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bundleoberries · 2 months

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Shifting a little in their chains, Newt felt completely powerless. Trapped, as if they didn't have a life to get back to. A bird in a cage or a deer caught in a snare. At the very least, they weren't alone in this basement.

"So, was he a handyman turned psycho or a psycho turned handyman? Or is it a photo finish?" Newt asked, almost to themselves. The rambling was keeping their sanity luckily.

However, the other person blinked at the soft mutter that they could hear from across the room just over the faint humming of the refrigerator.

"Keeps you what now?" Their eyebrow was slightly raised before it clicked a little. "IS THIS A FUCKING SHOCK COLLAR?"

Jealous?

#//Newts just like me frfr #//if i was in this situation strade would kill me so fast for rambling #//i know #//but also these two having conflict later is gonna be mwah #//collar shocked

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bundleoberries · 2 months

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Cries of the damned, smells of rancid rotting flesh and dilapidated buildings were the main things assaulting the senses of the girl within the hostel. She shivered; holding herself while hiding behind a bed, just out of view from the snarling and thrashing head mere centimetres away.

It had all happened so quickly, hanging out with the other equally as fucked up people as herself, passing around a bottle and sharing stories to ease the tension of the overwhelming situation. That was until they heard a simple noise.

Thump.

It came once and they had all stopped, not daring to breathe at all as if it would stop the noise from repeating.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

The noise alone shook the girl with uneven and messily dyed purple hair to the very core. She had heard those noises for as long as she remembered.

Thump... Thump... Thump...

Her eyes dilated as the people around her became overwhelming even though all they were doing was breathing.

Thu-thump thu-thump thu-thump.

Her breathing grew quicker. She was having a panic attack as well as surreal flashbacks.

All the more louder they had grew in sound, the noise of something approaching.

Thump.

It wasn't human.

Thump thump.

Then a voice, as innocent and sweet as honey, asked a question.

"Did we board the doors?"

Everything was in simultaneously slow motion and as though it was fast forward. The sound of skulls cracked against floors, shrill screams as the once living and youngest out of the group was now a fresh corpse. The monster became more confident with the kill as it turned to the nearest person who'd screamed and leapt onto them, a deep red launching into the air and covering the carpeted floors for no-one to clean as more of the population within the hostel became another death count at the claws of these... Things.

They could best be described as eight foot tall bats with tiny wings that were torn and ripped and frayed. Freakishly long limbs that looked akin to black branches. Front facing, beady black eyes; a predator. However, they seemed partially blind as the girl had managed to notice and relied mainly on their hearing due to the fact one of the kids, only fifteen years old, had almost managed to escape the grips of death via the overgrown bats until she had let out a faint whimper. She was dead in mere seconds.

Kumi used this lack of vision to her advantage, ducking in and out of a viewing point.

She just needed an opening to get out of this place. She'd been stuck in the restraint of the overtaken building for roughly five minutes, just barely managing to avoid the clutches of death from the monsters that had invaded but by the gods, it felt like hours. Running on low adrenaline, Kumi had little strength in her thin arms to throw a distraction however she wouldn't have to; there was one other current survivor who had let out a whimper a bit too loud.

The kid was gonna die but the opening was there.

Leaving behind the wake of disaster with pangs of guilt for the person she could have saved, Kumi sprinted and thanked her lucky stars she'd gotten a lot of stamina over the years as she outran inhumane creatures. Her hair which was frayed and tangled flew behind her as she ran in the humid night air, tears flying out of her eyes out of the force of the wind and as the images of those once living were taken from her. The monsters must have been alerted to her sprinting as two of the bat-like creatures who were previously feasting on bone perked up and gave chase. She couldn't help letting out a little whimper of defeat.

Was this how she was to meet her end? She'd survived 20 years of her life to which many would've given up and made friends with a blade or a rope. Was she really about to become food for an overgrown excuse of a bat?

Running on sheer adrenaline, the young adult scrambled round a corner, hoping to have turned it sharply enough that the two freakish beasts were confused.

She was sadly mistaken.

The next thing the scrawny and lanky girl knew, she was flung against the stone wall that would've blocked her path if she had been cornered by the creatures, which she had. The pain in her body surged and made her seethe, lucky to have avoided a blow straight to the back of her head as she slumped in a pile. Disorientated she just saw the white glow in their eyes sway as her vision tried to focus.

