo: walk!

two male jews are stripped and given shovels one by one being told so, they are handed shovels.

grim: dig you swine

grim: dig

soflet starts crying in the lineup.

Humba: its going to be okay my butterfly just looking for buried treasure.

humba kisses her holding her hand they walk together

Humba: corden take your sister corden

corden is handed soflet.

soflet: cordy whats papa going to do?

corden:keep us together

humbert looks closely at sofia

=humba: sofia if the bad men takes papa do not be still=

humba forces himself through to the front of the line up breaking formation

vikor: out of formation! i’ll kill you if you move another centimetre jueden!

the guns of the ss click and the father is still. humbert raises his hands

humba:you dont have to do this? -in yiddish-

grim keeps conducting

they stand in silence for one second there eyes balling eachother

grim keeps conducting

humbert : i want to know if you are going to let..

grim stops conducting

grimm: talk

humbert : i want to know if you are going to let any of us live

grim smiles exposing a gold tooth

goebels narration: this is grim our finest killing machine

grim smiles and a gold tooth outline shines

humba: why are you doing this?

grimm: whats the problem? you disagree with nature?

humba: nature? death?

(*perhaps*grim:feral air questionnaire?)

grim: the purity is mere fundamentals. the second most important aspect to nazi Germany. there will be no flowers at your grave.

humba:I beg you. do not do this?

grim: frankly your race is the rape of our country.

humbert doesnt understand.

humbert: water?

humba makes a drinking motion to his lips.

grim: soon we will drink.

humba: adank (thank you).

humba returns to his family.

grim returns to conducting.

rumba hugs his family tight all together

lukin solo stands at the back if the herd.

grim and fang at the front. grim is conducting once again

fang: clothes….. strip!! clothes!!

the ss stand at each corner. amput is at the front of the line

amput:get away from me

fang: strip or die now

amput: hmmmph (sexily)

she takes off her clothes then takes her white grandma forties panties down. fang hands her a shovel

fang: go dig

fang smiles psychotically exposing his teeth closely.

amput walks to the field and begins digging with the other girls help along with the other girl.

japil is now at the front of the line

fang: do you have any silver?

japil:no

fang: strip

he takes of his shirt and he has brass on his belt

fang touches the belt

fang: gold?

japil:no no onn ono

fang: brass?

japil: take. you have?

fang: almost.. pants

japil lowers his pant

fang hands him a shovel

japil: how deep?

fang: china, go

WOLFEE appears a cartoon wolf

a wolf is on a flying carpet dressed in ss uniform blowing bubbles a red flying carpet, a nazi swatstika is the center piece garment of the hood he crashes into a phat yodelling lady dressed in Traditional Bavarian Tracht and bursts into swatstikas that turn into love hearts and bubbles.

the cartoon ends and film burns out

the street is in still terror

japil eyes fang

fang eyes japil

japil: forever in fin

fang:go move

japil stands still. fang points the luger to his head

fang:go now

japil stands still

japil:fuck you and your fuher.

japil spits

the spit lands on fangs face.

japil refuses shaking

japil: El Maleh Rachamim

fang hits him with the pistol japil drops

grim: get up get up

japil: El Maleh Rachamim

fang then grabs him by the hair and lifts him

grim: salute the fuher

japil salutes with a gun to his head

fang: now kiss it

jappil kisses the luger

fang: again twice

japil breaksdown in tears

japil: no no

grim kisses the air

fang kisses the air

gordon laughs and kisses the sky

vikor kisses the air three times

solo kisses the air and laughs manically

lukin kisses five times

fang: now kiss it

japil kisses the luger and begins peeing on the shoes of fang

grim: this is the most attractive you’ve been all day hahaha

the ss all clap

grim: look at him pee

japils piss creates a puddle

grim: swein vermins everybody! cut it off

fang exposes a knife and grabs japils penis and cuts it off

he drops bleeding out. japil lies on the ground surrounded by the living

grim: what was the roaches name?

grim: who OWNS this child!!

a jew named ANNETE in the herd breaks out

annete: japil was his name!

