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bringmefoxgloves · 2 years

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I want to talk about someone we don’t talk a lot about as the Saw fandom: Zep Hindle, secondary antagonist of Saw (2004).

I propose Zep Hindle was John Kramer’s ultimate, ideal, first Apprentice and is, in fact, a mirror of John Kramer himself.

What? I can hear you saying. That little twerp? He got his head bashed in with a toliet lid! Pssshhhh, no way. Well, let me explain. This is partially based off some convos I had with Adrian @adrianicsea, so much of this absolute buffoonery was egged on and supported by him in reaction to my characterization of Zep my wip. And then I took this concept and ran with it. Thank you Adrian! EDIT: also pls pls pls check out Tibby and mine’s convo down in the replies to this post! Once again this is an evolving theory that welcomes inputs and corrections!

This all might be wildly wrong but.... I’m going to hit send anyways. I won’t subject you all to scrolling past a (super) long post like my last meta (this is even longer!!!!! it’s so fucking longgggg), so this is all going under a cut.

Zep is an under utilized and under explored character, and the possibilities of his character, and his very character itself, echo so much of John Kramer (it’s ridiculous!). But let’s back up and consider what little is shown to us about him in Saw (2004). What we do see of him is important.

Let’s review what we do know: Zep worked as a hospital orderly, and met John Kramer while he was there for treatment. Zep is apparently dismissed and forgotten in his workplace, as evident by Lawrence and the medical students’ treatment of him. Zep defends John from Lawrence’s dismissive comments, calling John an ‘interesting man’ and an ‘artist.’

His test is a fairly simple one, and consists of him being poisoned (of which there is an antidote held by John), monitoring the cameras, and is tasked with killing Alison and Diana should Lawrence fail to met a certain timeline in killing Adam. When he is diverted and stopped in that task by Detective Tapp, he goes to the bathroom, and attempts to kill Lawrence, assuming Adam is already dead, in a bid to pass his test and receive the antidote. He is killed by Adam.

So, that all appears very clear cut and straight forward seeming, right? Well, let’s look at that a little closer.

Let’s look at his test, perhaps the most central aspect to his character in the movie.

We don’t ever see how his test begins, unlike Adam and Lawrence, just that he arrives at the Gordon’s house early enough that Adam captured him on his camera. This tells us a few things.

First, this gives us a rough timeline of when his test begins.

He is poisoned and receives his tape before he goes to the Gordon’s house (why else would he be there?) and is there long enough before Adam is taken, to be captured on film by Adam. Adam develops his photo (in the batch we are shown that includes Lawrence’s close up on his face he hangs up) before he is captured, as his photo appears in the bathroom to lead Lawrence and Adam to their identification of Zep. That means Zep’s test begins before Pigface (Amanda) shows up at Adam’s apartment.

It’s also clear, his capture and tying up of Alison and Diana happens before Adam and Lawrence’s test starts. How else would the polaroid picture end up in Lawrence’s wallet? Zep clearly took the picture, after tying up Lawrence’s family, and handed the photo off as proof he was going along with the test to either Amanda or John. This means he had contact with either of them after he starts his test, but does not harm John or Amanda or in any way tries to skirt the test.

Another option is that Amanda took the photograph, but I somehow doubt that, as Amanda doesn’t strike me as someone who wishes harm on children, judging from her behavior toward Corbin and Daniel. Another option is that John took the photo, but that also seems doubtful, as the setup of Adam and Lawrence’s test is involved and long, and he needs to be dosed and still before either of them wake up.

So it’s only logical that Amanda got the photo from Zep, and then went to assist John in setting up the bathroom, which we see.

Aside from that, this shows the poison, then, is slow acting. It doesn’t affect his physical state much, as far as we can see. He isn’t affected, not even up to the point that he’s in the bathroom itself. We are shown in the flashback he is coughing a bit, and his breathing is slightly affected, but it’s not as serious as the poison in say, Saw II (sarin gas), as he doesn’t stumble, spit up blood or have losses of consciousness.

So he is being propelled by the threat of dying, not the actual physical reality of dying, like those in Saw II experience.

This also brings up the question of how exactly he was poisoned. Who poisoned him? Where?

Was it John? Or was it Amanda dressed as Pigface? Was it at his work? Somewhere else?

It had to be injected, as John in the tape says ‘poison coursing through your blood stream,’ but beyond that, we don’t know for sure.

