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[rxanimateme-blog]

goddamnforceofnature reblogged your post “031. — Slam my muse against a wall.”

                          West shuddered, clawing at the impossibly strong hand.                            His shoes barely brushed the ground. Eyes snapped shut.                                                      Coward.                           He had many logical reasons why none of this could possibly                            be real. But none of that mattered. He couldn’t breathe…                                                      “Please… I can…”

[freddykruegcr]

[ @goddamnforceofnature entered at a bad time. ]

        And here he was, scrubbing blood from the floor of his shop. After his last victim decided to pick a fight on the wrong day, Fred allowed Freddy to come out to play. Blood splattered over the walls and floors and even over some of the cars. It was a good thing he knew how to clean up a mess, unfortunately he had forgotten to shut the garage door and put up the closed sign as he scrubbed hard at the concrete floor. ‘Somebody’s comin’, pay attention!’ Freddy’s voice alerted him as he quickly bounced to his feet. “Sorry, miss. We’re closed, you’ll have to come back in the morning. My hands are tied.” He called out from his spot behind a car that hid the mess and the body. He’d have to go bury that body later or stash it somewhere that the cops could find. At least, they wouldn’t trace any of these murders back to him. At least, not directly anyways.

[ofnever-blog]

*.:｡✧*ﾟ｡☆ | closed starter for ⊰ @goddamnforceofnature ⊱

                         “------ good looking girl like you shouldn’t                                                 wonder around by herself at night.”

[tateblog]

@goddamnforceofnature

                  FRUSTRATION. Recently a continuous, pulsating ache caused by factors out of his control. Like that of being expelled & having to start anew. Some would dread this sudden change. For Tate, it was simply unnecessary. Tedious. The people were the same everywhere. Dull & numbed by the routine their lives had become without them noticing. Tate kept to himself, act often mistaken for coyness. Presently, the teenager sat in the library. Silent & completely immersed in the pages of a book. There was a slouch to his posture, though not lazy but defensive. Quietly devouring the words on the pages before him; a man named Dante had gone to Hell for the woman he loved. Certainly romantic, yet not his focus. Virgil, the man’s guiding poet, & the surrounding torments were. An elegant distraction to his current state. 

                 Needless to say, Tate welcomed it.

[rxanimateme-blog]

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West bent to check her pulse, fingers pressed into her throat. “Hello? Are you well? Don’t worry, I’m a doctor…”