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sublieu · 1 year

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𝐒𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

cw. − Dubcon, bulge, [possible] cumflation, unprotected sex, [semi] bondage, cumflation, dirty talk, degradation [at near end].

wc. − 1.4k words

ref. − ⚉ ⚆ ⚇

music. − Die for you / The Weeknd

"Y/n~"

The knife makes a shrill sound against the metallic wall as you hid behind hanging meat; His laughter ringing in your ears as he walks by your hiding spot.

You sat there and did the best to your ability to not hyperventilate, his shocking blue eyes would peer from left to right in means to see if you were there and walked away to look for you in another spot, which gave you relief as you relaxed.

Who was this guy? It's been months since you last saw him, the first time was him staring at you through your bedroom window. To which you promptly called authorities, but it seems as if they weren't doing their job right as here he was looking for you again.

'I need to get out of here' I muttered to yourself and peeped through the cold hyde, trying to spot him in a room that was already to hard to see through.

Waiting a couple more seconds you left as quiet as you could whilst your aggressor was occupied and locked the door on him before running back to your house; Your legs acting on their own alongside the sudden adrenaline coursing your veins to get home and check if your kid was ok.

You hurry to your house phone and called up Liza to see if your child was ok, she responds and told you that they were sleeping, your heart finally regulating it's beating to know they were safe.

"Liza, you remember the dude that tried to kill you?" "...Yea?" "Well he's after me now!" "WAIT WHAT?!"

She yells over the phone, jumping up from her bed and falling onto her bed mat from shock. She couldn't care to even turn on the lights to see better as she rushed to get on some clothes.

"Where is he now?!" "I left him at the meat shop!" "I'll call the poli-" "NO! Do NOT call the police!"

You yelled back at her as she ran out the house, Leaving your kids in the house on their own. Possibly to get help.

"Why not?!" "He already knows I left the shop and I have a feeling if the police get involved he'll hurt me! Just keep [child's name] with you till I come back alright?" "But-" "Liza, please."

You begged as you closed all the curtains before turning on the light to your bedroom. She responds with yes before hanging up on you to go get the police, refusing to listen to your pleas as you looked for your gun.

When all of a sudden, your lights go out. Already knowing who it might be you loaded up your gun and hid in your closet basket. Watching his heavy footsteps come to your room, looking around for you when he spots some candy on the table. Giving you perfect time to get up and shoot him.

As soon as he heard your basket making noise he turned around and bent down before jumping you in your closet, trapping you in between him as he chuckled.

"Looks like I found you~" "What do you want from me?!"

You screamed and tried to get him off of you, he looks at you with arrogance and tied your hands together with rope before lifting and throwing you on the bed. Sharpening his knife in front of you as you wept softly, worried about how your [son/daughter] will live without you. Except he didn't stab you.

"Listen to me sha, I ain't tryna kill you. But, if you don't stop that cryin' I'll give you somethin' to cry about."

He warns and pulls your legs up to him, causing the sweater you wore to ride up and show your shorts and bra. His claws would rip them off shortly after and only leaving you in you panties.

"Lace? Didn't know you were preparin' for me sha~"

He purrs and traces a finger on your slit, watching the slick trail onto his finger before licking it. Bending down and putting his head between your legs, lapping up your clothed pussy with his pierced tongue before kissing your clit. Making you quiver above him whilst his claws left marks on your legs.

You thought it was best to enjoy this while it lasts as your hands were desperate to hold onto his head, your legs wrapping around his head for a more secure grip when you threw your head back. His only response was to pull your panties aside and stick his smothering tongue inside; It already touching the entrance of your cervix and that gummy spot you couldn't reach.

You wanted to scream and cry, but all that left your mouth was breathy moans and whines. Your mind slowly getting corrupted the longer this went on; But you couldn't beg him to stop even if you wanted to, the feeling to good to want to finish.

Bob stops with a pop and lick his lips before getting up and pulling down his pants to let his cock spring free and touch the spot close to your womb that makes you look down in utter disbelief at his size; If anything he looked twice as big as your ex husband, veins and pulsing in all its glory. Instead, you encouraged him to put it inside, your mind already corrupted and thinking about his cock.

His large hands held your waist as he pushed it in, causing you to widen your eyes from the slow and sudden stretch. Reminding you how much you missed this feeling, your hands couldn't be enough to please you after this as the bulge slowly revealed itself in front of you when he starts thrusting.

It was like your mind was slapped out your body, only whimpering and crying out tears of bliss whilst your legs your wrapped snuggly around his neck. His piercing blue eyes stared back at you with that ever present smile you chose to ignore as his cock started to rub on that gummy spot.

Everything was growing blurry, due to your tears clouding your vision whilst he trapped you between his large frame. But it was comforting, it was like he wanted to keep you here, snug and fit around him forever whilst his gaze softens. Which was very out of character for him, a psychotic cannibal that showed compassion to a stranger.

He puts a foot on your bed and turned you on your stomach, his sickening laughter ringing in your ears again as he placed a hand on your abdomen and pressed against it. Making you gasp and lift up your head, forcing your face in your pillows and thrusting deeper inside; His cock past the entrance of your cervix and into your womb.

And you just laid there and took it, both because your life depended on it and because you couldn't even bother trying to run; Unaware to the point that he tore the ropes off you.

Your thighs were shaking, your makeup a mess on your face the rougher his pounding got; And he soaked up to it like a sponge, enjoying your ruined face as his cock twitched in ecstasy before lifting you up a final time and thrust upwards, his hands holding you by your thighs as your arm latched around his neck in front of the mirror, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror.

"Look at you~ absolutely filthy over my cock~ Imagine how your husband would react to see you act like this around a criminal~"

He whispers in your ears, you only let out a whimper in response. The coil around your tummy snapping and letting you cum all over him, your sticky cum dripping off him and onto your mat as his orgasm was coming shortly after as well; Most if not all of his cum stuffed inside you like cotton in those toy dolls you had around your home. Letting out a low chuckle and pulling you off his cock to see his work dribble from your pussy and onto your bed sheets before stuffing two fingers inside to ensure not a single drop came out. Leaving you heaving and sleep deprived before slowly drifting off to sleep as he left your room to go after Liza.

"Put your hands up we have you surrounded!!"

John yells and brandished a gun in his hands, Liza his behind a police car and watched what happened. It was only after getting arrested she ran inside to see if you were ok, but you were more than fine as you were laid there half naked with cum dripping from your legs.

©𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐮 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐; 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝

#spooky month smut #spooky month #spooky month bob smut #bob velseb #spooky month bob #spooky month bob x reader #spooky month bob velseb #spooky month fanart #spooky month tender treats #sr pelo

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1-800-moondust · 1 year

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Bob Velseb x GN Reader (nsfw headcanons)

edit by PeterTheYes1 on Twitter

Bob is such a fucking horny bastard (pun intended)

Your cuddle sessions turn into grinding and the grinding descends into you being pinned under him getting your guts rearranged

He loves to hear you beg for him, seeing you all vulnerable and needy really gets him going

His favorite positions are breeding press and missionary

Basically anything that let's him see your expressions

Despite him being quiet most of the time he can get loud

Like I'm talking animalistic growling and shit, but when he is coherent he's praising you

Bob likes to take his time at first so he can take in every last detail of you but after a while, he starts to speed up

Eventually, it will get to the point where he's pounding you into the bed so hard the bed starts shaking

When he's buried inside you he tries to get as close to you as humanly possible

Sometimes in the process he grips onto you so tightly that he leaves handprints on your hips

Plus he's got good stamina, so don't be surprised when it's like your third round and he says he can keep going

Bob likes to overstimulate you until your legs are shaking and you can't even think straight

He definitely has a blood kink, so he'll give you small wounds so he can lick up the blood that surfaces

He's not opposed to giving you small cuts and stuff like that but he'd never stab you or anything

He's a big guy, and he knows that he could easily hurt you

So he tries to make sure he doesn't cross the line when getting rough

Sometimes when he's in the middle of eating you out/blow job he'll stop and bite on the inside of your thigh hard and lap up any blood that comes to the surface

Bob loves to cum inside of you and watch as it oozes out of you

He has big hands and knows how to use them to turn you into putty

Aftercare is him drawing you a bath and cooking you a nice meal or if both of ya'll are too tired to get up he just cuddles you

Here's some horny posting with Bob 💀 Sorry if it's bad I've never written smut before. Also I'm thinking about taking request while I work on some oneshots. So if yall would like that feel free to tell me!

#bob velseb #fanfic #fanfiction #spooky month #bob velseb x reader #hcs #headcannons #smut hcs #smut headcanons #devil guy

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lolbotvr · 1 year

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Bob Velseb SFW/NSFW HCs

Warnings: NSFW, mentions of murder and cannibalism, small breeding/bondage/knifeplay kinks mentioned, gender-neutral reader (they/them pronouns used)

(^Tell me if I missed or should add anything!)

More headcanons coming soon!!

SFW//

Bob hasn’t had a partner ever since he became a murderer and cannibal

But when he saw you, his mind went blank except for one thing running in his mind:

“They’re too perfect”

When you both got together, he was obsessed

He loves sneaking into your home just to cuddle you, sitting you in his lap and having his chin rest upon your head

He likes to stroke your hair as he murmurs things into your ears

Loves kissing your neck

He loves to kiss, bite, lick, you name it

Love lang is Physical affection

Period.

He doesn’t talk a lot, but when he does oh boy

Dark humor.

Well, he thinks it’s funny and ‘innocent’, but you’re terrified of his ‘jokes’

Imagine when you’re cold he just gives you his sweater hrshhmmsmshf

Rarely takes off his costume but when he does, make sure to pepper kisses all over his face

He loves listening to you rant about what you like, your hobbies, how your day went, everything like that

Probably has a little journal where he lists all the things you are interested in and lists everything you don’t like

He never tries to hurt you on purpose:(

If Bob ever gets angry, he’ll go out and take it out on something - or someone - else

But if he does somehow lash it out on you

Expect many hugs and little apology notes written to you with little gifts mostly consisting of your favorite candy

Probably has a bad habit of coming over covered in blood

If it makes you uncomfortable though he’ll probably do his best to stop it

Cant promise it won’t happen again tho

NSFW//

Bob’s love language is physical affection 100%, and he totally expresses this during sex

He’ll cling onto you, rub his face in your neck, hug your body as he pounds into you

Forgot to mention; he’s definitely dom

But he won’t argue if you wanna try to be dom

Favorite position is missionary. He adores and lives for seeing your face as he messes you up

Doesn’t like marking you that much because he doesn’t want to ruin your perfect body, but he isn’t opposed to making small cuts and bites on your thighs and neck

Loves giving oral, hates receiving

Finds it weird when he receives because… he’s supposed to be tasting you!

He also loves, after fucking the life out of you, going down to your nether areas and watching his cum make it’s way out of your hole

For afabs: Breeding kink

Probably would never admit it aloud but he loves the thought of filling you up and having you carry his baby

If it’s not possible, then he has no reason to hesitate when cumming inside

Knifeplay knifeplay knifeplay

Also has a huge bondage kink

Loves the thought of seeing you tied up, whimpering his name as he pounds his cock into you, filling you up over and over again with his cum until you’re so overstimulated your legs are shivering

Bob can go for many rounds, maybe 5-10

But even after all that, he refuses to sleep until you’re asleep.

He usually doesn’t even sleep, but instead watches you until you awake

You have to cuddle him to sleep

He cannot say no to cuddles

#bob velseb #bob velseb x reader #spooky month #headcanon #canon x y/n #gender neutral reader #smut hcs #fanfiction #fanfic #headcannons

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sunflower1experiment · 1 year

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Bedroom stare

“Ah know I know it’s odd…but.” You let out a whine while your sister lightly scolds you on the phone. “You know that only applies to you? Come on don’t give in to that trend.”

18+ Minors

She was right, Bob isn’t lightskin like you but: his gaze…the bedroom gaze? No that was a lightskin stare and it was making your eyes see stars. The way Bob looked you up and down then his wide grin widens. You didn’t tell your associate who it was but, your details about him gave it away.

“Bob…May I see your bedroom gaze?”

“Oh Um…” he blushed, “Mask on-“

“Nope nope Mask off. Let me look at you before I lose my mind.” He leans in, his eyes go half lid and his smile went into a grin.

Your body had chills, and you immediately press mini kisses along Bob’s cheeks and lips. The male’s face went red while she straddles his waist.

He lets out a small chuckle before biting against your collarbone and chest, both yours and his body grind against one another until he proceeds to grind eagerly while you both share another kiss.

