#allthatcouldhavebeen

[jerryhorror]

Proof of concept for @paramountpics for a marketing campaign that would be the 13th entry for #fridaythe13th #allthatcouldhavebeen 😢

[flashfloodstudios]

Eye over you. #me #metoo #allthatcouldhavebeen #fvcksgiven

[combicritter3284]

[dualitywithadevil]

Suck || Kathy/Om/Nate para

It was a dull night as any day in the infirmary no matter how 'safe' it was. Kathy didn't need eyes to work her iPod, having been listening to her favorite band most days in here, not to make her happy but as an outlet to her inner thoughts and feelings. Nine Inch Nails' Broken album was cranked up loudly through her ear buds. Luckily there wasn't anyone currently sleeping near her so not even the nurses minded the inaudible loudness of the screaming angry guitars, Trent's angst and pain driven voice, or the repetitive and often broken mixed sounds of the electronics with the drums that wavered through the area around her.

But it wasn't Kathy. Instead, Om decided to sit there and in his boredom decided to pay attention to the words, finding the meanings in them relative. He normally didn't do such things, finding many songs just meaningless dribble but on such occasions he would find some musings.

There is no god up in the sky tonight No sign of heaven anywhere in sight All that was true is left behind Once I could see now I am blind Don't want your dreams you try to sell This disease I give to myself

Your songs seem to speak to me, Katherine. I know you are aware tonight. You are afraid for the reasons. Don't worry, your precious sight should be coming back, that spell is ebbing away. Everything looks gray. Just a few more minutes.

I'll heal your wounds I'll set you free I'm Jesus Christ on Ecstacy

Yes, that I am...

There it is. Om blinked a few times as if a fog was lifted, everything returning to normal. He stood up and got a nurses attention, she coming over and checking vitals and giving the nod of approval.

"You're free to go or stay the rest of the night."

"I better go, thanks for the help." Putting on a show, acting as Katherine, Om hadn't done it in a while but it was better to at times like these. Om gathered the few belongings, iPod in her pocket, put on her boots and trotted out, smirking as he did.

This may come as a shock, but you need not worry.

There in the hallway stood Nathanael, glaring and mumbling.

"Come." Om started off away as Nathanael followed, still muttering things that Om didn't pay attention to. Inside, Kathy was both scared and confused as Om had kept any of this from her recently.

Coming to the end of the hall, Om turned and Nathanael heeled, talking lowly under his breath.

You see, Katherine? For now, he's completely docile. He sees me as an alpha. This is his punishment and for me to keep him like this I must implant the sense of this into him. Unlike most people that I can implant feelings, this is tricky and won't last long unless I keep doing it. Scent is something that can be overcome... and your attacker has a very strong will. I was afraid he would have fought it this time you were laid up... I'm happy to see I was wrong...

Om reached out and touched Nathanael's forehead, taking memories and implanting the feelings and instincts again.

"Tell me, do you want Katherine?"

Nathanael looked up, voice low and irises white. He hated Om, each muttered breath speaking he hate for being like this. Fully aware of it but could not fight it- yet- he took each punishment for when he wanted his Raven. So far, he had not gotten her and he craved for the touch. It drove him wild some nights to be away but lately he had been patient and thoughtful, thinking of ways to break the djinn's hold.

"Yes. I want her."

Om gave a smirk and petted Nathanael's hair. "Soon. You know your punishment will be far worse than taking virginity and your priest rape you still must perform. Consider this... or... wish for it and I will make sure that the exchange goes."

A growl but Nathanael was eager. "Stupid... fucking...  Yes. I... wish... "

"Say it."

He glares and huffed slightly, but obeyed. "I fucking wish for my Raven..."

With another sinister smirk, Om tapped Kathy's cheek and Nathanael instantly stood and mouthed along her neck in such eager anticipation to have her.

"Not... yet. Soon. Soon."

[dualitywithadevil]

Nine Inch Nails- Wish

this is the first day of my last days i built it up now i take it apart climbed up real high now fall down real far no need for me to stay the last thing left i just threw it away i put my faith in god and my trust in you now there's nothing more fucked up i could do wish there was something real wish there was something true wish there was something real in this world full of you i'm the one without a soul i'm the one with this big fucking hole no new tale to tell twenty-six years on my way to hell gotta listen to your big time hard line bad luck fist fuck don't think you're having all the fun you know me i hate everyone wish there was something real wish there was something true wish there was something real in this world full of you i want to but i can't turn back but i want to

[dualitywithadevil]

