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yan-snowcave · 8 hours

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Fredrico seems like he would love to pleasure his darling especially if they are on their period (if they have periods) and feel bad.

Like he would not care, as he's holding y/n's legs apart and taking his time to make sure they feel good as he buries his head inbetween his darling's legs and feeling happy to hear his beloved's gasps and whimpers of enjoyment as he "helps" the cramps by making them orgasm, not caring if y/n says it's "dirty" since it's just a little blood and natural to happen.

『Featuring your Yandere Devilbat giving you lip service on your period』

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Cw: MDNI 🔞 Fem! reader, period oral sex, f! Oral recieving, Fredrico being thirsty like bleh bleh bleh,

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Fredrico: “keep your l-legs open mate. I’m s-still not done s-sampling you”

You were utterly stunned speechless by his remark, as you peered down at the Devilbat’s two toned mess of pink and purple hair bobbing up and down from between your outspread thighs. You couldn’t help but gasp and grip at the covers for any kind of anchor. As you were relentlessly fucked by his adept tongue that sought to taste all of what your gushing red cunt had to offer to quench his apparent appetite for his darling.

Y/n: “Ngh! Rico~! Just when are you gonna be done with your sampling! I’m gross down there, in case you haven’t noticed I’m on my period—!”

Fredrico chuffed at you blue eyes peering up at you with a leveled gaze. Not wanting to hear another word of you bashing yourself and your sweet pussy. He merely continued to suck and lick at your mound with a satisfied grumble. His eyes glazed over with the pleasure of tasting your blood and helping aid in combating against your terrible cramps.

Fredrico: “S-shush my mate is pretty and c-clean no m-matter if she’s b-bleeding or not.”

He chittered lowly pulling slightly away from your glistening hole. Before he grazed his stained lips against your inner thigh that was smeared with a thin coat of red against your skin. And took a harsh bite into the fat of your thigh using his fangs to sink in just a tad bit. In an effort to reprimand you for daring to offend yourself.

Yes, The Devilbat won’t tolerate any disrespectful comments to his darling even if it came from them, themselves.

#yandere imagines #yandere x reader #🔞zone

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yan-snowcave · 8 hours

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Hey hey! Same Anon about the dead Eris ask! Just wanted to gush about how cute Pre-milo is to me. He can sew?! And he can cook?! (Assuming based on Violent-Milo lol). He’s so cute lol. As for a question, if it’s not too spoilery, can I ask about Milo’s home life, like is it abusive or anything? How well off is he? Was he bullied before College? What’s his major? And if pre-milo met an Eris that wasn’t an overall evil person, how would he have turned out? If it’s too much feel free to ignore! :D

Haha, hello! PreMilo is very cute because boy do I love shy boys. PreMilo isn't the best at cooking (it's enough to survive) but Violence Milo does it since he has a lover now and wants to make Eris happy.

Yess! I was waiting for someone to ask me this question. The game is pretty much exclusively is around Milo and Eris's relationship with each other and while there are some hints to their pasts, you actually don't learn a whole lot about them. This might change when I add some extra scenes (since I'm still deciding on them) to add more various scenes with characters to build up whats going on with them. But I'm cool with sharing his past.

Milo's parents were the kind of parents that really loved each other to the point where they would straight up just neglect their son. Sure they gave him food and a place to stay, but it's obvious that they cared more about each other rather than taking care of him, to the point where they would go on vacation or trips without him at a very young age. They would get annoyed when Milo tried to ask them for stuff, which is why he's not really used to love and why he learned things like sewing and stuff when he was younger. This is why in game he states that he's the type of person who dates for life- because he believes that having a relationship is something that is more important than anything and everything, since that's what his parents have done. Other than that he's not really a particularly rich or poor kid, he's just middle class.

He was bullied before going to college so he's pretty used to it, unfortunately. Despite the fact that he had a growth spurt, it's seems he hasn't really learned how to defend himself... at least until he meets Eris. His major is kinesiology, mostly because I think it would be funny if he was really buff yet still gets bullied by people, but it does also match with him wanting to help people. Eris has a general major by the way.