TITLE APPEARS- JAPIL-

scene int day village

a classroom full of teenagers

japil: whats your name girly girl

amput: amput

japil smiels. amput smiles

narration japil: that was the first time i saw the love of my life naked.

amput digs away. the life leaves japils body

i lost my dick and my life.

japil is lieing dead in a pool of blood by the herd.

village street-

amput: what is yours? mr bad haircut

japil: haha japil. i do need a new hair cut miss beautiful

amput: long on top .short on bottom.. like a soldier

japil: yes MAM!

amput giggles and smiles

japil is lieing dead in a pool of blood by the herd.

japil: death was a turn on, even dickless. i got to see my girl naked. regardless i was taken. as i layed in a pool blood i thought of our first kiss.

japil and amput meet

amput: see, i knew it would look good.

she kisses him on the cheek

japil smiles all over his body

amput diggs naked extrenously.

gordon drags japil dickless to the hole leaving his dick in a puddle of urine. his body is placed near the hole

gordon: i like how you dig girly

gordon takes a photo. she looks cold and disgusted

amput: uh fuck you

the herd stand trembling and hugging.

a small girl named gloris is now at the front

grim: naked now

gloris:-ahhhh

she flaps her arms like a duck

she takes her clothes off

fang: walk to that man in the corner sweety pie

dad:you cant have my daughter

grim: uh uh uh

grim waves his finger

fang: she will be gods. naked, Now

he reaches out to choke fang

grim: naughty!

*pop* grim shoots him in the shoulder

dad:GLORIS! meyn lib(in yiddish) my love subtitle

AZIK falls to the floor

fang stomps his head out till blood flys like popping bacon

title GLORIS FATHER appears

gloris dad ties glorises shoes

dad:rabbit stew rabbit hoop under do the two roll like dough and then make whole

the bloody boot is removed from a puddle of slushed brains and skull fang spits on the body

gloris father: and there we go

sweetheart shoe tieing finishes

gloris: love you papa

they kiss

the wife is standing at the dooorway

gloris’ mother: i still remember why i married you

glorris father “i am good at knots too! hahaha

mum: you two going out?

jacobny: yes allday arent we glorpy

the mum smiles

GLORIS MOTHER

*pop* grim shoots him in the shoulder

dad:GLORIS! meyn lib(in yiddish) my love subtitle

the mum is in a cupboard she hears the gunshot from the top floor she jumps out.

mother: oh my

she looks out the window.

mother: JACOBNY!!

TITLE APPEARS -JACOBNY- with an old time cash register sound effect or timer sound effect or bell.

lieing mashed on med unrecognisable

solo: jew jewwww they open fire \ the herd scream

humba: lucille DROP NOW!!

a bullet goes through the window and puts a hole in the glass and lucilles head killing lucille

LUCILLE APPEARS:

lucille is reading gloris a bed time story

lucille:…..

“And it is such a ‘gift to G-o-d’ which I embarrassed today, for which I am so sorry. And now that this ‘gift’ returned and came to me, shall I not shower him with love?”

lucille closes the book

jacobny enters

jacobny: bedtime now.

glorpy: love you father

lucille: night glorp

lucilles kisses her head strongly

the body of lucille drops to the floor

Humberts family is now at the front of the line up

fang: clothes

she strips her body is vulumptulious

he hands a shovel to giyani..

fang: dig

she walks two metres to the hole and digs naked along with the others

LuKIN: PUT YOUR BACK INTO IT, FASTER JEWS

grim lights a ciggarette. humba reaches the front of the line

grim: ahh dr gold

humba: water? you promised water

grim: i promise death

humba: you cannot do this my family is too young

grimm: clothes off now it will rain soon.. you will not leave to see the third reich cleanse the planet of the rodents of such

humba: for it was you. i would show mercy

grim: clooooothes

humba spits on grims face. he wipes it off

grim: do not be so difficult doctor, please.. i think your health may be at risk

he raises a luger to humberts head

humba: i will do gods work and put you in the ground

before i let you treat me and my family like animal….

grim: my apologies doctor gold but you jueden will not live to see our haven

grim puts the gun to his forehead

grim: 3,2,

HUMBA: DO NOT BE STILL MY BUTTERFLY.. RUN

grim: ein

gunshot

HUMBERT appears

hot air ballon proposal, humbert is with his wife in a hot air balloon

humbert: if you say no ill fall.

he pops open the ring box

humbert: will you marry me?

mrs gold: yes my love

humbert gets up and they kiss and then humbert places the ring on her finger

hardcut

back to the horror

corden picks up soflet and runs.

he gets 25 metres in 4 seconds when he is punctured in the head by a bullet fired by vikor. soflet drops and tumbles a little but parrys to her feet quickly

-CORDEN- appers

ext flower field

two boys in a field of white blossom trees as the blossoms fall from the sky. corden is with johla

corden: race me turtle

johla: you are the one who is slow

they run in slow motion through the white blossom trees

they fall down laughing

the two look at eachother

they coontinue looking at each other

johla: i told you i was faster

corden goes in 90

johla goes in ten

they kiss passionately

EXT by the hole

soflet keeps running and looks back

slow motion: soflet: cooooorrrrdy

johla peers out forty five degrees breaking internally forever

MUSIC

GRIM: LITTLE GIRRRRLLL?