Coheed and Cambria- Dark Side Of Me

In those discouraging days

I always missed the mark

When we were comfort and close I would neglect to keep Ooh, you safe and unexposed A portrait of time repeats This moment now replaced With an empty wish to give I give, I gave I gave my everything For all the wrong things In this cold reality I made This selfish war machine Oh, this has become hell How can I share this life With someone else? I promise you There is no weight that can bury us Beneath the ghosts of all my guilt Here in the dark side of me Here in the dark side of me Now in your absence I wade Through the coursing, lonely, lost And in this tragic dismay I never could believe what I became I gave my everything For all the wrong things In this cold reality I made This welcomed war machine Oh, this has become hell How can I share this life With someone else? I promise you There is no weight that can bury us Beneath the ghosts of all my guilt [4x] Here in the dark side of me Here in the dark side of me Ooh, I couldn't give you What you needed It's all my fault Too coward to believe I lost it all

[dualitywithadevil]

IWRESTLEDABEARONCE

Danger In The Manger Lyrics

To prove my reason for living this fucking life I will not walk these streets unclothed tonight You'll have to catch me When I run away I'm never coming back When I run away from myself Remind me to fill your heart with gunpowder To end it all Coming back when you're still You shatter to pieces I'm never coming back I'm never coming back I could scream I could shout I could set this room on Let you out And no one will tell me Hail to this, plain to see I could - not I could - shatter I could - better I could - not I could - shatter Begging for a lift What I'm packing put away To prove the reason to fill your heart Could give it a shot To forgive myself

[dualitywithadevil]

One Night Of Peace || Self ||

Kathy woke and slowly sat up, dizzy and exhausted still. Looking down she saw herself fully clothed. Carefully scanning the room it looked as if it was clear, but her eyes darted to the window. It was night and Nate wasn't in.

She took a deep breath, shuddering, knowing he was due anytime. She knew it was pointless to run now- she must have fell asleep sometime after he left in the morning and slept all day... but why was she dressed? Kathy couldn't remember doing that.

Something stabbed her wrist and she flinched, looking to her arm as she brought it up. It was a key tied to herself. Kathy gave a confused look and peered around again, seeing a paper next to her pillow.

The writting was familiar, only seen once or twice before in short notes.

Katherine,

Do keep the key on your person at all times- do not put it in clothing in case it is ripped off you. This is some help from Trainer, you may thank him another time.

I am completely aware of the situation but cannot do much as of this moment. Expect security to come tonight and feed you- another help from Trainer. Do eat. It has been days and I cannot even begin to help even if I could without destroying you in the process at this rate. I can barely sustain you anymore. Also, expect to need blood in the next day or so. You should already be craving it. I need my strength.

Do lock the door whether you are coming or leaving. It is little help but should keep him from repeating last night if you get to your room.

Kathy felt scared but understood. She hadn't known Om was coming out at all anymore, but something made her feel both relieved and worried to know he indeed was.

It made little sense to her the worries of Om over her hunger- which barely existed anymore as it was. In fact, she was so sickened by Nate and emotionally drained food wasn't a thought. Om would always say things about not having the energy if Kathy didn't, but it worried her knowing what she read. Had she made herself that sick without realizing? Was she ignoring the stress that badly?

A knock on the door made her jump, and a jingle of keys followed by the handle unlatching made her freeze. It was a security guard with a tray of food.

"Trainer asked to bring this to you, said he was worried about you. Didn't say much else, but if you need breakfast I could bring that in the morning?"

Kathy's eyes studied him carefully, still feeling scared even with the slight relief she had seeing it wasn't Nate. Slowly she nodded, "Yeah... um... I know this is an odd request, but, could you include a blood bag...?"

He gave an odd look, "I... won't ask. Sure. Just don't tell anyone I did."

Kathy shook her head quickly, "No, of course."

Putting the tray on the desk, he gave her a small smile and left, locking the door back up.

Once she heard his footsteps leave, Kathy began to sob. She wanted so much to ask that guard to stay, but there was the thought that not even his presence could keep her safe. She wasn't hungry. She wanted to just sleep... Kathy didn't really even want to see anyone. It was rare, but it did happen, usually a product of her depression. But today it was extra bad. She thought to possibly leave the food and just sleep...

But Om... Om actually went out of his way to talk to Trainer. She didn't recall the memory of it, she wasn't even sure what Om said- and was really unaware Om was looking out mostly for himself- but something this big was rare. Hell, Trainer- not head of security and even she assumed he really didn't care so much anymore about everything going on- was able to give her a key and get a guard to feed her. Leaving it would be suck a waste... and then Kathy would just regret doing that.

Standing slowly and shakily, Kathy went to her desk and sat on the chair. Her body was sore and she walked with a slight limp. It was like a truck ran her over, backed up and then did it again. The smell of food caught her nose, now looking at the tray. Fries, cheeseburger, toppings on the side, and a brownie. While it smelled good her stomach turned.

But she managed... and ate almost half of it and then gave up.

She laid back down, not even bothering to change clothes and turned off the light, covering herself. Kathy was beginning to doze finally, exhaustion kicking back in when she heard the door handle. Freezing, she listened, the handle jiggling maddly. She began to shake and wrapped up more in the covers instinctively. After a couple moments, the noise subsided.