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egotisticle · 2 years

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@rosetintedgunman: Here's a Wilford! A big, dark blue badge is gently placed on Dark's chest, one that is neither stuck nor pinned on and could be easily removed if he wanted to. The number "10" was on clear display for the world to see, complete with white lines dramatically pointing in the direction of the numbers. "What? It's yer big day. Not every day ya officially exist fer ten years! I even got ya a special voucher." To show as much, he hands Dark an envelope. Inside is a card with a simple message: This is a voucher telling the reader to FUCK OFF because Dark doesn't have time for you!"

when their paths crossed next, gratitude would be expressed in-person but in the meantime, the shadows’ white noise harmonized into a unifying voice that spoke his thanks across time and space —– written in the dust of the past, present, and future.

( THANK YOU. ) / T̷̻͇̊H̶̛̺͊̓A̷͔̐͂N̴͍̦̍̂̀Ḵ̵̬̃ ̷̫̈́̀̂Y̵̟͉͔̿́Ō̶̜̋̇U̵̢̖̓̈ ̷̤̂͛̽ ?̸̖͆̚͠

❝ wilford, i ---- ❞

GINGERLY did the entity’s head turn to look over his clothed shoulder, shadowed eyes mutely searching the vacant area behind him for any sign of the vase full of black roses or pink décor that had previously adorned the office space. only a few steps had been taken to closer inspect the party decorations before the reporter’s sudden appearance redirected his attention accordingly, bearing the gift of a birthday badge and an envelope; admittedly, it was all getting to be a bit much, even for someone as eccentric as the pink-mustached interviewer.

a protest took form and expired on the same breath, a half-formed objection which would’ve insisted that the number of gifts bordered on farcical for the humble occasion. june nineteenth was an arbitrary selection for his ‘birthday’ and never were any festivities expected, much less any presents. the kitschy decorations and ebony roses would’ve been more than enough to justify gratitude but now, they were nowhere to be found. the problem had been resolved, just like the earlier instance of unreality ---- healthy roses turned wilted in a blink of an eye, a forbidden glimpse into another timeline adjacent to the current one. a state of chronal equilibrium was back in effect, for now.

with a jaw laden with tension and a furrowed brow, the being’s head bobbed in a slow nod over the private epiphany. the dissociative look upon his features had attracted wilford’s notice and whether it was earnestly construed as mere disbelief for the occasion or not, a purposive effort was made to maintain his composure. darkened eyes drifted down to the badge on his suit jacket, head slightly canting to better discern its number and to anchor�� himself to the present. ten ( NOT NINE ) years had come and gone since his digital debut. wilford wasn’t wrong: it was indeed a milestone worthy of recognition.

index finger curled beneath the envelope and tore open its seal, layered outlines of red and cyan drawing greater emphasis to shaking hands before a moment was devoted to stabilizing them; only then did the envelope’s contents receive their overdue appreciation in the form of a smile. the niche voucher certainly seemed to be catered to him and its specificity effortlessly inspired delight, expelling a huff of amusement that relieved the stiffness in his posture. regardless of the year, on his birthday, wilford continuously proved to be a reliable constant and that in itself was always worthy of gratefulness.

IN THE PAST, PRESENT & FUTURE.

❝ thank you for remembering. ❞

#dreamingofmuses #rosetintedgunman #┊♚┊ − ❛ ᵃᶰˢʷᵉʳᵉᵈ ❜#┊♚┊ V; i. MAIN #zalgo cw #((link in the first paragraph just goes to last year's birthday ask reply but it's all described either way))#((a sprinkle of angst just to mix it up))

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monterraverde · 1 year

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❛ i'm s̷̢̢͓͍̹̫̪̙͈̖̘̣̃͑̓̇̃̀̂̃͘ͅo̸͙͉̹̫͉̮͎̽̈́͌̐͛́͆͊̎͂ͅř̶̛̛͔̞̭̼̼̤̪̾̆̋͋̓̋͆͜͠ṟ̵̨̛̛̙̗̞̗͚͔̰͆̈͆̾́͐̀̅̊̃̀́̉͜y̸̛͔͆͐̿̈́͛͋̏̓̉̆̀̀̍́, i don't know what came over me. C̸̲̜̯͕̣̻̲̖͐͒̅́̃̽̑̓̃̎͌͝a̸̹̼͈̭͕͈͓̝̩͐́̿̇̾̎̀́̑̑m̸̙̲̙̼̹̼͓̫̟̓̎͊ͅè̷̢̢̹̬̥̮̣̪͎̼̝͖͔̞͌̿̏̚ ̴̺̜͍̪̃̆̇̀̒̈́͝͝ŏ̸̗̼̠͈͎̩̮̓̑̀́́͐͆̅͝v̶͓̘͂̊̐́͝ḛ̵̛̦̺̲̘̳̖͈͍̫͓͎͚͋̋̾̐̇̀͐͊͑̎̄̚r̵̡̢̨̼̪͙̔̐̃̀̐͝ ̷̥͈̼͍̯̤͕̲̘̮͔́̑͋̈́͛̏̉͝m̴̧̧̨͇͚̩̹̥̦̐̏e̵̤͔̝̦͙̼̭̻͐͊.̴̧̛̥̻͊̂̒̉͒̐̎̈́͘͝ ❜