vikor keeps shooting

grim: stop. vikor, do the opposite of let her go

she hides behind a tree

grim: fetch, retrieve her

vikor nazi sprints after her

the nazi quickly catches up and soflet is hiding behind a tree

she throws a rock at him it hits his helmet and bounces off

ext jump cut

a cat chases a butterfly playfully playfully catching and then viciously eating.

he smiles like a smug then charges her like a hungry leopard

a man strips and takes a shovel.

the nazis laugh together, they all dig

humbas body is rolled in as the hole gets bigger amput giyani and and now a man are digging the body flops in naked, corden is also rolled in.

vikor piggy backs soflet on his shoulders and walks back to the hole.

grim: nagi nagi nagi no more running kitty

she squirms and squirms

he laughs vile

vikor: drop lot vici vici kitty

vikor holds up soflet and makes kissing faces at her

he strips her and places her on the outskirts of the hole.

ext

the butterfly lands on the white kittys back to which the kitty plays with

stel steps towards fang

stel: do not hurt my sister. please dont hurt my soflet sausage please

fang: if you are lucky you wont be breatheing to watch her perish .

stell pulss fangs gun to her gut and slams the trigger destroying her insides

Grim: the odds were so. and so and so it is, we lose another contestant hahaha

he pulls off stells dress and holds it holey and dripping blood

fang picks up stel and hungs her walking her on his torso and squeezes her cheeks

he squeezes the cheecks and puppets her like a ventriloquist

fang:“ do not hurt my sister” hahaha

grim snickers sneering

he continues dragging her

fang:i love sausage

grim: your so funny

he walks her all the way to the hole

she flops into the now three metre hole row wide and half a shovel deep ragdoll flopping into the grave like a tetris piece

STEL APPEARS

playing with a dradle

stell: I was the first born in my family, my job was to inspire and take care. i died when i saw no posibillity of escape or life. i died when i smelt the germans breath

grim beathes smoke in slow motion. conducting with a ciggarette

stel playing with a dradle

stel: lehiyam

grim:to the hole?! clothes, roach..

you are not the digging type, frail.. disgusting.. you are with god i see.

the lady is praying to a star of david mumbling jewish prayers as she takes off her clothes

grim: to the hole we’ll save the eldest till last

the nazis strip the elderly and have her stand with the children

fang returns

she walks over to the hole shaking with a star of david

a child approaches grim handing grim a flower

grim: you are so polite i love when they dont speak. there almost cuter

veros: pleas let me live. i need yogurt sir! i need biscuits. i need dolly

grim: oh, her voice! she’s cuter than honey pie, yes! where is dolly?

veros: with my heart, but in room.

grim: lets go get dolly?

veros:pardon

grim: dolly! lets go and get her shall we, take my hand!

veros: ump

she takes grims hand

grim: watch these. try not to kill any

fang nods

grim and vera walk quietly and wholesomely. three jewish men are at the front of the line up

fang: strip now

pattering footsteps as grim and vera happily walk to veras house

grim opens the door

grim: oh dolly!

the wooden door creaks

veros: dollyyyyy!

grim: where is your dolly !

veros: come this way take my hand this time!

grim: ok..

they walk into the house and upstairs into her bedroom

veros: heres my heart, its where my invisible friend lives too his names mickey

we’re going to get married hehe

grim: hello dolly

veros: hello dolly!

grim:now darling, sweet, sunshine daisy?

im going to kill dolly and your entire fucking race!!

grim takes out his luger and shoots dolly in the head.

vera screams

the window is opened and he throws the dolly out .

the dolly falls out the window near floaying from its lack of weirght it hits the floor and thee with a plop that sounds like a gatorade bottle on cement.

the girl veros starts crying

veros: why did you do that to dolly? WHY!?

grim: dolly is worth plenty more than you and your kyke moustache.

grim lifts veros by the hair

she squirms and screams he walks her to the window

vera: ah AH AHHH

grim: todaaa

she is thrown out the window hear hair pulled out

she is have way through the air when it pauses.

title appears- Vera

velos: this is how i died in my head.

vera is flapping her arms and soars into the sky after picking up her dolly

she kisses the dolly, and the dolly bullet holes sparkles to perfection. as she happily flys away into the clouds hugging her dolly.

velos: but in reality…..

a still of veros halfway through the air

velos: i only flew two seconds

vera (velos) falls and her head splats on the floor

the door to the house closes and grim struts like disco back to the line up. two more jewish men are now digging at the hole along with 5 others.

