#rip lewis

[cadillacjohnf1]

if you can be sure of one thing in this life, it's that the Ferrari nightmare will never end ❤️

[homiesexuallaj]

lewis being the only one shaking. oh lewis, the actor you are

[the-architect-of-ferrari]

That was the stupidest fucking call of all time. Why did they take so long to call the SC to clear the debris??? Now that damn mirror killed both of my goats.

[tofifee789]

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[shortgremlinman]

Help she can't swim is so cool. You listen to it for the first time and yr like. Woahggg cool scream-y indie rock band and you listen more and yr like. Woahhh gay undertones.

[eagesoldartblog]

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Yes Sweetheart? 

The van rolls down the dirt road, turning into the much smoother concrete of the road. Arthur- for once- took a liking to the passenger seat. Lazing about with his foot up on the dash (much to his ghostly friends dismay) and a message being typed out to Vivi. He hardly looked up from his typing to Lewis, who -having not driven in a long while (mind for a particular truck incident that Arthur wasn’t in the mood to recall)- seemed particularly nervous. Then again, could Arthur blame him? They were in an area that was overpopulated with deer, and Arthur could recall how squeamish the man got whenever Arthur recounted his hunting trips.

The fact that Lewis offered to drive with this in mind was even more surprising. But ... who was he to say no? Can’t deprive a man of the fun thrill (haha, no) of driving down a dirt road. 

Arthur shoots him a dubious look, pausing from his texting, “Want me to take over?”

”No, no. Of course not.” Lewis huffs, the strain in his voice only enforcing his apparent fear. 

Arthur quirks an eyebrow, “You sure?”

”Yes, you’ve been driving all day. I need to pull my weight as well.”

Resisting the urge to make a comment on how he lacked said weight, Arthur opted to straighten up, crossing his leg and peering out of the windshield. 

“Lewis, Deer,” He warns bluntly, staring at the white tailed deer head on.

The van.... wasn’t stopping. One quick glance confirms that Lewis probably didn’t see it. 

“Lewis. Deer.”

Not stopping.

Lewis’s head twists and looks at him curiously, and somewhat urgently, ”Yes sweethear-“

The van jolts, right on cue, as the deer gets slammed directly into. The crackle of his bones snapping making Arthur flinch and Lewis shriek.

Slamming on the breaks, Lewis peers over the front of the dash, face fear stricken as he finally sees its writhing outline half crushed body. 

Breathless, he slaps a hand against Arthurs chest.

Who, merely sighed, ”Here we go..”

He opens the door and slinks out. Dialing a number.

At a complete loss for words, Lewis gaps and only vaguely processes what’s happening, he scrambles out of the front seat, ”Arthur!!”

The mechanic is crouched down, silently examining the squirming buck while speaking quietly on the phone. Seemingly unaffected by its whines and cries. At least not in the way Lewis was! It was tearing at his heart strings and here Arthur is just staring at it like a failed science experiment. 

That is, until his eyes zip up to meet his, and the jolt that rockets through Lewis makes his heart-anchor jump.

“What? Are you gonna help me or not?” He asks, point blank and hanging up like it wasn’t a big deal, and Lewis still is at a loss for words. 

”I-! I- I’m sorry?” Lewis asks frantically, almost ready to tear out his hair with how he glances from Arthur to the poor deer-! 

“Yeah, I called the police, and they won’t be getting out here” Arthur says, standing up and grabbing the buck by one of its antlers, and standing on either side of heaving chest, grabbing the other stalk of antlers easily, whispering to it gingerly, “We gotta kill it.”

”Kill it?!” Lewis gasps. To which Arthur stares at him unammusedly whilst he continues, ”You can’t do that! It doesn’t deserve to die like this!”

“You hit it. It’s back legs are crushed.” 

”A- yes, but still-! There has to be a better way t-“ Arthur didn’t even wait until Lewis was done with his sentence before he quickly jerks and twists the bucks head at a complete ninety degree angle. Lewis shrieked at the horrifying noise- vanishing into a puff of pink smoke before reappearing with the most horrified expression Arthur has ever seen on his face.

The buck falls limp, motionless.

“There, it’s dead, now get in the van and reverse so I can pull it out.”

Lewis could have cried right then and there. But followed instruction and returned to his seat, not allowing his sight to leave the steering wheel until the passenger side opened and Arthur plopped back in.

”Why did you have to kill it...?”

“You hit it. Now, I’ll ask you again, want me to drive?”

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@crownwornd liked for a starter / omnia mors aequat

He had underestimated his appetite this evening, having practically gorged himself only to find the agonizing, gnawing feeling eat away at his insides again when he was finished. Such compelled him to hunt tonight, and he had been lucky enough to stumble upon a man, unbreathing and apparently homeless. He had been hunched over him, his body lying on his side and partly covered by a hole-ridden blanket. Aiko could tell he hadn’t been dead for long, a day or two at most - but nonetheless dead was dead. He had leaned over the man, lips lingering near his ear - taking in a breath and murmuring a final prayer and apology before his lips parted, jaw practically unhinging to a grotesque degree and revealing sharp, canine-like that easily tore into the soft flesh of the man’s throat.

The presence of another has him startled for a moment, not having anticipated for someone to be around at this late of an hour. He lifts his head, blood painting soft lips red - Aiko wiping at his mouth with his shirt sleeve. He had barely started his meal, and there was no way he had enough energy to resume his human form now. 

[oddity-txt]

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