If PreMilo met a nice Eris, things would probably work out a bit differently. Depending on Eris's personality, it could lead to him learning how to become more confident in a more healthy way. I think overall he would be a happier person, though he still has the tendency to be lead by Eris, so any habits or actions they would want to teach Milo whether intentional or not will be picked up by him. He just has a tendency to pick up on different habits from people he cares about. So it depends on what kind of person Eris is.

#perfect love #perfect love vn #pl milo

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yan-snowcave · 8 hours

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Pre-milo design... and messy doodles ㅠㅠ

#perfect love #perfect love vn #pl milo

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yan-snowcave · 8 hours

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sneak hehehe

#the kid at the back vn #tkatb #tkatb sol

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yan-snowcave · 8 hours

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Casually walks up and grabs the boys hands and then plops my head onto their shoulder. I'm so absolutely exhausted.

You can sleep on his shoulder, he doesn't mind

#duality game #duality tenebris

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yan-snowcave · 8 hours

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At some point will the continuations of each route come out? How, for example, has polyamory ended there and could it be continued? Please I need to know what happened next! 🥹

Yes! I am currently working on Date 4 and I'm about 70% done. There will be 2-3 more Dates in addition to it.

#duality game

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yan-snowcave · 8 hours

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Hi, I hope you are doing well! Is there any possible way we could please have some nsfw Keith? (Drawing or drabble it does not matter) Thank you so much!! And make sure you take care of yourself!

Today's your lucky day, anon, I just made a bunch. And don't worry, I'm doing well and taking care of myself <3

#duality game #duality keith #🔞zone

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yan-snowcave · 8 hours

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HELP I KEEP SEEING THE COMMUNITY GROWING AND I WANTED TO POST SOME OF MY ART AND GET YALLS OPINION ON IT..I tried 😅(ALSO IM EXTREMELY NEW TO THIS)

#the kid at the back vn #tkatb #tkatb sol

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yan-snowcave · 8 hours

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Feliz cumpleaños al bello Crowe!!!🎉💕💕

#wwcg #wwcg crowe #where winter crows go

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「 Quick doodle of Sol in da #14DWY art style!! 💚 twitter version 」

#tkatb #the kid at the back vn #tkatb sol

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yan-snowcave · 8 hours

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Happy Birthday, Crowe, my beautiful, beautiful man ❤️💖😊🥳

#where winter crows go #crowe lynn #wwcg #wwcg crowe

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Hanging out with Carter!

Carter and Yoshi hanging out as they share frozen grapes :D!

#stnaf #see thru need a friend #carter stnaf

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yan-snowcave · 10 hours

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Something fluffy with seth please, delivers fire tacos?

[sorry i don't know what the delivers fire tacos mean- but i can can certainly cook up some fluff for you :> (srry not srry for the pun)] cw!Yandere, cw!Stalking

Brain Freeze ~ BLD Mini-Fic

Characters belong to @hotpinkmoon !

The warm buzz of august air drifting across you, eliciting an uncomfortable sigh from your lips. The weather today was pretty unrelenting, if the layer of sweat on your skin was anything to go by. Figuring that your walk in the park was a bust- and that maybe you should probably just find some shade to relax in, you move to do just that. Planting yourself comfortably underneath the shade of a tree. While the heat wasn't completely gone- it wasn't as unbearable as before. A hum of contentment leaving you as the cool shadows worked their magic. Though- the shuffle of grass and leaves from behind the wood you rested on sparked a bit of curiosity in you. Ooh- maybe you'd get to see a cute squirrel shuffling around! Quietly shifting from your position, you take a small peak, trying your best not to startle the hidden creature. Only to lock eyes with a semi-stranger. "Uwah!?" The chestnut haired man yelped, his hair fluffing up slightly, looking as if he'd had a heart attack. Eyes unable to meet yours. Slightly amused, you couldn't help but notice his a bit...well... out of the ordinary attire. Beanie, jacket, gloved hands... no wonder he decided to seek out shelter here, he'd probably be dying in this heat if he didn't! "I- Um...H-hi?" The poor man managed to squeak out, all the courage in his body mustered up just so he could look you in the eyes. Oh.. oh! You've seen him before! He'd show up sometimes where you worked, and you'd always try to strike up friendly chats with your killer customer service smile. Well- its not like you had much of a choice... but he seemed like a nice person! Though he wasn't usually much for conversation- usually responding with stuttered out words, nods, and shy smiles. "Oh hi!" You responded eagerly. You hadn't met many people out of work...so maybe this could be a good chance? "I remember you, from my work." You add, flashing him a warm smile. "Y-you do?" The man's face seemed to flush a bit, his fingers nervously toying with each other. "Yup!" Came your warm reply, followed by a small beat of silence as the man searched for a response. "Mm... Hey- why don't we get some slushies to drink?" Seeing his flushed cheeks, and the subtle sweat sticking to his temple, you couldn't help but feel that this guy needed some relief from the heat. "Eh? S-sure?" His face morphed into confusion- and then bursting into a fluster as you helped pull him up. "Never got your name by the way! Though you probably know mine from my name tag." You looked over at him as you dusted any leaves off of you. "I- I'm Seth?" His response- worded like a question, earning a warm chuckle out of you. "Well then Seth~, drinks are on me!" You grin, taking his gloved hand back in yours, rushing off to the nearest convenience store, with him in tow.