GRIM: put bubbles on a shovel and take her to the hole . and uh her dolly too.

birds eye as they shiver by the hole vera and the dolly are thrown into the growing grave one by one vera first followed by her dolly

annette is next in line wideshot right of frame.

ANNETTE apears.

int- room- candle lit

writing in her room a love letter to japil by scrunched up pieces of paper. she puts it in a letter box

japil reads the letter.the letter, yiddish, reads

narration: japil i have a secret. my heart is warm at sight, my hand quivers in silence, my heart beats for thee, my chase to compel you, intercept me at the rocky street my lips have been waiting to meet. love, me (its a secret).

japil runs to the roof and screams

japil: AMBER

Japil smiles and puts the note in his breast pocket

annette along with the golds overhears

humba wakes up

humba: ohp

annette: my heart is ashamed. doooooo

amput: yiptuhhhh!?hahaha

annette punches the mirror and holds it to her throat

annete: discourse of my love. i am not alive.

she puts down the shank and cries

annette: a who who who

grim returns to the formation

grim: ah knower of japil? for breast take attraction, it would please if i fed you…?

does your interest peak? are you eager..

annette: what is that you want?

grim gets down to the puddle of piss and picks up japils severed penis

approaches annette

grim: second meal of the day. i take it?

annette: number one..

annette sucks the dick passionately

grim: on knees..

annette gets down on her knees and sucks the severed cock

grim: the swan performs!

annette: gluh gluh gluh

she throws up vomiting on the severed dick

grim:well done ! fine swan! for that you now get to live an extra 15 minutes, for your victorious lap of celebration.

take this shovel. dig. grim spits

annette: RAAAh ILL KILL YO/UU..

grim trips her

grim: now youve lost the attention of the audience the golden earring and lead trophy will not be in your grasp. im going to dig, LITTLE SCHLAMPE

SUBTITLE APPEARS: little slut

he puts the luger in side her pussy an blows her mind twice she squirms orgasmically the bullets pop out her head

annette: japil

she falls in slow motion

grim: doo doo doo doo

grim: how could a swan fall without wings

violins exume

grim plays with his belt

grim : 2 LITTTTLLLE PIECESSSSSS!!!!….

fang: this is deaths symphony a corpsely arrangement of worthless vermin

grim: uhh. do not interupt.. i was about to break into song

solo: grim fancys her showmanship

grim breaks her neck

?the nazis throw coins annette?

she bounces like a coupe deville ragdoll the nazis sneer and gawk. the line near now 7

scooj is at the front of the line. a father

grim: seven left to face there doom was peggy looping new, my power to the funeral of undesirable.!

annette is dragged away in the backround

nazi:hurrah

the nazi heil hitler

solo: HURRAH!!!

vikor moves in from the back of the line PASSING SCOOJ A SHOVEL

grim: OK

vikor: dig

scooj walks to the body filled hole

an old man A young lady with a small boy and another young man are at the front of the line

grim: ok little vones..

grim:take off your apparel and take in the trees the birds cheeping andthe wind that talks for soon you will be very very grave..

they strip the old lady and the little boy

maree: you do not know what you are doing? eternal damnation will be your fray, devil.

the devil has you by the soul and swallows you whole.

they all walk to the hole where 10 stand naked surrounded by nazis

they are lined up in a row by the 3 metre wide and one metre and a half deep mass grave

gunther starts crying

maree: think of pretty girls and stand with god gunther laughter is the best medicine, laugh at them!

gunther has a gun to his head

gunther laughs at the nazis

vikor: his laugh is so cute

solo: cheesecake

solo takes a picture of the little boy

grim: i like him..

kill him now

gunther: laughters is fond of my remembers ha hahaha

he begins to cry

*pop*

the boy IS SHOT IN the forehead he falls into the grave as the blood pours like a garden hose without a nozzle

GUNTHER (appears) in a synagogue

rabbi: keep these words inside your head gunther

Gunther looks the rabbi hits him with the book

rabbi:no matter how gloomy things seem, everything can turn around, talking to god can turn things around.

amput narration: the blue eyed man looked like a jungle man i spoke to him

amput: feeling good?

grim: not just yet

amput: on with you ! spits. where is your god?

grim: goodbye foul breathed kyke tata

amput:talatata monkey

*pop*

she falls like christ

AMBER appears

amput: suck your mother!

lights a ciggarette and blows a spit bubble.

amput brushes her hair three times in the mirror prepared for bed

amputs body is dragged to the whole she flops in indecently and flumpy.

a jew stands naked jumpin about

desdett: hows it going?