She was going to die.

She closed her eyes in defeat, ready to feel the pain her death would bring. A crunch of bone and flesh made her screw her eyes tighter until she realised... She was unharmed. Kumi opened her eyes in shock as she looked at her hands before out at the view ahead. A figure; a human, was bashing the legs out from under one of the bats as the other lay in a pool of its blood, twitching. A figure shrouded in dark clothes yet she could make out a gold shine of glasses, a silver glint reflect off what must've been a necklace and dreadlocks in the light of the midday sun. Someone else was alive and furthermore, helping her survive. Once both of the bats had been knocked out, the person ran over to her. Kumi was able to take in more of the person's appearance.

They were a bit smaller than themselves by the looks of it, with deep hazel eyes and faint stubble on his chin. Looking Kumi up and down, they held their hand out.

"Do you have a place to stay?" Their voice was low and monotone, a gentle rasp gracing over the last word that left his lips. Hesitantly, Kumi shook their head as they took the stranger's hand who pulled her up firmly.

"Come with me then." He nodded his head, letting go of their hand in order to make her decision as the stranger began to walk away, not looking over their shoulder.

What if this was a trap? A ploy for some horrid people to commit terrible actions upon them again? Traces of doubt flooded Kumi but her body had decided as her feet began to move for them, gravel being crunched on below as they caught up with the stranger.

Kumi was going to find out one way or another if this person was going to kill them or help as they both began a gentle jog in order to reserve energy down an unfamiliar path for the scrawny girl.

#original writing #original story #first draft #horror story #writeblr

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bundleoberries · 2 months

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Hey so my next post is gonna be the first draft of my long term project I want to make into an official book so, feel free to read it!!!

#writing #original writing

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bundleoberries · 2 months

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Newt didn't quite get why the fox had decided that he needed to defend himself, but nonetheless, they held their hands up with a shrug. "Okay, okay. I believe you." They responded before letting out a rather long sigh.

When Ren grew excited and babbled on questions about how they'd escaped, they furrowed their eyebrows before realising what they meant. "Nono, I've never been kidnapped before, first time. I meant as in when I came out as non-binary. I kept drawing little newts everywhere so, the name stuck." They explained. "Sorry to burst your bubble."

"Oh damn, a kinky freak? Surprised he got his hands on these fucked up collars..."

Jealous?

#collar shocked

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bundleoberries · 2 months

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In response to their name, they couldn't help a confused smile coming across their face. "You don't need to lie, it's a stupid ass name. When I came out, my friends liked to call me Newt and it unfortunately stuck." They chuckled at the story, clinging to any bit of normality they possibly could.

The beastkin's however, now that was a cool name! "Nice to meet you in some... interesting circumstances, Ren." They began to tap their foot in unconscious anxiety, fiddling with their fingers.

Upon hearing him talk again, they snapped out of their daze. "Hm? Oh..." They felt around their neck at the large and rather tacky collar. "Does this mean something then? Is he gonna keep me around as his plaything?" They ask, green eyes looking quizzically towards the fox.

Jealous?

#collar shocked #//IT WAS GOOD DW!!!

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bundleoberries · 2 months

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With nothing better to do, the freckled victim slumped against their chains in defeat after attempting to struggle out of the restraints with little to no success. Listening to the fox speak, it became painfully clear that their captor was not exactly going to let them go anytime soon. Great.

"Shit, so no chance of this being a quick kidnapping deal?" They sounded sarcastic but it was simply a mask of how truly nervous they were. A sigh escaped passed their lips. "I get you, I'm Newt. Now can I know your name? Might be good to put a name to the face I'm sharing a bed with." Newt tries to joke but it's apparent this small talk is a strategy to escape into their head. When they mentioned their eyes and how it was Strade's favourite colour, it peaked their curiousity and they laughed a little. "He kidnaps people who have some form of physical thing he likes? Fuck, how he hasn't kidnapped the entire population is a mystery." They try once more as if the final tug at the chains would set them free.

Of course, this wasn't the case.

Jealous?

#collar shocked #//they are coping in the most gen z way

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bundleoberries · 2 months

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The terror this poor new victim felt as they touched the collar around their neck caused them to freeze up as their blood went cold.

When the fox-like creature made a yelping sound, it actually made Newt jump a little and back off, listening cautiously to his responses with a tilted head and an eyebrow furrowed.