Back at the tree, your eyes glanced from the the blue of the slushie, to the blue of Seth's eyes. Both were colors pretty- was the conclusion you came to. "U-uhm?" Oops- you got caught. Seth's eyes glanced away, already overwhelmed from just a little bit of staring. "Sorry- I just thought it was kinda funny- your eyes kinda matching the slushie you're drinking, I mean." "A-ah? Oh.. s-sorry?" He didn't seem to know how to respond to that, safely opting to apologize instead. Ugh- that made your heart melt a bit... and not in the good way. Your energetic tone calms a bit, "You don't have anything to apologize for?" The words leave his heart stuttering uncontrollably in his chest. His eyes losing confidence, and flickering away like a startled butterfly. He sips on the cool drink once again, hoping it douses the fluttery feelings in his stomach, so he doesn't... mess anything up. "Your eyes are a really pretty blue, though." "Hck?!"

The comment has him choking on the slush- the chill or maybe your words- freezing his brain. He hopes his downward gaze shields you from seeing the undeniably obvious blush covering his face. Gahhh he was such a mess. "Ah? Seth are you alright? Brain freeze?" Your kind words only sending more heat rushing to his cheeks. "N-no.. I mean- yes..." He was thankful for the brain freeze in that moment, unable to deny the overpoweringly soft feelings that flooded him as you gave him a loving, worried gaze. Y-You did love him right? You spent the day hanging out with him after all...

Yes... he was sure of it. You loved him. That thought washed over him, enveloping his body in it's cool embrace. His insides feeling as mushy as the cold slushy he held looked. He would do anything...anything to prove that he was worthy of the love you had just blessed him with.

#bloodlust devotion #bld seth #bloodlust devotion vn

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yan-snowcave · 12 hours

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Hope your tests were good. Xavier fic please? Extra possessive?

[aaa cool my first request! :> sorry this took a bit I wuz trying to comb through the blog n get things right! Xavier is very underrated, i hope i captured his personality well] cw!Implied Kidnapping cw!Victim Blaming cw!Non-con Hugging [If I'm missing any comment it n I'll add it] Xavier belongs to @hotpinkmoon!!

Xavier stood still and silent. The sight of your precious face capturing his undivided attention.

He was alone with his thoughts, all jumbled and chaotic. He couldn't find it in himself to move away. Or allow himself to sit down.

He really shouldn't have- what the fuck was he thinking? Doing something as pathetic as this? But he just couldn't take it anymore. He really couldn't. Oh the things only you could do to him. He really didn't deserve you, did he? Flashing memories blotted his vision. Your coworkers constantly taking up the space around you. As if they deserved to be by your side. Deserved your precious attention. Something even he was self aware enough to know was too good for him. The fleeting touches. The subtle glances at you. The wary looks they gave him when he came near. All the things they must have been whispering to you about him. And how you didn't seem to notice the obvious scorn towards him, how they were trying to manipulate you. To bring the both of you apart. The rising fear that they might hurt you. It all coagulated together. Forming a sick, blistering poison in Xavier's heart. A suffocating pressure squeezing every last shred of rationality out of his husk of a body. A feeling he just couldn't push down any longer. He just couldn't let you go.

