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madness-in-the-flesh · 2 years

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TRAPPED LIKE A RAT - MAG AGENT: TORTURE DRABBLE

GENRE - Romantic / Platonic

TRIGGER WARNINGS - Kidnapping, Intimidation, mucus mention, murder, Depictions of gore

NOTE - Yeah so me and @/yanderes-galore were vibing and then came up w/ the idea of being trapped in a room and Torture is just... Sticking his hand in and trying to get you. Scary spooky shit. we love it. Makes you feel small. Credit goes to them for helping me w/ the idea!!! thanks again <3

Kinda short but I'm a bit tired and this has been in my drafts for a hot minute.

Everything was not quite in the agency building tonight. In fact it was the opposite. Which had been happening a lot lately, The horror of the situation hadn't yet dawned on the rest of the place yet.

The only one having to put up with the shenanigans was you. In this strange game of cat and mouse - Where the only winner was MAG AGENT: Torture. It was a losing game, But you didn't care about the idea of losing, instead the promise that you could spend time away from him. He was suffocating individual: in both his size and doting nature. He often treated you like you were simply some porcelain he was terrified would crack under too much pressure. However, like you, It wasn't as easily broken as other people made it out to be. Sure - It couldn't be cracked and chipped easily but you suppose, If handled improperly. You would break.

That was your last thought as you ran around the corner, stumbling and sliding for a moment, lightly hitting the wall before your feet continued pounding down the hallway, pushing yourself to run as fast as your little feet could carry you. The whole building rocked with every step he took, Striding after you. He was motivated to get you as soon as possible, before you got hurt. You were too fragile: Like a ceramic he was scared of breaking, The idea of you shattering only made him pick up speed.

The shadow slowly crawled over you, He had caught up quick. You didn't dare want to look back, It wasn't important. What was? Keeping yourself moving. Away from him for as long as possible. So when you spotted a small door, Without much thought, You knew the larger male couldn't step into. You scrambled towards it, Glancing back for a moment to see Torture's outstretched hand, ready to swipe you up.

You let out a surprised squeak as you practically threw yourself into the room. Just missing but feeling the claws of Torture's rake across you back as he attempted to grab you. You skidded across the floor onto your hands and knees with a small cry but it didn't stop you. Now only crawling towards the wall and looking to get away from Torture as fast as possible. Only glancing back to see Torture getting onto his hands and knees and peering you at from the doorway. You just continued to put as much distance between the two of you as possible.

His pressed his face into the door, similar to the way a cat would if trying to push it's way down a carboard tube, but he wasn't successful. Trying for a couple moments, You could feel his gaze never leaving your figure as he did so. Fixated solely on you and it was horrifically breath taking. You could hardly process the world around you. Just those cold eyes boaring into you behind his pair of shades.

You pressed your back into the wall of the furthest corner, Not taking your eyes off him now. For a moment you swore he had left but you knew better after spotting the shadow never moving. Although was did surprise you was the large arm making it's way through the door. It reached and scrambled to get you, pushing over the furniture as he attempted to grab and get to you. His growls only made it worse as you burst into tears. The terror building up and filling you trembling form. You could feel the swift brushes of air as he swiped at you. Desperately pressing his shoulder against the door frame, sometimes moving slightly to shift the angle hoping to get that little bit closer. he never did though.

And that's how it was. For hours as you watched and coward from that corner. Part of you could feel his rugged breath, although he was nowhere near you. The noise was enough to enable to ghost of his hot breath down your neck, Recalling the way he'd wrap his hand around you and not let go like a child would with their favourite toy. The way he paraded you around the facility, almost showing you off to everyone but never once letting anyone near you. No one could without being nothing but a squished corpse, Bones and organs turned to mush with little concern. Your skin crawled as it was a constant reminder that indeed he could hurt you at any second. An incentive to leave and never turn back. the A.A.H.W. did nothing but that was no surprise.

You move yourself further into the intersection of the wall, although it did little to create distance. Just enabling you a better view to watch him. Just helplessly scrambling, trying his very best to get to you but he never could reach. All the while your face remained stained in a mix of tears and mucus. You couldn't stop yourself from crying from the concoction of relief and alarm. You knew that the agency would eventually get involved, once they had enough of the mag's struggling and tantrum. Just for now, You were out of his grasp and for now and forever: It's all you needed.

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blessthisspess · 27 days

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Second's done, 6 more requests to go!! Next one is either Jeb or Hank,,

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fonetick01 · 3 months

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I've been a fan of madness combat for about 3 years now, but I've never posted my art here. So I thought it would be funny to share with you some art :]