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You know I wanna see that sweet ass of yours before I pound you into oblivion. Maybe I go for dessert first.
“ Come closer.”
She motioned him near. Flickering her long lashes.
Before placing her apron on the bare counter.
Softly insisting.
“ Whisper it in my ear.
Tell me exactly what you want to do to me.”
Sweet wife of mine. Why dont you bend over and we can go for a second child?
Loretta paused, digits tapping the counter surface rhythmically. Biting her bottom lip. Processing his choice of words.
“ I almost forgot how...romantic you were....”
Sarcastically speaking.
It did receive a faint chuckle from her.
Untying her apron.
“ Well I always wanted another child....
Maybe I will.”
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“ You got that right…..
You going to offer me a drink or not?”
She teased lightly, resting her elbows on the bar table. Leaning and entirely facing the individual she spoke to. A smile spread .A drink sounded good right about now, it had been a while. Time to change that.
“ Something small would be nice.”
crystal-lake-executioner
The machete stilled in his hand, raised aloft his head, poised for a swift downward stroke. His knuckles tightened on the grip as he stared down at the woman who softly called to him, confusion flashing in his obscured eyes. It could be so easy. But something in her defeated tone stopped him cold. He realized his breathing had stopped and he took in a ragged breath as the anger at his reaction began. His shoulders rising and falling heavily with each intake. The hand gripping the machete dropped to his hip. His head tilting down as he looked at the ground. Empty hand twitching, as his thoughts were filled with his Mother’s voice, urging him to continue to ignore the pleas as he always had done. What was different now? He rose the machete again, half-heartedly, looking directly in her eyes, before rolling his neck and looking, with a huff, to the side. The heaving breaths continued as he turned away only to quickly turn back and plant the blade in a stump near her head, taking off a strand of her hair with it. So close but he still couldn’t do it. Now crouched over her, he stared, anger subsiding to confusion again. He let go of the machete and stood again.
Life was flashing before her very eyes. Attempts of cries and pleas to spare fragile life. Trembling voice and gentle sobs. Threatened by a looming, tattered, disfigured-- rotted flesh. The living dead she faced. Wielding a stained blade. Baffled at the sight. Frightened gasps followed by screams.
Previously witnessing the slaughter of many innocent souls.
Haunted by the images.
Hands extended outwards to protect, a normal response.
“ S-stay back...
Please get back.
Don’t hurt me-- stop!”
Hushing her tone, closing her eyes-- Soon coming to realize the unfathomable being failed to strike her down. THUMP. Shifting a gaze towards the instrument that once remained tightly in his grasp, lodged into the trunk of the tree. Knees caved in, sliding down to meet the grass covered ground. Almost paralyzed with fear. Unable to fight or take flight- unable to take in the sight. Smell of rotting flesh swarmed her. Fumbling on words, finally she demanded.
“ Oh god no...
no.....
What do you want?”
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Quick sketches before I pass out. I stayed up an extra hour for this. I hope I won’t regret-- nah I mean look at this babe! maybe I’ll color them digitally
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Let my girlfriend alone, you freak. ��
<33 Keep Loretta safe
expect pin up Loretta art
Not Loretta but here have a quick ms paint doodle of Kathy and Freddy
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Loretta just divorces Freddy for...
BICH, Y DIVORCE ME?
“ Don’t address me like that.....I hate it when you do that.
Who are you?? I don’t know you anymore...I doubt I ever did.”
Sharply inhaling.
“ It is over..
I can’t stand those knives either...
It is just...too awkward for me now.”
intertwine your fingers with mine and tell me it’ll be okay
Loretta just divorces Freddy for @hey-look-its-a-furry-named-eire
“I felt a warm hand on the skin of my lower back.” I twisted my neck, looked up and there he was.
I held my breath and he asked, “You comin’ or what?” That was it. That was his pickup line.
“You comin’ or what?” I went.”
― Kristen Ashley, Mystery Man
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This quote reminded me of your Krueger, bby ^u^
"It's just a dream" (I felt that hint)
Send me “It’s just a dream.” to comfort my muse from having a nightmare.
Watery hues shifted towards the calming, reassurance. Left scared- traumatized- by visuals that haunted her for several years.
Innocent children turning to missing children....
New reports on the missing found dead.
Empty eye sockets, mutilated limbs, blood...
Screaming children- torture.
MANIPULATION.
Poor lost souls....hunted and destroyed by a force that should have protected the herd. The future of humanity. One by one fallen.
Hopeless and frightened-
life shattered instantly.
Guilt conjuring up into stress induced night terrors.
It began to take it’s toll....
Especially at her weakest hour.
When life seems to be against her.
Deciding to start her day at four am....
With those images fresh in her mind, it was near impossible to carry on with slumber. Madness stirred-- thinking coherently was not an available option.
Refusing to cast her burden on another, she lied through her teeth and forced a gentle smile. Behind heartbroken, tired, eyes....she couldn’t put stress on them. They were all she had--- she cared too much to.
It wouldn’t be fair.........
“ I....I know now that I am awake.
It’s hard to get used to them.
But I’ll be okay. I’ll be okay.
I-I am sorry I woke you.
I won’t do it again.
I promise.”
