#thefearling

[xformiido-blog]

| Closed - Verse III |

thefearling

“A truly fortunate little thing you are, then. For knowing better, for learning your place. As for how your service... Accompany me during my rounds. It’s a rare instance that I work out in the field.”  

[sevenplusorminus2]

starter for thefearling

Crane hardly ever felt fear anymore. His particular paraphilia was the fear of others. But, this new bitter acid at the back of his tongue was a new sensation for him, and not entirely unwelcome. She was certainly cute after all. At least, this 2D version’s silhouette was attractive. He put his hand through her belly. Something cold happened to his spine.

“Where did you come from?”

thefearling

[edwardscissorhandsx]

starter for thefearling

He felt afraid a lot. He was unquestionably and visibly different from everyone, and their fear bounced off of him at every moment. He hung out a lot in cemeteries. For some reason, nobody liked to be close to one another in a cemetery, so even if people did come by, they weren’t likely to talk to him. He loved these monuments to loved ones. They were so carefully and permanently displayed. He was reading one when he felt the presence of another.

thefearling

[bogisms-blog]

thefearling -circus verse

Bo tugged up his gloves tightly and strapped them against his wrists before he turned to look over to Shiloh. He gave a nod for her bring his hat over before he settled back to look out to the show that was currently being performed out on the rink.

    “It’s Hunt Night tonight.        I’m going to want you by my side, as usual.”

[xformiido-blog]

"It's my duty to stand with you."

“Is it now? I’m ever so glad that you’ve realized that all on your own. It saves me the trouble of reminding you.” 

[bogisms-blog]

Rough Touch

My muse bites yours.

The monster pinned down the fearling with his hips, two handsmoving down to wrap around her throat. He tilted his head andgave a primal growl as their eyes met. Now was the time. Timefor him to take what was his. 

Bo gave the briefest flash of a smile towards her and hishands gripped further into her throat. 

   “It’s been fun, sweetheart, but it’s about time for     the two of us to end this how we should.” 

The Bogeyman leaned in to press his forehand against hermouth, the other still staying on her mouth. His teeth werestill showing as the ooze began to push from the cuts inhis body and hands, filling up inside of her. Cutting offthe air and numbing her.

Her struggles caused her to thrash against him, butit didn’t last long. He casually pressed his mouth againsther ear and gave the softest ‘shshshsh’ as she foughthim. But, finally, the numbing toxin took effect and shewent still under his hands. 

Over the next several minutes, he took his time absorbingher aura. His talons were in her skin, but he finally did thekilling blow by pressing his teeth firmly against her throat       and proceeding to  R I P her esophagus clear from her throat. 

With a casual shift of his head upwards, he swallowed her fleshin one gulp and absorbed what was his back inside of his body.No one escaped him. 

                  Ever.

And now, he could enjoy his kill. 

[bogisms-blog]

Opinion timeee: When your blog first popped up on one of my dashes I squeaked a little because I love characters based on folklore and such and your playlist is so rad that it's been playing most of the day on my computer oops and your writing is flawless.

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*hearteyes*

Im glad you came along! I’m utterly amazed at the diversity there is in who and what my muse can rp with. And you just give him a whole new depth. So I have to thank you for that, even if I’m slow as hell and I apologize XD

[bogisms-blog]

"How about a bet?"

He tilted his head and flashed a slow smirk towards the Fearling. Bo shrugged and leanedback, letting his hands rest up behind his head.

   “What do you think you have to offer me?”