It's so selfish- He knows. The guilt burrowing into the marrow of his bones. But after everything... all of the loneliness. The isolation- Couldn't he just have this? Couldn't he have you? You so kind. Too kind for your own good, really. So precious, and patient, and oh so perfect- The first time Xavier had met you, your cheerful smile and clear eyes had captivated him instantly. But his heart was truly yours once you showed him what an open-minded and attentive person you were.

And he knew he didn't deserve you from that moment onward. Xavier looked down at your sleeping body, in his guest bed. Well... it was your bed now. He... he couldn't let you go after what he'd done. He hoped that you'd forgive him. No no no... he knew you'd forgive him. He was just protecting you after all. From the people who wanted to separate you from him, from the people who could hurt you, from this damned town full of untrustworthy snakes- Xavier would make it up to you. You'd see. He would spoil you with gifts, comfort you whenever you felt sad, provide you the warmth, care, and comfort you needed. He would give you his all. Cradling you in his arms; peppering soft, affectionate kisses on your forehead. Your heartbeats intertwined.

He just wanted you to stay here, with him, where you would be safe and happy.

Was that too much to ask for?

#bld xavier #bloodlust devotion #bloodlust devotion vn

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yan-snowcave · 13 hours

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Pandora Oración Ylaya (she/he) —

An amicable but distant student who prides himself on opportunities afforded to him through his work. Known to be strict but otherwise reliable, Pandora's earned herself a campus image of a studious academic with no ill sentiments towards others, so long as they do their fair share of work. In actuality, Pandora fosters connections with others for the sake of getting ahead and deliberately keeps his more harsh tendencies hidden to make sure his wide array of opportunities isn't extinguished by fraught interpersonal relationships, even if he thinks it's rather a chore. Even still, she is a social butterfly at heart and is especially more open and honest with those close to her or those who already know too much.

Harbors a guilt complex towards certain behaviors she has around Milo, trying to will away her compulsion to b̶͍̙͌r̵̘͎̋e̸̡̅̏a̷̺̓͊k̸͎̮̀̍ him, even though the rush she gets from seeing him follow her around and seemingly caring for only her is a high she never wants to rid herself of. In his mind, Pandora calls this a sinful schadenfreude. Despite her internal conflict, she wants Milo to be able to save himself. Though being a savior with such a devout believer wouldn't be so bad either, right...?

Within Pandora's box lies many secrets and contradictions. She'll try and try to keep it closed for the sake of herself, but the extrication of the contents inside is but an inevitability.

Pandora was chosen as the name with consideration of his role as an Eris-adjacent character, and thus, I wanted to keep the mythology inspiration. Other options included Eros, Apollo, and Psyche.

Oración means prayer. Pandora is not particularly religious, though she was raised to be. She answers to no god but herself—though acknowledging herself as such makes her guilt complex kick in. He'll try to deny it, but the idea of Milo being his one and only believer is one that he entertains every now and then...

Ylaya is from ilaya, which, among other things, means to set something free in Tagalog. Fitting for the mythology of Pandora, but it can also refer to his own desire to live freely. Additionally, allowing Milo to go his own way despite her desires.

Though I'm still working out details, I've pretty much decided that V!Milo is a veeeery miniscule possibility for Pandora. She's very much focused on puppeteering social interactions to make things go her way when the need arises—I'm sure you can see where I'm going with this. I'll have to think about this more, but it's safe to say that all Pandomilos I am to talk about are with either Pre-Milo or M!Milo(-adjacent) in mind.

Other tidbits

4'11". It's the Filipino genes.

Pursuing a degree in the arts.

Genderfluid and bisexual, though she presents herself as a girl just so she doesn't have to explain herself.

Though he's had a fair share of admirers, he's rejected each one—of which includes Ryan. Pandora makes fun of Ryan on the regular and regards him as someone entertaining as a result of his reactions towards her.

Despite his academic standing, he actually has an incredibly hard time focusing on what he needs to do. Additionally, he is cursed with sleepy all the time.

She is always looking for an excuse to karaoke. It's one of her favorite things in the world.

ACG nerd. His room has manga and limited editions of games.

