#deceit sympathetic

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After The Newest Video

Roman: You seem tired.

Deciet, with messy hair and with huge bags under his eyes: Yea, tired of your shit.

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Apathy Idea

Deciet and the other dark sides are being forced to 'be evil' because of an abusive, stronger dark side called Apathy.

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Desperate Times Calls for Desperate Measures

<Warning: Homelessness, Starvation, Sickness, Blood, Wounds, Deciet>

"Score!"

Deceit yanked out a brown paper bag of old, stale donuts from the back of 'Sanders Sweets'. He quickly opened the bag and scanned his eyes over the frosted treats.

"Mm..."

He felt his stomach growl just looking at the food. He hasn't eaten in, what, a week? He was very, very grateful. He didn't even bother settling down, he just grabbed a fistful of the crumbs, shoving them into his mouth greedily.

"Mm!! So good.."

He groaned. It tasted like heaven. But, why would a bag of donuts even be out here? Just because they were stale? Deciet had been dumpster diving in this tiny bakery's trash for a while. It gave him food, even if it was half eating. The boxes and trashcans also gave him a safe place to stay. He had set up his home here too. It was far enough away that the owners wouldn't see him, but it was close enough so he could get there before the trash collecters did. He shook the bag, and noticed a note at the bottom. He arched an eyebrow, a note, here? But why?

Deciet frowned. He wanted to read it...but what if it was something private? Like a love letter? Well, he thought, if it was so important, why would it be in the trash?

He took out the white, folded piece of paper, and began to read it. It said, in soft, blue print;

_"Hey, kiddo! I noticed you were scavenging around in the trash a while ago. I see you leave every day, and it's starting to worry. You don't have to dumpster dive! Come into our bakery, and we can talk about it! We'll give you free muffins, too! Love, Patton."_

Deciet felt his heart drop, the owners...saw him doing this?! What if it was a trap?! What if they call the police?! Or poison the food?! Or...or..

Deciet shook his head. Now was not the time for this. Hugging the bag and the yellow snake plushie he always brought close, he walked away.

He would think about it in the morning.

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Sims 4

If I get my job this summer, I am going to buy a computer and Sims 4 and try to built the Sander Sides household in it. And if so, I will post screenshots :)

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Deciet sings in the shower. Pass it on.

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Fanfic Idea

I want to see Deciet to be wounded, maybe with a fight with the other dark sides. I want him to need comfort with the light sides.

I want drama.

Pleaaseee

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Homeless Deciet A.U. Please.