His hands lightly held your waist then he admires your curls and plump lips. “I knew I was blessed by heaven when I met you.”

“Bobby ya sweetheart.” He buries his face into your breasts, massaging one side while his hand held your waist. It wasn’t long until he starts pushing in and out slowly.

“Bob-“ your hands grip his shoulders, he was only going by the tip and he was still driving the mind insane. You lean back to let out a soft moan before he bucks his hips, your light gasps and moans fill the room.

His gaze never left yours when he kept hitting your sweet spot, each time he did he’d savor each loud moan or a choked gasp leaving your throat. He could feel your walls squeezing around him and yet he didn’t stop until your already squirming form was writhing in pure pleasure. He could listen to you moan his name all night.

The tip was practically kissing your cervix and trying to impregnate you, what was this man on!? You had came twice and he still kept going, the thrusts aren’t even sloppy it was as if he thrived off your pleasure and futility! “C-Close…” Bob chuckles.

Your lips meet his again, then he finally gave one more thrust. Causing a muffled scream to escape, his seed filled your womb as he kept thrusting to release every drop. As if you wouldn’t squeeze it out of him, you gasp then let out a choked up moan while Bob kept grinding to ride out the high.

“Guess you could say the bedroom stare is effective? Right sugar cube?” You whine. “Bob….Why are you hard again?”

#x black fem reader #x black reader #bob velseb x y/n #bob velseb x reader #bob velseb x you #bob spooky month #Bob velseb smut #Bob velseb x reader smut #bob smut

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triasticalwarlock · 1 month

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-[WELCOME]-

To my blog!

*Requests are closed!*

School is taking a toll on me, but I'll finish the requests I have right now as fast as I can :)

My name is Ozzy! I go by they/them pronouns.

I'm native American/white. But not completely(Haven't taken a test yet)

Current hyperfization- monsterverse

°\Rules/°

Things I will do:

NSFW

SFW

Yandere

Fluff

Angst, but a happy ending

Headconons

Drabbles

Imagine

Scenarios

Songs that I associate with the character

Character x reader

Romantic

Platonic

Things I will not do:

Rape/SA

A huge amount of angst

Homophobia

One Shots, I need more practice with my writing before I write something that big.

Character x character

Pedophilia

Racism

The reader being yandere or obsessed with the character

Fandom's:

Hazbin hotel

Sonic the hedgehog

Gravity falls

Spooky month

Character's:

Bill cipher

Adam

Lucifer Morningstar

Sonic the hedgehog

Bob velseb

Masterlist-

All of my works, I update it right after I post something. Also, it's just easier to find what your looking for.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel lucifer #gravity falls #bill cipher #sonic the hedgehog #sonic X #sonic boom #x reader #smut #yandere #spooky month #spooky month bob velseb #spooky month Bob velseb x reader #bob velseb x reader

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tontalunar · 9 months

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Little miserymeat doodle because I just now finally finished 1 chapter of the fic rewrite yippee 🙌

Okay well technically it’s Tenderized but I’m putting it in as the first chapter so it’s a more cohesive flow into the story

It’s like 600 words longer too 😭

#spooky month #spooky month fanart #spooky month rick #rick hedony #spooky month rick hedony #spooky month bob velseb #tontalunar’s art #bob velseb #spooky month miserymeat #miserymeat #tontalunar’s fic update #sigh just 7 chapters to go but it should be faster since it’s not smut #I’m so bad at writing smut I take forever #I GET EMBARRASED

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crossover-enthusiast · 16 days

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ok so you seem to be the expert so im just say

i checked out the Spooky Month scene on AO3 and i... why is it so sad

its just so

desolate

no offense

I have no idea actually the tag was REALLY buzzing after Tender Treats released

Maybe it's because a gay priest and a demon are less marketable than two twinks and a fat cannibal /j

#Seriously tho even outside the Candybats and Bob smut there were still a good amount of other fics related to other things #In that initial TT boom #Idk why it seems so... quiet now in comparison #We literally just got bigass lore drops and the angst the fandom has been waiting for for like five years!!!#Where are the post-HS fics!!!#Spooky Month #Fanfic

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sublieu · 1 year

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I want this man's cock stuck inside me like gorilla glue to that lady's hair in 2020 <3

#spooky month bob #spooky month bob x reader #spooky month bob smut #spooky month smut #Spotify #spooky month #fnf smut

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strwbrrykss · 2 years

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𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖐𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

Happy Spooky Month! Below the cut are the 31 prompts I’ll be using for my very first Kinktober! Thank you to everyone that has requested a character for these prompts to fill out the list, I hope you all enjoy this smutty buffet!!

All works are 1000-2000 words, with little to no plot - just straight up smut [by default these pieces will be f!reader but if there’s any that you want to see as afab! or gn!reader, let me know!]

all kinks + pairings were chosen by me; based entirely off what I felt comfortable writing. If anything from the below list makes you uncomfortable, I strongly advise you not to read it

ageless blogs // minors interacting with this post, or any of the linked posts, will be blocked

As and when each piece is posted, the title on this post will be pink to indicate the link has been added!

ALL CONTENT BELOW THE CUT IS 18+/NSFW. MINORS DNI. BY OPENING THE “READ MORE” YOU AGREE THAT YOU’RE OF AGE

Dry Humping - Eddie Munson

Sometimes you’re both just too tired to get completely down and dirty, but Eddie has a new approach to an old problem

Hide N Seek - Dean Winchester

It started as a stupid game, something to keep you entertained whilst exploring an abandoned mall with Dean. And transpired into much more.

Begging - Benedict Bridgerton

You both knew it was frowned upon to leave a party early, but sometimes, you just want to hear your husband beg for your attention behind closed doors.

Masturbation - JJ Maybank

After a day spent out on the water in your new swimwear, JJ just can’t help himself and takes matters into his own hands... Literally.

Daddy Kink - Kevin Atwater

It came about by pure chance in conversation, what he wanted you to call him, and now you say it almost as much as his real name.

Overstimulation - Bucky Barnes

There is nothing Bucky loves more than to push you over and over to the edge of release... Except for watching you fall apart when he finally lets you finish.

Praise Kink - Anthony Bridgerton

Despite thinking you knew Anthony better than most, there’s still one more thing you’re yet to learn about him and it’s... Surprising results.