grim: what do you mean, it?

desdett: i could go on and on about. it. im in my birthday suit and im about to find out.

solo: gut weiter nackt sein (good, continue being naked.)

grim: any last words smart mouth?

desdett: knock knock

grim: your not there

grim drags him by the hair AS HE SQUELS fang holds the few alive at gun point like a super spy comically. desdett is now at the grave and holds him at the cusp of the dirt

desdett: ahh ahh ahh (squel)

grim: I DO NOT FANCY FORTUNE TELLING although

grim: death rules here, death rules the land

whilst he conducts some more

grim has his foot on his head.

he shoots the naked dessert

DESDET appears

desert is jumping on his bed singing

desdet: two little monkeys jumping on the bed the little one fell off and bumped his head

-back to the horror-

Grim : step right up

giyanyi is at the front of the line and is quick stripped

giyani is shot in the face falling flopping into the mass grave

-giyani appears

giyani in youth covering her face in lipstick circullly

and smiling childishly

giyani: i am now beautiful

she runs into the living room and the fmily laugh

stel: what have you done to your face?

they laugh

polonaise no.4 plays

9 more are shot and fall one by one

there last words in silent shot portralisticly higher res then the rest like a heat camera but less black. over a minute

grim: old jueden. you are the last.. old saggy vitch

marlot: UGLEEE!!!

*bang*

UGLEE appears. subtitled:(of god)

the sound of the body drops. in black.

grim: lets get out of here

intermission appears ray anthony room 43 plays out

soft fade MEANWHILE IN JAPAN appears announced by american.

6 sumos sit on a caroseul eating apples the apples are red and one is dropped falling to pieces.

54 minutes later appears -

polonaise no.2p plays

the naked corpses lie like a plate of jelly and the music gets louder. they hobble and wobble like meat, skin rubs

red

humba emerges

-the creshendo-

gasping for air

he picks up the sticks biting down on the stick he uses the second to pull out a bullet shard lodged in his cheek.

“butterfly” he shakes in terror especially his legs

“annneta”

he shakes annetes body she doesnt have any life

humbert: please

blood spills from his head

the village is still wakefully it rains

a town destroyed

humba:the street runs with my blood.

HUMBERT appears

hava nagila plays

he walks awkwardly back to his home to get a coat

and some pants

end scene

a tear rolls down humbas face as he breaks his house and he grabs a pair of scissors

the havas become humba as the choir returns in a disney fashion.

ACT 3 appears

“the monster custom, who all sense doth eat of habits devil, is angel yet in this, that to the use of actions fair and good, he likewise gives a frock or livery that aptly is put on”

appears-

scene int grims home.

grim: last day today

grims wife: i dont not want to have sex with you reak of *beep*

and your eyes smile of death

grim:no?!

grim rapes his wife he takes her as she comes

grims wife : uhh

fade to black

grim redos his belt buckle

grim: hitlers showcasing the german athlete before we introduce the final solution, fine athletes..

grims wife: hmm

grim: i do the death circus gladly and the fuher expects me to admire this jarra’s ability to run quickly quickly quickly. un

grims wife: i want you to race him? show this jarra

grim:i feel so useless darling

grim: the death circus continues da

grim: more of use i figure, fuhers all in a fuss cause he drinks almond milk da

grim: we will race him with the jueden and the winner will live to tell of the triumph

grims wife: dont count these frighty able out da

scene end

scene ext/int brothel dusk

humba finds his horse in a field. he slowly appraches him and places a saddle on her back.

scene ext/ day running track

mengele: good morning to you all. today we pit the ability of our fine german against the dead

trumpets sound

cameras are rolling.

mengele:the first of many tests. welcome jarra!!

the crowd hurrahs

jarra takes to the starting line

mengele: and the jews

three jews walk to the starting line

mengele: on your marks!

the runners ready for a sprint

a gun is fired as a starting of the race and one of the jews drops after being hit by the bullet

jarra runs taking an early lead making ten paces ahead of the jews that follow suit

the swatstikas wave in the wind

jarra wins

mengele: a fine experiment!

the trumpets ring

the nazia file out of the stadium

two jews are placed up against the wall and shot at the same time their brains splatter the wall.

the trumpets echo with the gun shots an empty stadium

…

jarra flakes appears in cartoon

a cereal commercial

voice over: hey kids do you want to be big strong and fast? then you need jarra flakes

jarra: everyday i strive for perfection

(crunch)

…

grim approaches jarra who is still at the stadium dusting off his shoes

grim: hey i want to race you? my wife she wants me to race you

jarra: hmph

grim: please

jarra: ya

grim marks a starting line with his foot creasing the dirt

grim: this the de start.. to that pole

they run symphonically

…

grim looses by a nose

grim pulls out his gun and plugs jarra in the knee

jarra: coward. i won.