I would venture it was at the hospital, in a nod to Saw 0.5, as Zep borrows David’s job as an orderly.

However, Zep must already know who John Kramer is.

He calls him an ‘interesting man’, which means he believes John is important enough to be called by name. He has seen John’s drawings because he’s discussed with him how John is an ‘artist,’ which likely means John had explained or at least hinted at what the drawings mean. This all gives me the impression that Zep does know who John Kramer is, as the Jigsaw Killer, and might, might, tacitly approve of John Kramer’s philosophy, even then.

Yet, one of the drawings we see on the table, is the reverse bear trap. This means Amanda had not yet been tested (I’m ignoring Jigsaw, as you should too) since his drawings tend to be plans, not a way to dwell and gloat on the tests afterwards. While the timeline of Saw is confusing due to the flashbacks, this definitely takes place before Amanda’s test.

We can tell Amanda’s test hasn’t yet been done, as we see this pattern in Saw II with all the drawings scattered around the warehouse, none of which had been executed yet. Also, this meeting takes place well before Lawrence is asked to sit in on Amanda’s interview, the earliest point Amanda could have been conceivably called an Apprentice.

That means Zep met John before Amanda was tested and became an Apprentice.

This makes me seriously consider, did John plan on testing and making Zep Hindle his first apprentice, and Amanda just beat him to the punch by being the first to survive her test? I think so.

Furthermore, was Zep’s part of Adam and Lawrence’s test specifically designed to be as easy as possible for Zep to pass? I think so.

Now before you leap down my throat, think about the structure of the bathroom test overall.

Zep acts as John’s enforcer of the rules within the test, a role Amanda would later play in Saw II. Zep’s role was the forbearer for Amanda’s, which makes me wonder-was Zep truly poisoned at all? Amanda was not poisoned in Saw II, so who is to say Zep was either?

Zep’s reactions to being poisoned (coughing, breathing heavily) could be the reactions of someone who is told they are poisoned, a kind of anxious reaction, yet he never has any serious real reaction. He is able to run, struggle, scream, all without the poison affecting him more from the increased blood flow. If the poison was truly ‘coursing through his bloodstream’ as the tape claims, it would affect him more with the more physical effort he puts out, yet it doesn’t.

He’s the one monitoring the participants, thru the camera, and literally is, to the rest of the participants, Jigsaw himself.

He’s the one who will enact the consequences for Lawrence if he fails to kill Adam or decides to not participate in the test, by holding the gun to Alison and Diana. Alison and Diana, with the knowledge they are given, see Zep as Jigsaw, and the sole perpetrator. Adam identifies Zep as the person he saw at the Gordon’s house, around the time Alison and Diana were captured, and kills him under the assumption that he is Jigsaw. Even to Detective Tapp, Zep is Jigsaw.

And speaking of Tapp and Zep, when Zep flees Tapp, he says he is off to kill Lawrence. Which means, he knew the location of the bathroom before. He knew before he even flipped on the screens, or he was sent the location by Amanda, but my money is on John having already told Zep. Zep holds enough anger and resentment toward Lawrence that he would jump to killing him as the next logical conclusion if he couldn’t kill Alison and Diana, and John would plan for that.

In addition, the way he is suppose to complete his test? It’s by killing Alison and Diana. Follows a familiar pattern, doesn’t it? Amanda having to kill to free herself from the reverse bear trap, Mark killing Seth. Murder. John asks his Apprentices to tie themselves to him, to his name and his legacy, forever, by murdering.

In essence, Zep Hindle is an Apprentice. He might be in the middle of his test, but he’s functioning as an Apprentice would.

Who he is also echoes what two of the other Apprentices would be (perhaps the two most successful ones, in John’s eyes), in personality and skillsets. Zep is the unnoticed and unloved, desperately seeking approval, type of person that allows John to so easily manipulate and shape Amanda to become so devoted to him. Zep would have been this too, devoted to John because he pulled him from obscurity and made him matter.

Zep also holds some sort of medical skill and knowledge, no doubt from picking up things around the hospital, even if he wasn’t formerly trained. Given enough time and the materials, he could possibly have learned how to complete some of the tasks Lawrence later fulfills. Lawrence instead would become this medically competent Apprentice when Zep fails and dies, and in the end is more successful than Zep would have been, since he is formerly trained.

Once again, I’m ignoring Jigsaw (2017) and Logan as an Apprentice. You should too, it’s more fun.