Dacryphilia - Robert “BOB” Floyd

Sweet as he may be, Bob loves nothing more than to see your makeup streaked down your face and he has plenty of methods to make it happen.

Mirror Sex - Eddie Munson

Eddie wants to show you just how pretty you really are, especially when he’s rocking your shit for the fifth time that week.

Cockwarming - Jake “Hangman” Seresin

Sometimes, all he needs is to be as physically close to you as possible, and you’re all too willing to help him out.

Facesitting - Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

There’s very little you haven’t tried with Bradley, even with your status currently undefined, there’s one thing he can’t stop thinking about.

Lingerie - Matt Casey

At the end of a stressful week for you both, you decide to surprise Matt with some new additions to your wardrobe.

Breeding - Nomad!Steve Rogers

You thought you’d seen the last of him after the fiasco with the Accords. Steve has other plans now that he’s no longer America’s Golden Boy

Threesome - Pornstar!Jay Halstead + Pornstar!Adam Ruzek

After you revealed that you’d always been interested - or at the very least curious - to try a threesome, Jay brings home the perfect solution; a costar.

Food Play - Derek Morgan

Trying to cook a nice meal for yours and Derek’s anniversary doesn’t exactly go as planned... And leaves more of a mess than either of you want to admit.

Car Sex - Adam Ruzek

Adam always looked forward to seeing you on his lunch break, but when you proposition him, he isn’t going to refuse.

Toys - Pornstar!Jay Halstead

Jay confesses he wants to try something new - something that he might be able to add to his - not exhaustive - resume, you’re all too happy to oblige.

Uniform Kink - Jake “Hangman” Seresin

There’s just something about seeing a man in uniform that makes your blood run hot. Jake is no exception to that rule, despite your rocky relationship.

Morning Sex - JJ Maybank

In the Summer following graduation, you and JJ spend your time one of three ways; surfing, smoking and fucking.

Phone Sex - Steve Harrington

A town-wide curfew puts a damper on your date plans with Steve, so you find other ways to spend some quality time together.

Unprotected Sex - Will Halstead

After a lengthy discussion over the course of several weeks, you and Will decide that it’s time to ditch the condoms.

Clothed Sex - Dean Winchester

The last thing you expected whilst Sam was out on a solo hunt was for tensions to break between you and Dean after all the pining, teasing and flirting.

Sensation Play - Connor Rhodes

Candles and ice cubes seemed like mundane things in your relationship with Connor, until he has an interesting suggestion one night.

Quickies - Lip Gallagher

A surprise visit from your boyfriend at work, prompts you to take your lunch break a little sooner.

Pegging - Connor Rhodes

When your “present” for Connor arrives earlier than expected, he’s more than eager to put it to use as soon as possible.

Thigh Riding - Sierra Six

You’re feeling particularly needy and Six knows exactly how you can get your fix and it’s no longer just a quiet night in.

Anywhere But The Bed - S1!Sam Winchester

A long weekend with Sam on a hunt turns out to be just the push you needed for the levee to break and hormones to run rampant.

Semi-Public Sex - Billy Hargrove

Billy just can’t wait to get his hands on you, regardless of the fact that you’re in no suitable place to meet his demands, he’s quick to find a way around it.

Hair Pulling - Dean Winchester

Who knew that just a playful tug on Dean’s hair could change the mood so drastically? You certainly didn’t and you wish you’d done it sooner.

Accidental Stimulation - Roommate!Luke Hemmings

Movie night was a Friday ritual for you and Luke, until one too many chance touches alters the dynamic between the two of you.

Pool Sex - John B Routledge

A sure-fire way to get petty, self-indulgent revenge on your Kook ex-boyfriend? Fuck John B in his pool when he’s not around.

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glamoureddreamer · 1 year

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Did you know

Spooky month (Bob x Reader)

Warnings: smut, degradation, name calling (please let me know if I’ve missed anything)

Thank you everyone! I hope you all have a fantastic day and a great night!

“Did you know,” Bob had started in a deep voice.

“Cannibalism activates the pleasure center of the brain and large amounts of dopamine are released.” (Y/n) had chuckled and didn’t look up from the tv.

“So does sex, what’s your point?”

It had meant to be a funny tease, but here she was.

Bob harshly rubs (Y/n)’s clit again. He tugs at her hair, making her let out an audible moan. “Are you enjoying this, slut?” He asked.

Bob let out a breathy chuckle, “What a fucking slut you are, getting turned on by barely anything.” The insult made (Y/n) whimper.

He removed his hand from her head, she frowns at the loss of contact. Bob dragged his finger down the wet crotch of (Y/n) pants. “Mngh~” She whines.

“So wet already…” Bob grins. With no warning he ripped (Y/n) pants down to her ankles, leaving her pussy to be seen. He dragged a finger down the slit, adding pressure on her clit and making her whimper. Bob grins down at (Y/n), making her feel like prey. He then took off his own pants, revealing a long and thick cock. (Y/n)’s pussy pulsed in excitement. Bob pinned her arms above her head and positioned her legs so they went over his shoulders. He lines his tip up right outside of her slit.

He leans over and whispers in her ear with a grin, “I’m going to make sure your sore.” With absolutely no warning, Bob thrust his whole length inside (Y/n), making her clench and let out an embarrassingly loud moan. He roughly thrusts in and out, making her let out a whimper or moan with every movement. (Y/n) could feel her orgasm arriving, so far yet so close.

“Oh-oh fuck! I think- AH!” Bob hits her sweet spot, and her thighs clenched in lust.

Every thrust made (Y/n) whimper, her eyes roll back and her toes curl. She could feel her orgasm, she was so close.

“I-I’m gonna- FUCK!” Her walls tighten around Bob's dick, but he didn’t stop, though. Bob mutters a few things into her ear, making her whimper.

“Such a slut for me.”

“Already slut?”

He uses her pussy until he thrusts in her one last time cumming inside of his girlfriend. She lets out a breathy moan. (Y/n) sighs going limp. Bob pulls himself out, and (Y/n) could feel the cum leak out of her. Bob smirks and cuddles next to her.

“Thank you (Y/n), that was fun.”

#spooky month tender treats #spooky month #spooky month bob #sr pelo spooky month #sr pelo #tender treats #spooky month bob velseb #spooky month sr pelo #bob spooky month #spooky month 5 #spooky month bob x reader

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iloveyousomuchxoxoxo · 7 days

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RULES AND INFO !!