jarra flakes appears comically

grim: i drink jew blood

grim shoots him in the other knee

and then the head quickly

…

grim picks up the body

grim:believe it. you are very dead. very fast.

the body is lumping around feet dragging

grim:so it is so

lump

grim: ..you are no more

lump. grim enters the change rooms dragging the dead body

grim:so fast you were early for your own funeral

lump. drop

grim: artherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr hhahahani

…

ext/int afternoon dusk

humba stalks the road on his horse through a street florished with nazi propaganda he dismounts the horse by a neon lit brothel. he walks in with a nod the girl working the brothel perks up

nancy: hello

humba walks straight past.

nancy: oh

you can hear nazis fucking an orgasmic lust of paid flesh.

a german is in the toilet whistling “ the way you make me feel”

humba walks in wand kicks open the cubicle the nazi pulls out a luger and is stabbed in the chest with a pair of scissors then slicing his throat in the chaos the toilet roll spills on the floor

…

humba exits the toilet now dressed as gestapo

humba:va

the man sits dead on the toilet covered in blood

…

“THE DEATH CIRCUS” appears

a train passes a live classical band full of chellos and violins is at the gate

grim: i formally welcome you! to the death circus !

the band intensifies

a tattoo gun rings

grim: this is how we count you

three jews wrists are marked with numbers

the jews stand naked and lifeless

3 tattoos are done

the number reads

2476.759

and the second

1865.7999

grim: haircuts!

one jews head is shaved

the jews stand lifelessly but now bald and thinner

grim: heres where you eat!

the food slops from the laddle of the kitchen hand

twenty jews stand lifelessy

grim smells the gruel paste of food

grim: yum yum

…

grim: heres where you sleep!

jews stand naked priceless

quick cut to the jews lay in the hard wooden bunks

grim: no standing on the roof, okay? if you get on the roof the only way to get you down will to be to shoot you down

…

grim:and thhis, this, is where you clean

hundred jews in the shower vomiting there last breath as the chemical seeps in the shower dining together

sclub 7 plays- bring it all back begins playing

gold is ripped out of the jews mouths 1 by 1

some have three gold teeth

14 floppy dead

the nazis dance in formation as theatrical as thriller but like puppet masters

and birds. a small musical number as teeth are pulled out in a gory display montage

…

a german circus takes place outside the walls of the camp

goebells watches smoking a cigarette and clapping at the wonderful quirk of circus

the clowns take photos

and a bear is in a car

grim enters the high room in which goebells sits a high viewing point

goebells: uhh grim

grim: i mine blinded by light they will not see

goebells: thats not going in the new picture

goebells: the word of your brutality is outstandingly unpopular

grim: are they calling me, the gollum?

goebells racks a line of coke

goebells: no there calling you the….

goebells whispers in grims ear (inaudible)

grim:??

goebells: your supposed to have a line?

grim: WHAT! goodbye

grim exits

goebells continues watching the circus

grim leaves

goebells: hitler faggot pshh

goebells associate: what of grim

goebells: he thinks he is a supreme killer i know

associate: hmm

goebells: “i know but look at him clutch the teet”

scene ext/int beach

australias sunsets as a ship breaches the horizon

an aboriginal drops a spear

100 years later appears

aussie kids smokes a homemade bong

i skrag were the fucks me weetbix

fucking oven ya lost it

oh fuck me with your weetbix

mum: tyler

tyler: yeah ?!!

mum: whens fatal attraction on?

tyler: aw shove a weetbix up ya cunt !!

mum: ya oven fucking lost it

scene end

scene ext/int desth camp

the speaker adresses the camp

mengele: appointment for torish haim

torish: donpupalay

family hug

torish enters a grey drab room

mengele: good day

torish shakes

mengele: were going to see if you have a spine. lie down here for me (in german)

grim is sitting in his office bored chewing bubblegum like a pregnant man with his hands on his belly

he hears screams from the next room

grim: do do do do

*chomp chomp*

he blows a bubble

pi- monkeys fucking by the twos for pi seconds

grim: youll fly when the world convinces you too

ext- dusk-

humba shines a luger on his horse. entering the death camp met with salutes from two officers

humba humba screams the choir

alma-santa sangre plays

naked jews are lined up for the shower shaking in cold

humba walks pass not batting an eye

the choir sings to drums

humba dismounts the horse at the office

the music stops

he enters the building trenchcoat flapping in the wind

humba knocks on the door that reads grim.

grim answers

accent

grim: I..