But now, we turn to Zep’s character itself, and how he functions as a mirror to John Kramer in a broader sense.

Zep, strikes me, as angry, apathetic but most of all pathetic. Wait, no that’s Adam’s label by John. Which... Zep is. Even more so than Adam, I would argue.

But sorry, what I also mean is, Zep is resentful of what has happened to him, where he has ended up in life. He’s vengeful, envious of Lawrence and tired of being laughed at. He pushes blame outwards, onto other people. He shows a willingness to blindly follow authority (’it’s the rules’). He has a withdrawn personality (not a negative trait but becomes so when taken in combination with his others), that he twists into thinking he’s more superior than those around him.

But also, take one look at his character and don’t try to tell me that the thought process of ‘nothing bad that happens to me is MY fault, it’s all other people’s’ doesn’t rule his every move.

He throws up his hands when Lawrence fails and prepares to kill an innocent mother and child he could have easily released, while he went to pursue medical care for himself, as the poison clearly wasn’t immediately killing him. He had eight hours, at least, to try that option.

Even if Amanda was watching him, as a failsafe, I think Zep would have been able to at least match her, if not outsmart or escape her, as it was early in her Apprenticeship. Zep already knew how to use a gun, he was armed. But instead he accepted what was happening to him passively, trapped when there was no chain wrapped around his ankle, trapped when he was the one tying the knots.

You know who else employs that ‘nothing bad that happens to me is MY fault, it’s all other people’s’ kind of thinking? John.

Look at John’s life. His entire gimmick as Jigsaw is forcing people to acknowledge their own hand in their negative outcome. If that isn’t projection, I don’t know what is.

I could write an entire other meta about how John Kramer treats health as an indicator of character and purity. Endless essays have been written about the fallacies of linking health to character and purity. But John views the health decisions of others (but not himself! never himself) as their own fault, or something to punish them for. Back to back examples of this come to mind for me from Saw VI, in the janitor who smoked being killed in the oxygen crusher, and the secretary who had diabetes selected for the gallows.

His dissolution of his relationships (Jill, Art Blank, William Easton, hell, even his own Apprentices in the end) are all blamed on the other party, their failings and their faults, when he was the one to pull away first. He could have repaired bridges, asked for forgiveness, asked for understanding. But he didn’t.

Jill’s health clinic failing is blamed on the people who populated it and used its services. He judges them on their ‘innate’ character and what he considers ‘controllable’ decisions. Though, with the illness that addiction is, were any of their choices controllable? And aren’t humans in the end, able to change?

(Another central theme to Saw. See: Amanda’s entire final scene in Saw III, and for a negative character arc that explores this, look no further than Mark Hoffman.)

John stumbled every time and yet never looked at himself as possibly being the problem.

He could have reached out his hand in friendship to Art Blank, used his position of power to influence William Easton to be more merciful, he could have loved his wife through struggle and not pinned all his hopes on a child uniting and keep them united. Even in the end, he could have not judged his Apprentices and victims so harshly.

He could have given more of his time, employed his skills better, funneled more money into Jill’s clinic for more staff, to allow Jill to take a break. Maybe she wouldn’t have been there that night if he had been more involved. He could have accepted his own death gracefully and prepared by forgiving, grieving and asking forgiveness. He didn’t.

It couldn’t have hurt to try.

Many people have said it, and I will repeat it again, John is a hypocrite, a lonely and fallible man who has faulty thinking patterns and illogical conclusions about his life path, now at the end of it. He projects this outwards, and searches for people he can manipulate into following him unquestionably.

And he sees it in Zep.

And Zep, in turn, sees what he wishes to be in John Kramer. Powerful, important, and above all, beyond reproach. Infallible and not subject to judgement. Zep is willing to follow, to kill, for that concept of a man, to become him. He seeks after Jigsaw, to hold that title, to become, like any other Apprentice.

And, in my opinion, Zep Hindle is the perfect option for John Kramer.

A mirror, a unquestioning weapon, and a coward.

The perfect Apprentice.