HELLO!! It's a pleasure to see you here!

I'm a FANFIC WRITER!! Gasps!

Multi-fandom, too!

Sooo, HERE'S THE FANDOMS I'LL RIGHT FOR!

Eddsworld ;; {AU'S INCLUDED TOO;; Opposite day AU, Tomsworld ect ect AND ELLSWORLD} Tom Tord Edd Matt Eduardo Mark Jon

That's Not My Neighbor ;; Francis (I haven't seen enough stuff on the rest of the characters yet, but feel free to request anyone else)

Spooky Month ;; Lila Father Gregor Mayor Evermore Bob Frank Streber Kevin

Deltarune ;; Kris Susie Noelle Berdly Ralsei Spamton Seam Jevil

Undertale ;; {AU'S ALSO-- LIKE ANY AU.} Sans Papyrus Undyne Alphys

Hazbin Hotel ;; Charlie Vaggie Lucifer Alastor Sir Pentious Angel Dust Vox Velvette Valentino

WHAT YOU CAN REQUEST ;;

NSFW/Smut/lemon

Angst

Platonic

Yandere

Headcanons

Char x reader x char

Char x char (DEPENDING ON WHAT CHARACTERS. THERE ARE SOME SHIPS I WILL NOT DO.)

Dub/noncon

Basically anything, really

WHAT YOU CAN'T REQUEST ;;

Inc3st

P3doph3lia

STUFF LIKE THAT. YA NASTIES.

Okay that's pretty much it

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Summary: Left alone to man the Candy Club, Rick has a dangerous and exhilarating encounter with a large devil-horned man dressed in red.

Pairing: Bob Velseb/Rick Hedony

Series: Spooky Month

Warnings: Blood, Knives (Not Knifeplay), Biting, Technically Public Sex, Unprotected Sex

Word Count: 4638

Note: Finally finished this fic after so long, I'm so sorry it took so long but thank @infinite-yandbeyond for helping me edit and actually finish this damn thing

Rick stood in front of the tall wall of candy dispensers. Removing the metal lids and replenishing each of the dispenser's designated candies. All the while attempting to ignore his co-worker’s tapping shoe steadily increasing in speed and nervous eyes glancing back at him and the front entrance.

“Hey, Rick? Could I ask you for a huge favor” Kevin asks, finally speaking up and breaking the awkward silence.

“What is it?” He hums, not bothering to turn around.

“I was wondering if…you could cover the rest of my shift for tonight?” Kevin hastily asks. “I know it’s super late notice but I have a date tonight at my boyfriend’s apartment and it completely crossed my mind to ask for the night off!” He rambles as he steps away from the counter and towards his coworker. An anxious sweat falls from his brow. Feeling uneasy as he waits for Rick to answer.

Rick turns slightly to face Kevin and slowly blinks.

“Sure.”

Kevin lets out a sigh of relief. “Thank you so much, Rick! You are a lifesaver!” He runs back to the counter to grab a tattered jacket and a ring of keys before quickly returning to Rick. Placing the ring of keys in his free hand he hurriedly zips up his jacket. “Alright, so there’s not much difference in tasks, just gotta lock up the register and the front door when you leave. I cannot thank you enough for this! Next time we go out for drinks I’ll pay!” He shouts as he backtracks out the front door and sprints off. Not waiting for Rick to respond to his continuous stream of thanks.

Looking at the keys in his hand he hooks them to the belt loop on his pants and continues refilling the dispensers.

...

“I’m so tired,” Rick complained to the empty store. Leaning his elbows against the counter he sluggishly holds his head up. “How does he do this every day?”

It’d been two hours since Kevin had run off and left him alone to man the store. Since then he’d only had to deal with a duo dressed up as a pumpkin and a skeleton. Who he hadn’t seen since quitting his job at the movie theater last year. After giving them some free samples they left and ran out of the store. Giggling about how Rick didn’t get “Spooky Month” when he’d asked why they were in costumes so early in October.

Pushing himself off the counter he nabs a malt ball sample from behind the counter and plops it in his mouth. Chewing the crunchy chocolate treat he grabs a nearby broom and heads for the entrance of the store. Figuring he could sweep for a bit before closing the store early considering it was lifeless. Rick didn’t think anything would come of taking a sample for himself. If it did and he got fired he still wouldn’t care. His careless sweeping is soon interrupted by the lights suddenly flickering before going out. Leaving him engulfed in darkness.

“What the…?” He looks up confused at the dead lights. An underlying nervousness beginning to emerge in the pit of his stomach. His only source of light is now the moonlight peeking through being reflected by the two large windows and glass doors before him. He turns back, heading for the breaker box in the back but freezes when he hears a bell ring and the doors slide open.

A customer.

The keys hung on his pants jingle as he whips back around, and his hold on the broomstick tightens. He’s met with a devil-horned looming shadow of a man, his unnaturally wide yellowish grin and wide eyes seemingly shining in the darkness. Small pupils twitched in twisted excitement as he stepped closer. He wielded a carving knife and a knife sharper in each hand, slashing them together as he stood in front of the automatic door.

Rick’s brow furrow and he sighs, annoyed at the sight of the devil. “Great. It’s just another Halloween obsessed weirdo.” Rolling his eyes as he calmed his grip on the broomstick, leaning it beside him on the counter.

“Hey, we’re about to close but I can ring you up quickly. I guess.”

Ignoring the disgruntled employee, the devil slinks forward. Rick remains calm at the steadily approaching devil. His lidded eyes widen and his frown straightens when he takes a closer look at the knife in their hands.

It’s a real knife.

And it’s dripping blood.

“Did you know that almost everyone has practiced involuntary auto-cannibalism at least once? Which is done by biting and eating fingernails and dead skin.” The creepy figure states in a chilling southern drawl.

In his panic, Rick sloppily grabs the broomstick and attempts to slam it over the horned man's head. The devil quickly puts the handles of his weapons with his teeth and grabs the broom. Snatching it out of Rick's grip and easily snapping it in half with his hands. Carelessly throwing the broom pieces to the side he rushes toward Rick, grabbing the knife from between his teeth and stabbing it against the white counter. He haphazardly puts the knife sharpener underneath his red sweater and slams his free hand beside Rick. Pinning the panicked minimum wage employee between his large form and the store’s countertop.