HUMBA lunges at him puting a pistol in his mouth

grim gets on his knees

grim: dr gold pleased to see you what a surprise

humba: my life

grim: uhh

humba: are you my corden?

grim: (pistol in mouth) no

humba: my neighbour .. lucille

grim: put the gun down i dont want to have to kill all these people again

humba: my butterfly?? are you my butterfly? ARE YOU

ooo ooo my butterfly

grim: you will fall. you will die. and they will all be like your butterfly

humba: my butterfly? maybe line humba: im not here to save my people i cannot be saved

grim: my name is grim hölle leben Nimm mich jetzt g i am forever grateful

grim smiles and takes his hat

grim blows a big bubble with his bubblegum till it pops

-grim- appears

grim appears- 2 ii loved music, erna sack in particular i’d never heard such a woman sing, such a voice, i imagined her killing power to be on par with my own

grim imagines erna sack singing to a audience of sorts and there heads explode one by one in slow motion to the height of her opera vocals its a real performance bar similar to a comedy club, red curtains circle tables in seats of two

humba fires one bullet

grim is hit once blowing his skull out and the second bullet

mengle looks up hearing the shots midway through cutting out a spine

mengele: oop

mengele walks out with a bonesaw in hand and is shot in the shoulder stapling him to the floor by humba.

pow.

humba walks slowly out

the boy screams in visceral terror

humba exits the building hiding from two nazis at the staircase

…

humba tips his hat

humba mounts the horse and exits the death camp slowly

nazis look on in confusion

MONTAGE:

one loaf of bread

kid in class recites : 6 million, NOW, aw get them extinct, you stink jueden, The war is worth nothing, we have nothing?, we have love (in yiddish). what did the stars say

act iv- turnover

int boardroom

goebells is in a meeting

GOEBELLS: i have the perfect idea for the new picture.. were going to make a spectacle of this Humbert the killer of our Grim

as his appropiates i wish you to star in it. find the reichs pest wherever he hide. were going to catch that little devil.

fang solo and gordon stand.

GOEBELLS: COSTUMES!!!

salsa music plays

goebells queerly runs through his studio costume department flying like a bird. playing with the coat hangers

gaffer: mark scene 7 take one

Goebells: action

the three stand in uniform and enter the car

- death squad- or -terror squad- appears to a jazz tune

solo sits at a chair smoking a cigarette

fang: my name is private fang: and i am here to do gods and the fuhrers work

i like reading and making love.

gordon: i take photos. my name is gordon. im here to cure the the german people from undesirables.

two flags fly a german and a nazi party flag

solo: My name is solo. im a gestapo i kill vermin!

solo shoots a disabled jew

narration goebells: a devil is among us.. a vile jueden determined on espionage and economic turmulence and death of the german people.. we will struck him out!!!

iconography of the nazi party.

fang: we are sharks..

solo: and we will catch ze fish swimming in our destitude.

goebells: schneiden! okay solo can you come here? can you just say “i will kill every jew, every last jew”

solo nods

goebells: rolling!

solo: i will kill every jew, every jew.

goebells: now fang say this with more att-ti-tude than solo

goebells

goebells: fang, every jew will die by my hand, or die by the hand of my species

fang: every jew will die by my hand, or by the hand of my supreme race

goebells: perfect

goebells: rolling!

gordon: there will be no smiles till every jew has parished.

goebells: good schneiden! love what you did with it gordon beautiful. now we tulgen to the seen of the crime

a swatstika appears a nazi

narration goebells: anywhere the deficient breathing jueden still lurks some hide under floor boards.

jews are marched out from underneath floorboards and herded up from houses.

goebelss: others.. in wardrobes. they could be in your home? in your backyard??. at your dinner table????!

a swatstika flag flys in the wind.

narrator: they will meet DEATH

-death squad- appears

jazz trumpets horn out.

scene-ext/int-day

humba rides his horse by the horizon untill they find a lake

the horse stops to drink he gets off and cleans blood from his hands.

for sometime

looking at himself seeing the monster in himself

the water ripples and a red filter is placed over the water fading in over one second

the water waves place upon the shore in echoing with the crys of the dead neighbourhood

“shlikenshaaa”

“Ugleee”

“mahunsha”

humba trembles

-the death squad-

appears again

goebells: MAKE UP people MAKE UP. i want you killers to look like true german sex cuisine, okay lighting.

this is when we kill the scoundrel; lets find the jew, put another hole in his head.