She is self-absorbed, self-important, and self-obsessed. Loving herself is one of her hobbies. If loving yourself was a job, she'd be employee of the year.

#perfect love #perfecr love vn

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yan-snowcave · 14 hours

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Maybe a reverse comfort with James, where he had a nightmare that brought back bad memories? Or MC trying to escape from James after he had kidnapped them? Or even one where MC makes a new friend, and starts spending more time with them then James. Those are just some prompts off the top of my head.

A Feeble Attempt ~ BLD Mini Fic

James belongs to @hotpinkmoon! cw!Mild gore cw!Vomit (mentioned once but just to be safe, reader did not vomit just felt like they might) cw!Implied Stalking cw!Kidnapping cw!Death [srry this took a bit to write! i got carried away a bit]

Just when you had thought life was going well for you.

You had just started making more connections, other than the first meeting you had with James that fateful night. So why? Why did you ignore the signs? The furrowed brows whenever you mentioned one of the new people you had met. The heated glares at anyone who touched you, or anyone you touched, that you'd see sometimes when he thought you weren't looking. Sharp eyes practically screaming at them to get away, that you're his. Even while masked, his facial expression silently spelled out how much he wanted to tear their corpses to shreds. Foolish. And oh so naive. Whoever told you not to judge a book by its cover as a child could go suck an egg. James had left a few hours earlier to go to... well whatever his job was. Though it was hard to imagine it was anything legal, after what he had done to you the night before. Leaving you all alone with your self-deprecating thoughts. The thick chain bound to your ankle weighed down on you, not just physically, but mentally as well. A heavy feeling settled uninvited on your chest, squeezing your lungs as you felt a headache build up from the unending waves of stress threatening to drag you back into a dreamless sleep. Hah.. maybe that would be better actually. So you wouldn't have to deal with all this right now. The newly formed headache wasn't helping the dull pain from when James knocked you out earlier, either.

Eyes fluttering closed, your mind brings you back to a few weeks ago, when this all started.

Getting close to people, especially when you'd just moved to a new town, wasn't always the easiest thing. The first time you met James was a lucky... or unlucky accident. But finally, after at least a month, you'd broken down the walls of one of your co-workers. You remember telling James, eyes shining, how you'd exchanged numbers and had started chatting with each other outside of work. And how he responded with an eye roll, reminding you to be careful about who you put your trust in. Which you had ended up teasing him for, because didn't the both of you only meet a month ago? You had laughed at the irony of his words back then. A cheeky smile on your face as you watched him eye roll again, boasting about how he wasn't a loser like your co-worker. Why hadn't you noticed the malice in his tone back then? You had continued to meet up with your new friend, though you tried not to mention them around James as much, as his jealousy became more and more obvious. Why did you think that was normal? Until last night, when you'd gone to grab dinner with them. It was such a normal night. A simple meeting between two new friends. The sky was clear of clouds, the air fresh with the scent of summer. Sun setting across the horizon as the moon became more visible in the sky. Stars starting to peak out one by one, decorating the sky as one of nature's most wonderful pieces of art. Only the feeling of regret that the day was ending weighed on your mind. They had left for a moment to go get something from their car as you waited for them to come back so you could both order. Only for that moment to turn into 15 minutes, and then half an hour. Your heart had been filled with disappointment. The budding trust between you completely shattered. Did they really ditch you? Why? Confused frustration sunk into your brain, trying to reflect on all your interactions. Over analyzing every word and facial expression, the thought that maybe you had done something wrong forming a pit in your stomach.

Leaving the restaurant, you had checked your phone to give them a piece of your mind. Just... something to express the pain you were currently trying to push down. Only to be confused at the panicked, misspelled texts all over the screen. ...Maybe you shouldn't keep your phone on silent anymore. Trying to sift through the barrage of messages, you feel your blood run cold.