“But personally, I prefer something a bit more…filling.” The devil utters, and drool pools out of the sides of his grin.

Rick’s breath hitched as the man’s looming presence engulfed his central field of vision. Their red face inching closer and closer to his own. Forcing him to bend his back backward onto the counter in a feeble attempt to create some distance. The devil's drool mixes with his red paint and it runs down his chin and onto Rick’s white uniform. He ground in disgust as the drool seeps through his shirt and onto his skin. The sudden wetness on his dry skin makes him shiver. Though his displeasure is soon interrupted by the devil forcefully pulling the knife out of the countertop, his free hand not moving an inch as he pulls himself away from Rick. Who becomes startled at the knife-wielding maniac suddenly erupting into a fit of laughter.

“You’re not much of a talker, are ya jelly bean?” He wipes a tear from his eye and asks the startled man beneath him. Placing his signature knife underneath Rick’s chin, forcing him to look him in his blood-shot eyes.

“N-not really.” He stutters uncharacteristically in his monotone voice. Sweaty palms fall onto the counter’s edge and he twitches in fear. Causing the key ring to slightly jingle. The devil’s attention whips to his waist and he freezes.

“Nice change of pace I’ll say. Most people would be screaming their heads off. Now Rick...” He pauses before forcefully pulling the key ring from Rick’s pants, tearing the belt loop clean off his pants and leaving two small holes. “I’ll be taking these from ya. Don’t move a muscle now, butterball.”

“How do you know my name?” Rick asked as the devil backed up towards the door. Lifting his sweater and placing the now dry bloody knife in his belt. “Have you been stalking me?”

The devil chuckles as he fiddles with the keys behind his back. “You have a name tag jelly bean.” Rick looks down at his name tag and an embarrassed blush forms on his cheeks at the obvious being stated. “And I wouldn’t say I’ve been stalking ya. More like I’ve just… noticed you around town.” His grin only widens when he hears a click behind him. Indicating he’d successfully locked the front door.

“Now where were we sugarplum?”

Rick lifts himself onto the counter, trying to get away as the devil lurks closer.“Well, I’m pretty sure you were going to kill me. Or trying to fuck me.”

“What..?” He pulls back confused.

“Oh, so you’re just trying to kill me?”

“No, no I mean-!”

“So you are?”

“PIPE DOWN!” He quickly pulls his knife back out. Waving it in Rick’s face. “Where the hell did you get the idea that I wanted to knock boots with ya!?”

Putting his hands up at the frustrated knife-wielding man, Rick calmly explains. Well, as calm as one can be in this situation. “I mean you keep getting in my personal space and you’ve given me three nicknames the entire time you’ve been in here. Plus if you were going to kill me you probably would’ve done it a while ago instead of going out of your way to mess with me.”

The devil opens his mouth to speak before shutting himself up and pulling the knife away. Much to Rick’s unnoticed relief. He relaxes his shoulders as he watches the devil deep in thought. The peace lasts for only a few seconds before it’s disrupted by a disgruntled sigh.

“Bob.”

“Bob?” He drops his hands to his side.

“Bob Velseb. If you need something to scream just use that. Surprised you haven’t heard of me before. Most people in town have.”

“I don’t watch the news.”

“What? There are flyers all over town with my face on them you’re tellin’ me you’ve never seen ‘em?” Rick just gives him a shrug and Bob rolls his eyes. “You’re the weirdest guy I’ve tried to eat.”

“Thanks.” In truth he was depressed but he wasn’t about to dump all that on him.

“Wasn’t a compliment sugarplum.” He puts his knife back into his belt and flicks Rick's Candy Club hat off his head before brushing a few out-of-place strands of hair back in place. His red talon-like gloves fall softly upon his cheeks.

Surprised by the softness of the criminals' movement, Rick blushes. “So we’re doing this?” He asks, feeling a little shy at how intimate this felt.

“Isn’t this what you want? You’re the one who brought it up but don’t feel inclined to say yes. I won’t kill ya if ya don’t.” Bob chuckles, his hot breath tickling Rick's lips.

This wasn’t at all how Rick had imagined his shift would go. Despite the emotionless expression he usually wore, it would be a lie if he said he wasn’t weirdly into this. It’d been a long time since someone had caressed him so gently. His hands run up Bob’s thick red sweater and fall onto his shoulders.

“Yeah. I want this.” He softly mumbles, his heart beating faster as rough red-painted lips made contact with his own. His slick tongue nudged Rick’s lips, asking permission to enter. Rather polite for a serial cannibal. Parting his mouth slightly open Bob quickly takes charge. He’s demanding and forceful as their tongues dance together in a fight for dominance. A fight he quickly loses as his tongue is taken between sharp canines and bit down on. Rick emits a pain and pleasure-filled moan. Shuddering at the metallic taste that engulfs his mouth.

The taste of fresh hot blood awakens Bob’s bloodlust as he holds Rick’s head tightly in place with both his hands. Forcing his tongue down their throat. Rick gags as the devil’s tongue slices against every crevice of his blood-ridden mouth, not wanting any of it to go to waste.

Beginning to feel lightheaded, Rick pushes against his shoulders and the towering man pulls away. Gasping in well-needed air as Bob wipes the dripping blood-infused slobber off his mouth.

“Sorry about that.” Bob sloppily wipes the red paint off of Rick's lips, only further spreading the red paint. “I just couldn’t resist, you taste so sweet.”

“It’s fine.” Rick assures him, still panting and out of breath from the soul-sucking kiss.

“Let’s get this shirt off of ya now.” Pulling and throwing his pink clip-on bow tie to the side, his sharp fingers fiddle with the small buttons of his white uniform. Drool seeped from his toothy grin as he pulled the shirt off Rick's shoulders. Admiring the soft neck and shoulders that had become exposed.

“Wait. Let’s go to the back. There are cameras in the store and people might see.”

Bob waved his worry off with a chuckle. “No need to worry about that darlin’. There ain’t no power in the store so those cameras are as good as dead. Besides, who do you think took out the power?” He leaned back in, his chin resting on Rick’s shoulder. Tickling it with the stubble that poked through his face paint. His slick tongue travels up his neck and Rick shudders at Bob’s hot breath.

“As for the people…” Rick’s eyes widen as he hears his pants being unzipped. Quickly throwing his head back and biting his lip as the devil massages his evident bulge. A snicker escapes Bob’s lips as he feels Rick squirm under his touch. “Let them watch.”

