I was re-reading HND (how often I shall not say lol) but I realized some of the others didn't get to see the photos at least in the chapter. This leads to my question lol...
How would these skellies react to certain photos?
Charm
Lust
Axe
Nightmare
Dream
Error
Mirror Bros
(I imagine this may take a bit of a POV direction I also know that Charm did see some of her friends work 😅 but I wonder what image would strike a cord with him lol)
The album was left at the skeleton's house for a few days so these guys might have seen it just laying around as they waited for Kal and You to come back and pick it up.
CharmThe human had left the house a lovely little gift. A folder full of images of her posing in a variety of manners. They were all very good and with each photo I got more and more excited about that raincheck we had, even though I had no intention of actively pursuing that since I found out she was Syrup’s obsession.
Each of the photos were exciting and made my magic buzz but by far my favorite was her on a stage. It looked like the one we had at the club, she was doing a back slide against the pole looking directly at the camera with a smirk. Her high heels looked built for dancing and it made me wonder if she had any experience dancing on stage.
Every Time I saw the picture I got a rush of excitement imagining her doing a private dance just for me on our stage.
LustThe photos of the human were all good. Each had its own merit but just like my brother I was drawn to one where she was on a mock stage, posed like a dancer.
It was a cupid pose with no hands. It made her look ethereal, her toes pointed, her head up. It wasn’t clear from any of the photos if she actually knew how to dance or if she had just stumbled into the poses but the photo made me want to dance on stage with her. A feat I had not done in years.
AxeI couldn’t remember how I got the photo. I just remember staring at it. It was Beans, she wasn’t in any clothes and the underwear she was left in looked flimsy. I could easily rip it off her.
She was licking something off her fingers, her eyes half lidded as if she was in a daze, her other hand trailing down her stomach. Her skin was so soft and smooth. I wanted to mark it up, to leave a trail of bite marks all over it but I also wanted to keep it pristine, as perfect and clean as it looked now.
I could imagine Beans whispering to me, moving my hand to cup her breast, to lean down and taste her lips. I could see it all so clearly as if it had happened. Had it happened? Is that how I got this photo?
I couldn’t remember but as the vivid images ran through my mind I couldn’t find myself caring if it was a real memory or not.
NightmareCrooks had mentioned the book of photos and curiosity got the better of me. From the first picture my magic was enflamed. The tentacles attached to my body began to writhe seeking out the humans flesh even though she was nowhere near me, leaving them to wave around in an attempt to grasp at something.
All the pictures were good but one had me doubling over as I had to stop myself from cumming right there. She was in a black goddess style slitted dress with gold accents. The slits coming up way further than appropriate, teasing her skin just below it. Her boobs were practically pooling over the top of the dress and she had a dark frown on her face.
She looked just like she had when she was a sacrifice, there was a fire there, a will to fight and no sense of fear. I had to cover my mouth to stop myself from moaning just from the sight of her.
DreamI watched my brother exit the room in a hurry. He was blushing heavily, covering his face as he practically ran from the room. Curiosity got the better of me and It wasn’t long before I found the album full of pictures of Starlight in little to no clothes.
One that caught my attention had been heavily edited but it reminded me of a scene I had seen once before.She was in a hot spring, her back to the camera. Starlight had her hands tangled in her hair, lifting it above her shoulders as she glanced back at the camera. Her back was bare but her eye seemed to glow as she stared at the camera. The surrounding area was a forest or swamp and seemed to illuminate her figure.
She was calling me like a siren and I didn’t know if I could resist her much longer.
ErrorKiller and Nightmare had been whispering about the pictures for days. Giggling like school girls with a crush. It was annoying and led to me checking out the folder to see what the big deal was.
There was nothing of interest. The human prancing around in her underwear like she was trying to sell herself. I kept flicking through the book trying to see if any of the photos were worth all the fuss but all it did was make my soul ache.
She looked healthy. You couldn’t see her ribs, her hair was thick and her eyes weren’t sunken in. She looked nothing like them. As soon as I felt the genuine smile tugging at my teeth I shut the book in annoyance. She wouldn’t replace them. Ever.
Mint I had no idea why the human would leave such a vile folder of photos just lying around the house. A house that wasn’t even their own living space. It was their own fault for leaving it in such an obvious place. As I was waiting for Mutt to return with his report on the vegetative growth of cross species plantations when I stumbled across the folder.
It was all very uninteresting. The human in multiple sexual poses wearing little to no clothing in each. I felt nothing looking at them but that’s what I expected. I hardly felt anything ever, an unfortunate side effect of a shattered skull.
There was nothing of interest in the folder, not until the very end. Someone had obviously sorted through the photos with what would be the more desirable photos at the front and the dud shots at the back. But there was one photo that made me pause.
My soul felt uncomfortably tight looking at it. It was like I was sick as my stomach bubbled. The photo was slightly blurry and taken as the human was putting clothes back on. She looked like she was trying to say something but her eyes bore into the lens. They sparkled like they did when she talked about the mint coloured flowers.
I stared at the picture trying to distinguish my feelings. It must have been disgusting, my stomach was all bubbly and my soul ached, my skull began to feel warm but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the photo.
Mango My brother had picked up the black folder a while ago, a picture slipping out onto the floor and he didn’t notice it. I picked up the photo without thinking too much of it but dropped it as if it had burnt me as soon as I caught a glimpse of what the photo was of.
My hand was shaking as I quickly took a glance at my brother. He was unfazed as he continued to leisurely flick through the folder. Were all the photos like this one? Or was this one an outliner?
I shakily reached down to see if I had seen the photo correctly. Keeping my sockets shut tight as I slowly brought the photo up before taking a peak and almost dropping the photo once more before clumsily catching it.
My skull felt like it was on fire and my magic was on the fritz. The photo was taken to make it look like the human was pinning the viewer to a wall. Her sultry smile and hand resting on her collar bone made one's eyes slowly trail down to her breasts covered in a lacy bra.
I sunk into the chair behind me, pulling down my bandana to try and hide under as my magic began glitching again. If I didn’t calm down I could accidentally take out this whole wing of the house.
