8:02 Het i think something/one is following me? Taking the long way from my car, ill b back a little late, dw and just order

8:05 Im def bejng followed, im sure of it, its some mask wearking dude holy fuck hoym

8:06 Shot sjit why did i goin and ally way oh ym god he has a knofe im running tm please pelase read this im begigng you its the one to the rght i think restirant i mean call somekne or soemtbing just plesae read this

8:06 Red hair green eye s please read tbis typjng is hard im so scared hesn fuckng llaughing trung 911 its hrd pleas e help

All the other messages had too many spelling mistakes to piece together, but you got the meaning. Red hair? Green eyes? Masked? Trying to block out the similarities you squeezed through the cluttered alleyway. Trying not to trip over discarded boxes or abandoned litter as you had frantically searched for any sign of them. You remember how just moments before they were showing off the area, smiling as they told you how they knew all the secret shortcuts around town. Now it seemed like this was a shortcut to their death. You shook your head, trying to clear the unwanted thoughts. Don't think like that. They didn't die. They probably dropped their phone. They're going to be okay. Your self-comfort came to an abrupt stop as the sight of a bloodied body came into view. There was blood... so much blood that you had thought your sight would've been stained red forever. The dark red fluid clearly looking coagulated. It was obvious that they had died a bit ago. Frozen, you felt your guts twist at the sight of theirs. The urge to throw up rising in your throat. You quickly moved your eyes away. Trying not to gag as you took out your phone to call the cops, only to notice their left hand. They still had their phone in their hand, and from where you were, you could see how the screen was cracked, and how their hand was broken and odd angles. You shivered, horrified by how the killer went out of their way to make their death so much more painful. This didn't just look like a murder, but torture. With a sudden BANG, your head had been slammed against the wall behind you, skewed sight taking in the red-haired attacker above you. "Tsk, I shouldn't have played around with them." James muttered under his breath, looking down at corpse before stomping on their hand once again. He looked calmer after doing so, smiling as he looked back at you with soft eyes. "Shh babe, don't cry." He murmured adoringly, cupping your face and wiping the tears you didn't know were there, before picking up your slumped body with ease. Head stinging and teary eyes drooping closed, the last thing you saw was the moon's curved smile looking down on you mockingly, the twinkling stars seeming to laugh at your stupidity as the breeze sighed in disappointment. Why were you sleeping? Why weren't you trying to escape?!

Your brain forced you to jolt awake, back to reality, back to being confined in someone's 'house'. Frustrated tears stung your eyes again as a helpless feeling sunk into your bones. A suffocating pain that you couldn't get rid of. Why couldn't you just have had a dreamless sleep like you wanted? Still though, gulping back your feelings, you shakily remembered those last words that had rung through your mind. With all the time in the world to start planning, you looked around the room. Scouring for any way to escape, or anything you could use to get out. The small room had no windows. Not even a door. It was both frustrating and favorable for you. You couldn't see what time it was outside, but at the same time, James wouldn't be able to see what you were doing inside. And the exit was right there. Though it wasn't like you'd be able to get past it. Not with the chain around your leg. Though you were glad he hadn't used to shorter collar one on you that you got a glimpse of before. Contemplating, you stared at your ankle in silence. Trying to brainstorm any way to get it off. Breaking the chain would take too long, and you were positive that James would be able to quickly find out what you were trying to do. Playing nice wasn't an option either. No way were you going to go along with whatever he had in store for you. Not after everything you had seen him do.

Then you had no other options left. You had already tried looking around for anything useful, but of course, James wouldn't leave anything like that within reach. Closing your eyes, and trying to imitate what you had seen in a horror movie you had once watched with him, with a few tries and a loud pop, your ankle was dislocated.

Waves of pain shot up your nerves, and you grit your teeth, trying to swallow back a scream of pain. At least you were able to slip out of the damn thing. You quickly learned leaning or putting any weight on that leg was almost unbearable, using the objects around you to get up and make your way over to the curtain door. Finally- Hope bubbling in your chest, the taste of freedom was only one bite away. Your home, your bed, your job. The thought of being in your room again fueling your determination to push on past the pain your body felt. Only for that hope and determination to be crushed the moment you moved the curtain. Vibrant eyes met yours, toxic green seeping a chilling cold that forced goosebumps to crawl up your skin. Dread seeped into every pore on your body as his tall frame cast a heavy shadow on yours. "And where do you think you're going, sweetheart? You should have known that this wasn't going to be as easy as you'd hoped.

#bloodlust devotion vn #bloodlust devotion #bld james

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