Pulling his underwear band down, he releases the growing ache between Rick’s legs. His sharp talons trail up his shaft before gripping it tightly. Instinctively, Rick bucks his hips. A powerless attempt in getting the strong red fist to move. Bob rubs the sensitive tip, eliciting a hitched moan from the man beneath him.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of ya.” Releasing his dick, Bob spits into his red glove before taking hold of it once more. A squelching sound echoes in the empty store as he moves his hand up and down. Rick huffs, in a daze as he watches the scene unfolding before him. Bewildered at the fact that the man who’d come with the intention to kill him was now jerking him off with no hesitation. As if that had been his intention the entire time.

Jagged teeth soon bite down on his plump shoulders, breaking the skin and desperately suckling for a drop of his sweet blood. As usual, Rick goes along for the ride. Shoving his face into the scratchy red sweater to hide his pained whimpers. The gnawing of his shoulder, the quick strokes on his cock, it was all becoming too much. Overstimulated, a fiery heat began to form in the pit of his stomach. He wraps his legs around the devil’s wide frame. Ready to finish entirely too early.

Bob suddenly stops his hands jerking motion. Covering the tip of his dick with his thumb. “Why’d you stop?” Rick asked in a flustered tone, almost sounding out of breath already. A little annoyed that his orgasm has come to a halt. He winces at the loud eruption of laughter next to his ear, causing it to ring.

Bob pulls back and leans close to Rick's flushed face. “Did ya really think I was gonna let ya cum that quickly? You’ve hardly made any noise!”

“Sorry.” He mumbles. “I’m just… not a very vocal guy.” This only seems to further amuse the devil in front of him and he’s quickly pushed onto his back. Grunting as his head harshly lands on the hard counter. Pulling down Rick’s pants and underwear with one swift pull, just enough to reveal his soft rump. His legs are forcefully tightened around the devil’s frame and he’s pulled forward, making contact with a large bump in Bob’s black pants. Instinctively, he links his feet together.

“If that’s the case I'm gonna love making you squeal.” His southern drawl hisses out. Biting his right red glove he yanks it off and spits it on the ground. With no warning he shoves two fingers into Rick’s mouth, instructing him to suck. Rick grimaces at the cheap plastic taste of his finger but does as he’s told. At first, he’s nervous, slowly suckling on his fingers and avoiding eye contact with the devil’s piercing gaze, Though his confidence soon arises from the ashes and he swirls his tongue between the two thick fingers, sucking on them as if his life depended on it. Making direct eye contact with Bob’s crazed eyes. His wide unmoving smile slightly made Rick hesitant as he took hold of his wrist. Pulling the two fingers further into his mouth and gagging.

“Desperate fellow ain’tcha?” He teases as he roughly pulls his fingers out of the desperate mouth. Causing strands of saliva to dribble down Rick’s face. Becoming a deer in headlights he hides his flushed face with his forearm. Embarrassed at the sudden realization of how forward he’d been. It’s quickly pulled away and pinned next to him with Bob’s free hand, “C’mon now! Can’t be all shy after all that work you did!” He does a scissoring motion with his dripping slick fingers. Grabbing Rick's thighs he unwraps them from his waist and pushes them forward as far as they can go, holding them in place with his forearm. Rick yelps as a thick finger is slowly pushed inside his hole with no warning.

“Damn you’re tight. You ever done this before?” Asking as he fondles Rick’s meaty thigh.

“Yeah.” He takes a deep breath, trying to stop his voice from cracking. “It’s just been a while.”

Letting out an amused hum he inserts the second finger. Rick bites his lip and groans as the large fingers spread his tight hole. Shallow moans escape his lips as they begin to pump slowly into him. Arching his back as they curl into his inner walls. Easily finding his prostate's most sensitive area and pushes against it. His eyes roll back and his mouth wide open as his moans increase in volume. His dick twitched and dripped in precum. The devil towering over him drools at his arousal, reveling at his squirming.

“Now now butterball we haven't even gotten to the main course! Now hold onto your legs and sit tight.” Instructing Rick as he fiddles with the zipper of his own pants. Doing as he’s told he pulls back his legs for easier access. Rick gazes back at the devil and his eyes widen at the meat in his hand. Calling it big would be an understatement, at least compared to himself and most of his past partners. Only being able to recall a recent fling who could compete with Bob. It was huge. Girthy and long, somewhere between six to seven inches.

“Is that even going to fit?” He anxiously asked.

Bob puts his dripping tip at the edge of his entrance and leans his body against the man below him. His smudged red face loomed closer toward him. “Don’t worry, if it doesn’t I’ll just make it fit.” Slowly he starts inserting his large dick, moving his hands to grip Rick’s pudgy waist. Despite the time spent getting prepped for him, it wasn’t enough. Rick grinds his teeth at being exponentially stretched out. Tightening the grip on his thighs, not wanting to vocally express the pain he’s feeling. A few aching seconds pass before Bob lets out a satisfied sigh as he finally bottoms out inside Rick.

“You alright jellybean?” Bob asks, a hint of worry seeps in his tone as he takes notice of Rick’s pained expression.

“I’m fine.” He takes deep breaths to calm himself down as the pain subsides. “I don’t think your fingers were enough.”

“Sorry about that, it’s been a while since I’ve done this myself. Must’ve underestimated my

size.” Despite being apologetic he wears a smug smirk. Clearly taking pleasure in the effect his dick is having on Rick. “Alright, I’m gonna start movin’ now.” Rick grunts as Bob begins to slowly thrust in and out before increasing his pace. Quickly, he once again finds the sweet spot of Rick’s poor prostate. Further turning the stoic man into a flushed mess from the consistent stimulation. Aching moans leave his trembling mouth and echo into the empty store. The sweet sounds cause Bob to drool.

“F-fuck Bob!” Rick mewled. His thighs shaking and his hard dick dripping with precum. The euphoric high of the consistent thrusting of his prostate caused tears to well up in the corner of his lust-filled eyes. It was evident that he was reaching orgasm.

But Bob didn’t respond, simply speeding up. Huffing after each thrust. The smell of sex overtook the sweet candy scent of the store.