solo:this man killed germans

fang:one jew is to many jew

gordon: i will have no remorse for a jew corpse

goebells: yes, i like that one alot

scene end

humba is loading his luger in nazi uniform by the lake

he counts on his fingers ,

humbert: eyns

humbert:tsvey

humbert: dray

humbert: fir

humbert: finf

humbert mounts the horse and rides into the landscape

they track humba in a landscape montage

as humba rides quietly

-gordon solo fang killed off possible bygun fire luger

pop pop pop

they drop a ?bullet pops goebells camera?

humba fires one moe to find an empty clip

a shot of gordons camera

gordan: appears: first camera flash and first photo, world war 1 is over newspaper

a shot of solos nazi arm band and name reading Q.Solo

solo: with nana “your my man of the house” “

Fangs dead face shot

fang:eating an apple while seeing his first girl naked ala once upon a time in amez

birds eye and close up of eye then nazi arm and then distorted face

the trigger goes click

goebells prances

goebels: oh….

humba: How did our eyes get so red?

goebells: i think the present owner.. cant count.. silly silly jew

humba: i am the holy

humba reloads the luger

goebelss: you are the dead. goose egg.

humba pushes goebells

humba: walk

goebells: uhh! i am supreme to these, hitler faggots pshh

humba: WALK!

GOEBELLS hands are raised

GOEBELLS: “nigger rape jew” “fuckin spit on you” !

goebells spits at humba

they march over the hills

(goebells is in fur coat)

goebells: all you prayer given slugs ever wanted

goebells falls over from a push

goebells gets to his feet

goebells: i am the man of the century.

humbert: hent royf

subititle: Hands up

GOEBELLS raisies his hands

HUmba:goodbye.

goebells: Kill away… kill me like the good abortion you are…

humba: it is i who deliver you to the devil. (yiddish)i am the angel of death.

GOEBELLS : i am the man of the century! fuck you and your jew mouth.

pop

ARHHHHHHHHHHH

goebells is shot and falls to the floor his blood translates with the lake

Goebells appears:

narration-

History may claim there ‘is” a solution in which we only killed forty maybe 50 but the pretty pictures speak not only a thousand years for all that of a thousands years of the third reich.

goebells: goebells plays with a toy car by a chess game his father sets up chess game. the wheels spin. german): the apple does not fall far from the tree, it is our legacy.. our wit our charm in victory and our legacy my son, sit, play with me.

goebells how do you play

blood drowns the chessboard. frame locked on the chessboard

a bird flys through the window and smashes a framed picture of a young goebells

a german family is eating dinner three girls and a man

knock knock

the father gets the girl to open the door

crate: get.. door!

a girl answers the door

girl: heil hitler

crate: come in sit down

humba enters still dressed as a nazi, the girl sits back down

the father is eating with his mouth open

crate: heil hitler

humba: heil hitler

crate: oh, pull up a chair, have a plate

the family eat there steaks

the man chews

the daughter chops her steak

another daughter burps

the man chews

THE MAN CHEWS

humba looks blankly disgusted and out of reason

THE MAN CHEWS

crate: where are you from

humba: listal

THE MAN CHEWS

crate: lovely place

humba: da

crate: what brought you here

the daughters chew

a daughter cuts the steak

THE MAN CHEWS

crate: say something

the man chews mouth full and open

crate: what brings you here

THE MAN CHEWS

humba: funeral

THE MAN CHEWS

the man chews

humba bows in disgust

THE MAN CHEWS

flashbacks appear screams of the flashbacks

crate: ahhh terrible news. not like our good germans killing them softly, gods work. the MAN CHEWS

the man chews

the man slices his steak

the man chews

THE MAN CHEWS

the man chews

THE MAN CHEWS

humbas eye drops one tear

the man chews

THE MAN CHEWS

a car drives past exposing humbas nose

synths charm and the candles from hannukah appear ala exorcist when the demon face appears

crate: jewish!?!!

humba pulls out his luger and pops the father in the centre of his head

the girls pull out of there seats

silence

Humba puts the gun in his mouth

Humba: Life. A groyser tzuleyger

he blows his brains out, his head smacks the empty plate on the table below him breaking it. `

UGLEE appears

YELLOW SUBTITLED: of god

the girls scream as there chairs pullout

…

humba is at a hospital bed his wife is giving birth. a baby is born the mother lives..

humba: this is the happiest day of my life

humba pokes his babies nose

she is crying then he touches her nose and she stops crying

baby:ooo

humba: “butterfly”.

los lobos-we belong together plays

fin

notes:

-rewrite how humba finds where the camp is

rewrite-

escape of jews- maybe did a runner* conversation conversation conversation escape naked

thank you: Rebecca, Nagi and Emily ,

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