#saw #saw meta #holy shit guys....... i'm like. what. this was a few messages. HOW DID IT SPIRAL INTO THIS #we don't talk about zep hindle enough as a character and i'm changing that now #OUGH I AM IN PAIN!!!!!!! i said addy the woman in the gallows had asthma...... she had diabetes. REGARDLESS

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cpressmn · 2 years

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wanted to write today and instead so far i have added over a hundred pins to my steve aesthetic board and curated a playlist for the steddie series rewrite fic sigh

#hate when the addy makes me focus on other shit instead of the shit i WANT to do #‘the addy’ like i’m not the one doing it to myself smh #shine talks #it's worth noting that the playlist goes in chronological order too....it's all what steve will feel from nov 1983 until idk march 1986

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zipmode · 2 years

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HASHTAG WIN THE QUIZ DUE DATE WAS PUSHED TO SUNDAY >:]]]] draws sila instead of being productive

#zipmode talks #havent gotten my addy prescription renewed so im back on that cant do shit grind

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rainbowcrowley · 2 years

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made this for @taikaverse bc i wanted to show her ed's lil face scrunch before he decides to confess his love and i wanted to share it with y'all

#addi talks shit #idk how to tag this #blackbonnet #our flag means death #taika i hate you face lemme kiss it

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derelictheretic · 2 years

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oooh tug o war pls 👀

Thank u for picking my favourite, Heather is just living her best life <3

"Fine, suit yourself. We can catch up more later," Heather smiles, sauntering past him to the door and taking her sweet time as she did so. She slows to a stop by the doorway, running her hand along the wooden frame as she let out a thoughtful hum.

"You know what, I think I'll pay Dean a visit actually, where is he again? That old crow's marina?" She asks, looking at John over her shoulder as she rested against the doorway leisurely. A decade ago he would have found the sight alluring but now it just made him want to bleach the wood and throw out the rug her heels were digging into.

"No," He says through gritted teeth, walking forward and ignoring the light eye roll she gave him as she avoided his hands the way someone would avoid leftovers that had been left out for a week.

"So yes," Heather smirks as she steps back onto the porch, "thank you Johnny, always fun chatting with you," she coos, turning and John flinches as her long hair slaps his face. He grips the doorway so hard he could swear the wood started to splinter under his fingertips. She had some fucking nerve. And now she was skipping to her damn car like she was off for a vacation in the Bahamas.

Not only that she was headed straight for the man they both had spent far too long talking about, of all of the people she could have picked it had to be him. It couldn't have been the countless other people he was friendly with… But just being friendly and being friends were two very different things and Heather wasn't blind, she could figure out the difference quicker than John could even think to put up an act.

And Dean just happened to have a knack for making him act like an idiot—a relaxed, carefree idiot who forgot there were people who took advantage of such honesty and openness. People like Heather. People like him.

#dean answers #sharkyboshaw #oc: Heather Lucille Valentine #Far Cry Tag #please understand how much it hurt to write her calling addie an old crow it just 😔#i'll make it up in the hypothetical fic I have in my head where she an addie get a bonding and forming mutual respect moment #and addie telling her if she talks shit one more time she'll get her ass beat

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espressopatronum454 · 2 years

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tw: roe v wade, homophobia, transphobia, pro-lifers, shitty father who could be better if he fucking tried, mentions of our childhood and his + things that happened in it (not bad imo, but just in case), mentioning how he talks abt my sister behind her back, me talking about myself in third person to fit the vibe

the “two daughters” stuff is abt me and my sister, the middle of us three, and i generally specify when talking about the youngest. she’s only nine, so i didn’t include her in as much detail, bc even she doesn’t know what she prefers.

i tried to put warnings for everything, but if i miss something, please let me know. i would hate to accidentally trigger someone with this.

today my dad and uncle were talking abt roe v wade being overturned and they were like

“they’re scaring like it’s the end of the world”

“it’s not like it’s illegal to get abortions”

“there are no laws against abortion yet.”

YET. (there may be, i just don’t really keep up w news and shit)

THINGS WILL CHANGE.

THINGS ARE CHANGING.

abortion is first, and what is gonna be next?

gay sex.

gay marriage.

trans rights.

they will try to come after these, and you know what that will leave you with?

TWO DAUGHTERS UNABLE TO GET MARRIED.

