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❴ knuckle deep in a jar of sweet
pickled beets he found in the
cellar.hands and chin dripping
with pink brine.❵
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𝐒ᴇᴀꜱᴏɴꜱ 𝐆ʀɪᴇᴠɪɴɢꜱ. retweeted
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ㅤㅤ". . .With the blackest eyes, The devils eyes."
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ㅤㅤㅤThe Shape.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤSomething was devoid in him,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe had no sense of reason,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe was just purely. . . evil.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤHalloween '78 and Game based.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ< #HalloweenRP X #MVRP >
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❴ billy could feel the tension grow
more palpable the longer they
stared at one another ˏ their
exchange of words hanging in
the air and sending cold sweats
down his body.then it happens ˏ
and the sound that leaves him
borders almost on pornographic.
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❴ he quivers beneath the feeling ˏ
goosebumps crawling up his
forearms.his touch was so
gentle ˏ yet so very prominent
in billy's mind.staring at him
with eyes wide ˏ pupils dilated
like a feline fixed on something
of great interest.❵
I llove 𝘺𝘰𝘶..victor.
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❴ he breaks out into a beaming
smile ˏ another kiss pressed to
his palm before he's scooping
victor up in his arms.hauling
him off to his bed chamber in
a bridal─carry ˏ steps quick
and eager.nasty ˏ nasty billy.❵
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❴ a protestant rumble.but
victor does have a point.
maybe he was biting off
more than he could chew ˏ
with that wishful thinking
of his.he leans into his
hands ˏ gaze softening at
him.❵
then.let's pretend to make
twelve.tonight.okay.ᐣ
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❴ he returns it with a hum ˏ his
face stationary in victor's hands.
so docile ˏ so malleable for him.
but even so ˏ the wildest parts of
billy always seem to find a way to
shine through.nasty ˏ nasty.❵
let's make twelve more babies.
okay.ᐣ
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