I LOVE THE UNHINGED


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I LOVE THE UNHINGED
Not Again
TW: Kidnapping, Captive Whumpee, Chain Restraints
Whumpee pulled at the chain locked over their ankle. They’ve been trying since they woke up. They woke up in a basement alone. They weren’t sure where but something about it looked familiar — they couldn’t put their finger on it.
Obviously, someone kidnapped them and decided to throw them in a basement. But the question is, who would do that and why?
Even more so, why weren’t they dead yet?
Whumpee glanced around to find something sharp but came up empty handed. They sighed and went back to attempting to pull the chain from its base in the wall.
They instantly froze at the sound of footsteps over their head. Gently, they placed down the chain and listened. It wasn’t long before the steps stopped at a door that was far from Whumpee’s grasp. The locks moving filled the short silence before the door creaked open, revealing—
“Whumper?” They exhaled. A smile slowly appeared on their face. “I’m so glad you’re here! You can get me out of this. I’ve been trying for forever now. If you can just—”
They were silenced when he began to laugh.
Did they miss something? Or was this just an elaborate joke to scare Whumpee?
“No, no Whumpee.” He shook his head and waved his hand dismissively. “I am the reason you’re here.”
“What?” They rolled their eyes, a smile on their face. “Oh I get it. You’re mad about that— listen, it was a bad idea and I—”
“Oh I’m mad alright.” He descended down the stairs, coming closer. “But the reason is not what you think.”
Whumpee raised a brow. Whumper stopped in front of them, kneeling down to their level. He gently lifted their chin.
“You got away from me Whumpee.” His voice was low and gentle yet pained. “And you almost got hurt. I’m not letting that happen again. Because I’m never gonna let you go.”
Old Moon my belobed, how I've missed you
not an official attack bc i cannot keep up with a challenge rn, but art of mint legs kaneki for @kyanitedragon
crawling out of my intricately woven chrysalis just to post this:
match kids: nicky & booker & joe
gasoline uncle: quỳnh
toilet victim: andy
result: a quite literally shitty old guard death
life be crazy. took an accidental hiatus from this place.
since the last time I posted for real I moved back in with my parents, started a brand new job, went back to school, and temporarily lost the ability to hyperfixate on anything because uh yeah my brain is wack. anyway I'm BACK for now and I missed you all so much :') can't wait to go insane about the new season of the rookie hehe
Meet the rejected ink trio (My friends BATIM OCs)
Felt the urge to post something (since I won’t be active as much now because of school… woooo-),
anyways enjoy ✨
Btw their names are Dante (the one with the Fedora), Eliana (the ‘nun’) and Kaylus (the toon with a huge Hammer for some reason).
Day 31! Spookycorp!
(Or not so spooky...?)