"Eli you sound like a fucking vocaloid being strangled with garrote wire- What the hell are you on about?!" She was covering her ears, but even that couldn't block out the unearthly screeching and radio static filling her head the longer she was in his presence.

Whatever this was, it was wrong- like the kind of wrong where ones body viscerally recoils from it, and yet she wanted to stay- help him- whatever she could do. "What happened to you...? Who did this? I'll fucking kill them-..."

#rikas inbox: lets chat!#rocketrevived #zalgo cw

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princesspastel8 · 29 days

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That smile....is hauntingly beautiful

Secret Desire

《A Jeff The Killer Fanfic》

°•~Collection of Chapters~•°

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▪︎ Synopsis

▪︎ Chapter One

▪︎ Chapter Two

▪︎ Chapter Three

▪︎ Chapter Four

▪︎ Chapter Five

▪︎ Chapter Six

▪︎ Chapter Seven

▪︎ Chapter Eight

▪︎ Chapter Nine

▪︎ Chapter Ten

▪︎ Chapter Eleven

▪︎ Chapter Twelve

▪︎ Chapter Thirteen

▪︎ Chapter Fourteen

▪︎ Chapter Fifteen

▪︎ Chapter Sixteen

▪︎ Chapter Seventeen

▪︎ Chapter Eighteen

▪︎ Chapter Nineteen

▪︎ Chapter Twenty

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-one

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-two

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-three

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-four

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-five

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-six

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-seven

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-eight

▪︎ Chapter Twenty-nine

▪︎ Chapter Thirty

▪︎ Chapter Thirty-one

▪︎ Chapter Thirty-two

▪︎ Chapter Thirty-three

☆

Story Playlist

Jeff Origin Story(David Near Version)

Jeff's Interviews(David Near)

《 This is a dark romance with heavy triggers for some readers. Viewer discretion is advised.

《 This is an oc female(African American) love interest, but feel free to picture yourself as the character.

《 This is the fully edited version of my book. The completed unedited versions are on Wattpad & Ao3. Links will be below.

《 Wattpad

《 Ao3

Dividers credits are used throughout the story:

° @khaer

° @anitalenia

° @kimjiho1

° @somenteniki

° @bucciniexe

° @cafekitsune

° @k1ssyoursister

° @chaefilm

- If any of the art used within this story is yours, please let me know so credit can be given.

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ellzilla · 3 months

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frankie and will at a pub or something together? (for the drawing req thing u posted <\3)

Took a second but yknow how it is Close ups on Will n' Frank under the cut!

#lizard's art #creepypasta #laughing jack #meatbag #creepypasta oc #william grossman #frank #frankie the undead #creeps comic #body horror cw #zaxtol #I never mention my Zalgo fankid but that's bc he's a background character lol #chuper #nugget

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cerabondart · 7 months

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G̷͕̈́ä̷̫́r̴̳͂f̷͎̓i̴̘͑e̶͙̅ḽ̵̏d̷͔͗.̶̳̊

#zalgo #garfield #gorefield #im sorry jon #creepypasta #cw: gore #cerabond's art

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flibbityjibbityjabber · 9 months

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Peppino and

Come on, guys! It's just a regular old Pizza Tower comic! Don't you remember

[Heavily inspired from a post by scraphat on Twitter please give them support]

#pizza tower #pizzatower #zalgo #tw unreality #unreality tw #cw unreality #unreality cw

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depravitywithen · 4 months

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H̴e̷ ̵w̸h̸o̸ ̸w̶a̵i̴t̵s̷ ̵b̶e̵h̴i̸n̶d̶ ̶t̴h̵e̸ ̵w̴a̷l̴l̶ ̴