TWO DAUGHTERS YOU WONT BE ABLE TO WALK DOWN THE AISLE BC UR A PIECE OF SHIT.

two daughters who will struggle to provide you with the grandchildren you so wish for.

a daughter (my sister) who resents you for the amount of shame and “worry” you had for her growing up.

a daughter who resents you for talking about her behind her back.

a daughter who resents you for hoping she isn’t actually gay, and that it’s just a phase.

two daughters who remember every single time you mentioned how wrong abortions are.

a daughter (me, this time) who remembers every word to said about my sister. every word about trans people. every word about abortions.

a daughter who remembers how hard she tried to get you to see her point of view without outing herself. who wished her younger sister was downstairs to take the cover, bc she’s out, and she doesn’t like you anyways.

a daughter (my youngest sister) who knows your options and how you make me and my other sister feel. she may not cut you out, but i don’t know if she’ll forgive you.

you can fix this.

you can’t fix every issue, sure.

you can’t single-handedly stop everything going on rn from happening.

BUT YOU CAN FIX THINGS WITH ME AND MY SISTERS.

and i know you want to.

and that’s what sucks.

you want to fix things, but you won’t.

i wish i could say “you can’t”, but i know that isn’t the case.

you could.

you could shut your god damned mouth for the first time in your life and listen to us. listen to what we have to say and how we feel.

listen to how the words you say on practically a daily basis affect us. affect my sisters.

i don’t give a fuck about what you say to me, honestly.

it’s what you say to them and about them.

sure, it hurts when your words are directed towards me or even talked about in a conversation i’m in.

but they are my sisters.

and you hurt at least one of them constantly.

she can’t even be herself around you.

neither of them can.

THEY ARE 9 AND 14.

they should be allowed to express themselves. you don’t allow them that luxury.

i know you say you had it “worse” than we ever had growing up.

but i know that your dad didn’t belittle you and your feelings any chance he got. i know that he made you feel loved and accepted enough.

all im asking for is enough.

i just want you to be accepting.

acknowledge our views, and be like “oh. maybe, abortions can be good.”

“maybe being trans is the right option for some people.”

not “even if the worst happens, a baby can still be put in an orphanage or put up for adoption.”

not “most trans people aren’t any happier after transitioning.”

fuck you.

you’re a piece of shit, but i am so glad you don’t allow them to see all of it.

you are a manipulative, homophobic, transphobic, pro-life piece of shit.

my mom doesn’t even want you having custody of my sister anymore.

of any of us, really. but you’re the worst to her.

why?

because she’s a lesbian and you know it?

because she’s fucking proud of who she is, and isn’t afraid to let people know?

she is one of the sweetest fucking people i know, and the longer she spends around you the more hoe much she could be hurt by time with you.

WHY THE FUÇK DO YOU THINK SHE WANTS TO GET AWAY FROM YOU SO BADLY?

WHY DO YOU THINK SHE GOES TO OUT MOMS EVERY TIME SHE GETS THE CHANCE?

because you make her feel unwelcome.

like you don’t want her there, like she doesn’t belong. you make her feel like a piece of shit, and she hates you.

i’m spiraling here, but that’s alright.

you know, i hope, i hope you read this some day.

and look. i know you aren’t the worst dad out there. i know there are far worse ones, but you’re certainly not a walk in the park. i am glad i have you at all, but you need help. professional fucking help.

and guess what? we aren’t going to trick you into going to a religious counselor like you did with my sister. asshole.

you need to get your fucking act together before you lose all three of us, and when that happens, don’t expect it to be easy to get us back.

#addy talks shit abt her dad 🙎‍♂️#tw: roe v wade #tw: childhood trauma #?#tw: transphobia #tw: homophobia #tw: pro-life

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maddyaddy · 14 days

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Thinking about, of all things, Rocky. Seeing Creed 2 as a nerdy kid kind of sort of changed my perspective on the value of sports and sportsmanship. I went to school around a bunch of jocks and they were a bunch of hormonal rockheads, but Rocky's got the heart. There's just something to fighting fair and square in the ring that excites my imagination. It's a very...muscular, yet philosophical sort of sportsmanship on display in these films. Just two people getting in the ring and agreeing to give it their all, pushing past their limits. A fairer, more compassionate competition than what Judge Holden or the Sword Logic would advocate, but still a pretty cold, hard means of coaxing out aristeiai. It's not might makes right, though. It's who wants it more, who can go the distance mentally and physically.

#I am a bipolar mess #and I have fierce interiority about the silliest shit sometimes while recovering #Addy Talks

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addisonnie · 1 year

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pedro pascal has 1000% seen that dvcree edit of him on tiktok i know he was kicking his feet and giggling watching that

#shit i was kicking my feet and giggling too #addi talks #Pedro pascal

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charliemwrites · 5 months

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Part 2 of charmed serial killer Simon. (Part 1 is here.)

