I'm not sure but if Ambrose is gonna get further harmed in Intoxicating Fear make it absofuckinglutely awful pleasee. I wanna see that little asshat [I say with love] broken I beg you xxx
also yes in case you were wondering I am that one insane choking anon. tysmm lmaoo you're literally amazing xD
Can't wait for the next chapter!! Sending you hella moral support <3
CHOKING ANON!!!! Ahahahahahbb i’m so glad you were happy with it, thank you for support, when I was writing Ambrose choking you popped into my head and I was like “okay, it has to be good” XD
But don’t worry 3:)
Ambrose will suffer so much in the coming chapters… the poor man :(
Although he is not happy with you calling him an asshat and wanting him to suffer, he is not the kind to take threats lightly. He is not the type to break, he does the breaking. As well as that, just after being knocked out by Jude has left him in a bad mood, and you put a target on your back— so I would sleep with one eye open tonight… XD
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can u draw a happy lil sanji please. being hugged.
finally a happy Sanji, after everything I'm putting him through lmao
and on the topic of putting Sanji through things I wanna tell you the next part of my WCI comic is ready to export!! WOHOO Though I kinda wanna wait and finish the next-next one so I can post one after the other, so it kicks yall in the heart twice in a row lmao but I may reconsider since I'm gonna be quite busy with work soon
I have the rest of the scene boarded, ready to be lined and coloured, then I wanna do a quick thing in between showing the passage of time during WCI and I plan to wrap up when they talk at Bege's before the wedding! I have the dialogues down for that, but no panels yet
All in all I think the scene from which I started the comic, as a whole is gonna have 6 parts, then the middle I might dump into one post, and no idea how many panels it's gonna take for the scene at Bege's but I can't wait to get to it!!
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You're watching a random movie with Mammon that turns out to have some horror elements in it. Neither of you knew this beforehand, you only skimmed the movie's description, but Mammon's not going to chicken out now. He needs to look cool in front of you. It's just a stupid movie. It's fine.
A minor jump scare halfway through the film leaves him rattled. He holds on to you tightly, quietly cursing how high quality the special effects are. It's fine, though. Really. It is.
He even offers to hold you if you're scared.
This gives Mammon an excuse to hide behind you. Perhaps this was his original aim. The two of you quickly work out a new seating arrangement on the couch. He moves you in front of him, encouraging you to lean back against him if there's not enough room to sit between his legs. You wonder how much of your head obscures the screen.
Several minutes pass in this state. You are having a very difficult time concentrating on the film. A certain someone has his arms wrapped around your chest like a flotation device.
"Hey, Mammon?" you whisper.
"Yeah?"
"It's really hard to watch the movie."
You feel him shift a little in the seat. He asks, "Wanna turn it off and do somethin' else?"
"No, can you just move your arms?"
Mammon grunts and makes no effort to even change position. There's a pause, as if he's thinking about it, before he sighs into your neck.
"No can do," he says. "Dunno what else this movie has in store, and I don't want your fragile little human heart givin' out on me if it gets worse."
Certainly, with the way his hands were gripping at you like a weak stress ball, Mammon could probably feel every pulse of your heartbeat.
"Okay, but this is a human movie. Made by humans. For humans." You really emphasize that last bit.
"Yeah, but we borrowed it from Satan. Who knows what kind of sick tastes he has?"
You laugh. The way your upper body briefly swells as you inhale and then shrinks back down as you laugh, and the way he can feel every shake when you exhale, makes Mammon's heart flutter.
"Come on. I can't even snack like this," you plead.
There was zero chance Mammon was letting you go after the treat you just gave him. His head is already in the clouds.
"How are you gonna watch the movie if you're busy snackin'?" he counters, as if either of you still had any idea what was happening on-screen.
"I just want to be able to breathe again. You're so greedy," you tell him. You would slump your shoulders in defeat if that were possible at all with Mammon clinging to your chest from behind.
"Damn right I am."
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part 2!!!! [read part one here]
transcript below the cut arranged into stanzas to help show where the rhymes are:
“that’s why they brought gem in? as a failsafe?” as a pawn.
we were told to point her at whoever we need gone
“gem won’t hurt her allies. …yet.” the curse she carries will
it’s had its eye on her since she lost the other eye
she was specially selected for her hunting skill
it’s quite the high honor. “wow. how generous.” we try
think about it: why does almost no one fight the curse?
“given how fast scott killed skizz last season, i can guess.”
[“any pain you spare your friends, you’ll have to suffer worse”?]
it’s designed to shut down higher reasoning with stress
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