Strade, huh? That name rang bells as they searched throughout their mind whereabouts the new the name from before it hit them like a ton of bricks. The guy from the bar, he'd been chatting them up all night before Newt had turned their back and felt a heavy impact knock them clean. Bastard!

"As bad as I make it..?" They repeat, able to see the physical and clear mental damage their hostage was able to do on the Fox. What a great predicament they were both in.

In order to break the ice, their green eyes looked at them curiously. "What's your name..? How long have you been here..?"

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#collar shocked #//unfortunately Newts a chatterbox oop

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bundleoberries · 2 months

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It wasn't by fate or chance that the German man had managed to capture another piece of prey inside the web he had so cleverly spun. What was there not to like? A laid-back guy, willing to meet for drinks and maybe down for some fun at the end of the night.

It led Strade to the moment he was in right now.

Dragging the unconscious victim down to the basement with surprising care, lifting them into his arms bridal style before placing them on the cold floor. Using the built-in chains across from his other captive, he began to clip his new toys wings; cuffing their arms and feet as they were particularly boisterous.

Strade glanced back to his favourite toy, sleeping so soundly in a perfect bundle. Ren was close to snapping fully, he could see it in the beastkin's eyes.

It took a few hours for the new toy to finally awaken, fear flooding every sense as a blinding light hit their eyes and the faint taste of blood was traceable within their mouth. Chained; a prisoner.

But not alone. The green eyed beauty spotted another captive.

"Excuse me, wh-whats happening?" They ask, voice hoarse and unsteady.

@collar-shocked

Jealous?

#collar-shocked #btd rp #murder sim rp

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bundleoberries · 2 months

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bundleoberries · 2 months

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OKAY, IM BACK FOR GOOD. I'm going to be using this account to find rpers who are into

Boyfriend to Death/The Price of Flesh (OC's welcome!)

Hatchetfield universe (OC's preferred!)

Danganronpa (OC's welcome!)

Smile for Me (OC's welcome!)

Warriors (OC's preferred!)

OC's in general

I've been role-playing for around 7 years and consider myself descriptive, writing at least a paragraph and use third person. Would prefer my rp partner to be 18+ (especially from btd/tpof!) as I would feel uncomfortable rping with a minor!

I've made OC's for almost every single one of the fandoms listed above, the ones with preferred is me saying I'd rather have our OC's interact and the ones with welcome mean I'm happy to play certain cannon characters!

If you are interested in getting something started, give me a DM and we can talk it through! 😊

#rp community #rp call #warrior cats #warrior cats roleplay #smile for me game #hatchetfield #hatchetverse #boyfriend to death #boyfriend to death rp #the price of flesh #the price of flesh rp #danganronpa #danganronpa rp #ocs #oc rp

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bundleoberries · 3 years

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Hi. The boys are buried somewhere. Thank you for your time.

#not writing #me talking bout my ocs #or hyperfixations lol

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bundleoberries · 3 years

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Forgive me.

#not writing

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bundleoberries · 3 years

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full offense but none of you would have ever survived fanfiction.net in 2009

#not writing #but kinda is??#it was so fucking wild

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bundleoberries · 3 years

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Wiggle

#not writing #hehe hoho

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bundleoberries · 4 years

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Do you like to just info-dump about your favourite things? Want to find like-minded people who might share your interests? To find a safe place for LGBTQ, disabled and poc?

Then Brainstorm is a discord server just for that! The whole premise of this server is for you to be able to just freely talk about your interests and we have separate channels for all forms of fandoms we could think of!

#not writing #discord #discord server #neurodivergent #poc #LGBT #info-dump #special interests #anime #books #podcasts #games #manga #safe space

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bundleoberries · 4 years

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I swear I'm gonna post more and do more things over this week b u t my next post is gonna be a boost for a server i made!

#not writing

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bundleoberries · 4 years

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Listen up!

You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled

Hit that.

Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern

Yes.

Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in

Tumblr will follow up and help them.

Warning: this is only for mobile. If anyone knows how to do this for desktop, please add it!

This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.

YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE NOT TO REBLOG THIS.

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF IT DOESN'T GO WITH YOUR BLOG'S THEME.

And yes, REBLOG. Liking does no shit at all. This isn't ig.

You reblog, people see it. You don't, people don't see it. This shit's that simple.

This could save someone's life. It's not a joke.

#not writing

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