Bob’s grip on his waist tightens, most likely leaving behind bruises for the next day. “C’mon butterball! Take it!” He huffs out roughly as he begins thrusting faster and harder. Rick throws his head and lets out a loud pathetic whine with tears streaming down his red cheeks. His hands release his thighs, letting them hang by themselves and fly to grip at the sleeves of Bob’s sweater. Again the stimulation has become to overwhelm his senses. He looks up at is met with Bob’s toothy grin and hungry eyes. A stare that quickly becomes too much to handle as a particular thrust to his prostate causes him to slam his eyes shut. The pressure building up in his dick is finally released as he cums on Bob’s sweater with an exhilarated gasp. The bloodshot eyes take in the sight as he chases after his own orgasm, watching as Rick’s thighs shakily snake around his waist and tighten. His moans only heightened in pitch.

With his gloveless hand, he wipes some of the cum off his sweater and snakes his tongue around it. Taking in Rick’s addicting flavor and humming in delight at the taste. “So flavorful…” Bob thrusts harshly, causing Rick to squeak. “What a delicious piece of meat I have in my grasp. I knew you’d be easy to tenderize sweetpea.” With one last thrust, he finished inside Rick’s abused hole and lets out a loud grunt. Panting as the pleasurable build-up dies down.

Rick lets out a huge sigh of relief before cringing at the feeling of Bob's load dripping out of his ass and onto the counter. Bob’s pants calm down to a halt before steadily holding onto Rick's waist and slowly pulling out with a squelch and a pop loud enough for the both to hear. His cum flows out like a broken dam, adding to the already small puddle on the counter.

“Whew! Sorry ‘bout that! Was acting like a dog in heat.” Rick doesn’t respond, exhausted from the rough sex they just had. Bob cleans up the cum on the counter and Rick's ass with the sleeves of his sweater, not caring for the stains it’ll leave.

Achingly, Rick manages to lift himself up and watches Bob in silence. A flushed pink hue still evident on his cheeks. “Sorry about your sweater. I didn’t mean to cum on it.” He says, tuckered out and buttoning his shirt back up.

“No worries, I’ve been meaning to get it cleaned anyhow. It’s drenched in blood.” He nonchalantly laughs off the gruesome fact as he puts his limp dick back in his boxers and zips his pants up. “Now listen, I’m not the type who usually does road gigs. Would you wanna go do something sometime?”

Genuine surprise paints Rick’s flushed face. “Like… a date?”

“I guess you could say that.” He huskily chuckles.

“Um… hold on.” Rick scrambles off the counter pulling his pants up as he speeds behind the counter. Grabbing his phone he scrolls through his contacts to click on the last one. Only to find that he’d still been left on read, it’d been a month since they’d responded. They weren’t dating per se but they’d meet up frequently so it hurt when he’d suddenly been ghosted. Turning his phone off he places it on the counter. “Yeah that sounds good, I think.”

“Sounds peachy! I’ll pick you up when I’m… free. I’ll be seein’ ya!” He cheerily says as he throws Rick the key ring he’d stolen. Walking up to the glass door he pulls up his sweater and grabs his knife. Slamming the blunt end at the door cracks begins to liter it before crumbling down into glass shards. He quickly shimmies out the door and into the cold night.

“Wait!” Rick yells out behind him, deciding not to question why he’d broken the door instead of using the keys. Grabbing his cell phone he follows suit. “You never asked for my address!”

Bob stops in his tracks and turns slightly to look back. “Oh don’t worry about that jellybean, I already know.” Before disappearing back into the night, being way quicker than he appeared.

Rick looked on as the foggy night consumed the red figure. Beginning to slightly regret his agreement of a “date”. Looking back at the mess the devil had made he sighs in annoyance. Dialing his coworkers' number and putting the phone to his ear.

“Hey, someone broke into the store.” He nonchalantly stated before cringing at the worried shouting at the end of the line loud enough to blow out his eardrum. Kevin frantically explains that he’ll be on his way, demanding Rick call the cops before hanging up on him. He leans against the blue wall between the still-intact glass door and glass window and slowly slides down. Hissing as he lands on the cold pavement, his butt still incredibly sore. For the first time since this morning, he’s able to sit down and breathe.

...

“So what happened after he attacked you?”

Rick looked down at the short mustached cop with curly brown hair. Holding onto the small blanket wrapped over his shoulders that’d been given to him by the police officers. “He just broke the glass door and ran off.” The mustached cop nodded as he scribbled down Rick’s partially true statement. Having left out the sexual encounter he’d had with the devil. Despite having to deal with an actual criminal, he seemed to be the calm one between him and Kevin. Who quickly became nervous when the only cops in town arrived.

“You’re lucky to be alive, son. Velseb’s already mutilated 5 other people. It’d be best for you to stay somewhere safe for the time being.” He suggested as he finished writing in his notepad. Closing it and placing it in his back pocket. “We’ll be off now, stay safe you two.”

“Oh actually!” The mustached cop's lankier partner interrupts. “We’re gonna need that blanket back. Department’s out of stock and our budget is pretty stretched so…” He snatches the blanket off of Rick's shoulders. “You know how it is! Well then, have a nice night!” The duo walks back to their car, with the shorter one reprimanding the other for their lack of tact.

Kevin sighs in relief as the cops pull out and leave. “Sorry about that, I've just had some awkward run-ins with those two.”

“What’d you do?”

“Nothing! Well sort of, it’s complicated.” He groans. “But enough about me, do you need a place to stay? I’m sure Streber wouldn’t mind letting you stay over until this whole thing blows over. You could sleep on the couch.”

Despite the kind offer, Rick didn’t feel comfortable accepting it. He’d only really started working at the Candy Club 2 weeks ago and while he’d gone out for drinks with Kevin and his ex-co-worker Radford, Rick didn’t consider them close enough to stay over at their places for more than a day. Despite the dangerous situation he’d willfully put himself in.

“I think I'll be fine, thanks though. I appreciate it.”

“Alright, but the offer’s still on the table if you ever need it.” He rubs Rick’s back, attempting to comfort a presumably terrified Rick. “I’ll see you when the store opens back up after it’s been fixed. Don’t hesitate to call if you need something.” Kevin soon jogs off back to his apartment, leaving Rick alone in front of the taped and boarded-up candy store. His gaze falls to the tainted counter and his face becomes flush, quickly leaving the scene of the crime and heading to his own apartment on the other side of town.

A tired sigh escapes his lips as he treks home. “What have I gotten myself into.”

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