This part is heavily inspired by this particular Badjhur audio “Surviving the Slasher” from, like, a long time ago. Where he’s a killer. Easier to find than expected, thank you masterlist. It permanently has a room in my pea brain, no rent, utilities included.

You’re out with your little friends again. Simon scoffs to even call them that. You give them so much more than they even try to give you - support, encouragement, time, energy.

One of them has a shitty deadbeat boyfriend that’s throwing a flat party, so they’ve dragged you along per usual. You’re still swearing off alcohol after the last time you went out - when you got a ride home with him. So you’re totally sober when the rest of the idiots suggest “investigating” the abandoned hospital on the other end of the block.

You go with them as the only fully-sober one, but spend the whole, stumbling trip trying to convince them to go somewhere, anywhere, else.

Apparently the boyfriend fancies himself something of an urban explorer because he knows just how to get in, bragging that he’s going to start some stupid internet show looking for ghosts there. You end up getting knocked into a half dozen times just trying to keep your woozy friends from getting tetanus.

It doesn’t take long at all for someone to suggest hide and seek. You try adamantly to put your cute little foot down - reminding them that it’s dirty and structurally unstable and there could be people just trying to camp out in peace in here. You’re adamantly ignored and your friends scatter.

And Simon starts to hunt.

Oh, he wishes he could have seen your face when the screams first started. If you recognized the shriek of Addy, the one who yanked you away from a proper apology when you first bumped into him at the bar. Wonders if you felt anything when Simon stabbed her boyfriend in the stomach and sent him stumbling away to incite more terror.

Of course you did. His pretty little chatterbox, coming to the rescue as soon as you heard their cries.

You get yourself lost trying to find someone, anyone. He picks off your group one. By. One. He finds you trying to triage a nasty slice to Heather’s thigh. She was talking shit about you just two days ago to Addy.

And oh, how brave you are, trying to stick with her to the very end. All it takes is one well-placed throw and you’re scrambling back as Heather burbles blood.

He takes a single, loud step towards you - and you bolt. Such a smart thing, you don’t even glance back to see if he’s following. He’s not; there’s still trash to take care of.

You find one more friend - one he doesn’t mind so much, mostly because you just met tonight. She’s crying, making a fuss and you’re trying to soothe her while still focused on escape, letting her cling to your arm.

Simon starts herding you both towards an easy exit. A few well placed foot falls here, a jaunty whistle there. He loves watching your big eyes dart toward the noises, how you get low like a bunny hiding in brush. Always put yourself between your new friend and wherever you think he could come from.

Your friends’ blood is beginning to dry when he decides it’s time to wrap things up.

He appears in a doorway, and you shove at your fellow survivor, make her squeeze through the rusty door first. You’re just starting to follow when he snags you around the middle. You yelp, feet kicking at air, tugging at his soaked hoodie sleeve.

He shoves your back against a wall and presses close, the flat of his knife against your pretty cheek.

“What did we learn tonight, hm?” he mocks.

You’re flinching away, but know better than to struggle or scream. So clever.

“W-why are you doing this?” you ask.

How sweet, that you can’t understand the motivations of monsters like him. He indulges you.

“To teach you a lesson,” he answers. “Get better friends.”

You look furious, even as tears well in your eyes. He coos over them, tugs the bottom of his mask up enough to lick them as they fall down your cheek.

“S-Stop, that’s - that’s so gross,” you hiccup, pancaking yourself to the wall.

He snorts in amusement and tugs his mask down again.

“Now, I know you’re a good girl with good manners, so let’s see them.”

You blink at him, eyes soooo big. Don’t understand what he means.

He tuts. “Say: thank you, ghost, for teaching me a valuable lesson.”

You press your lips together in a tight, pouty line. He wants to bite them. Instead, taps the point of the knife against your jaw. A silent threat that’s he’s still debating if he means.

But you manage to get the sentence out, stuttering, voice breaking halfway through. Mm, he’s missed hearing your gratitude. It’s almost sweeter this way than all the times you said it in his car.

“You’re very welcome, sunshine. Now, off you go, before I decide to teach you something else.”

You don’t hesitate when he steps back. Peel yourself off the wall and wriggle out to freedom.

Simon chuckles. What a fun little playdate, he’s so glad he let you go that first time. He’ll have to arrange another one soon.

#thoughts™️#cod #my writing #fanfiction #dark fic #reader fic #serial killer ghost #charmed ghost

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