̶H̵o̵l̷d̷e̸r̴ ̴o̴f̵ ̷t̷h̸e̷ ̴C̷a̷n̷d̸l̸e̵ ̵W̴h̸o̴s̵e̶ ̵L̶i̵g̷h̵t̷ ̵i̸s̶ ̴S̷h̸a̸d̷o̴w̸

#zalgo #Z̶a̷l̵g̴o̶#dark edit #spongebob #cw: gore #trigger warning #edit #darkcore #bloodcore #analog horror #horror #horrorcore

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angel064v64 · 3 months

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This Brazilian Garfield comic strip is a little different from what I remember

#weirdcore #low quality #cw: gore #garfield #zalgo #cosmic horror #creepypasta #cursed image

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iunctura-arch · 1 month

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VERSE - GENSHIN IMPACT (INFORMATION)

Element: D̶͓̠͖͑a̶̢͈͔̞̿͌̉r̶̬͈͗̋̿ḱ̵̛̞͍̰̙n̸̤̗̖͚͑̉͠e̸̼͖͊s̷̹͎̀s̵̼̑̽͘ Weapon: Gun (Bow & Arrow archetype) Dash: Zero Shift (Will teleport a short distance before running) Normal Attack: Point Blank Marksmanship Elemental Skill: Black Sun (darkens the area around Sabata and causes AOE damage to enemies nearby. The Area will remain darkened for ten minutes, negating all Sunlight damage to Sabata) Elemental Burst: Moon - Elemental Conquest (Using his power as the Moon Beauty, Sabata launches attacks of every element one after the other before forming a large ball of Darkness in his hand and throwing it into the ground, causing extreme damage to the surroundings and enemies around him.) Talent 1 - Mani's Blessing: Creates one orb of Darkness whenever Black Sun is used, up to four orbs. Using a Charge Shot expends these orbs as homing shots after said Charge Shot is fired. Talent 2 - Ringo's Blessing: Extends the time that Sabata doesn't take damage from Sunlight after using Black Sun by expending all four orbs of Darkness created by Mani's Blessing if they are not used via Charge Shot. This gives Sabata five minutes of time in the Sunlight after Black Sun's effect expires. Talent 3 - Assassin's Instinct: While on the field, Sabata makes no noise when walking or running and will not startle any animals on the field unless he attacks them.

An Outlander who was separated from his twin brother as they arrived on Teyvat. A mysterious boy who burns in the Sunlight. He's very resourceful and tactical, capable of keeping himself out of danger while wandering this strange new world.

Although aligned with the Darkness, Sabata is no antagonist and doesn't align himself with any of the 'criminal' groups in Teyvat, instead guiding himself to weaving an information network that he can get needed information from whenever he wants.

A master manipulator and charismatic talker thanks to his upbringing, Sabata can promise things to others he has no plans to follow through with (though finds no reason not to follow through with things he's promised). Most people tend to be charmed by him and how he talks, mainly to his own benefit.

His true goal in Teyvat is to find Django. He legitimately thinks his twin brother just ran off somewhere after they arrived.

#[ v; charismatic outlander ]#I MADE SO MUCH FOR HIM IN THIS VERSE????#but his backstory is lacking bc he's just. there. lmao #cw zalgo #tw zalgo #i FORGOT THOSE TWO TAGS

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egotisticle · 1 year

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@splittinghares: ( ik we haven't interacted much here yet so feel free to pass on this buuut ) 💔 🡲 15. an ‘ i’ll be back ’ kiss.

♚ -------------------- A FUCKED UP KISSING MEME

WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?

BIRTHED from the wormhole’s plethora of colour was another route conceived and only then did their braided paths become the forefront of the intergalactic odyssey. the initial greeting from the head engineer was clipped and borderline intelligible with its staccato delivery, unnerving to the ear as syllables dragged out too long and were consequently cut short by the next word. the inherent script underwent reality’s rewrites before their eyes, surroundings cycling through prospective locations from the main control room to a campsite to anything in between ---- flickering through options like a television remote flipping through the selection of channels, one after another in rapid succession until all blurred together in a dizzying spectacle. all variables were considered and from its infinite selection, one was chosen with the discordance of a record scratch.

in spite of the desolate diner newly occupying the surrounding space, one lone table in particular looked like it would have better suited for a finer establishment. two leather bound menu covers, two wine glasses with a bottle at the ready, a candle burned down to the last inches of its life, and silk napkins neatly folded atop the finest dinnerware were all indicative of a special occasion and the current circumstances certainly qualified. although the reformation had left the captain woefully shy of one head engineer in its finalized state, a substitute had filled the newfound vacancy and ensured that the dining arrangement wouldn’t be wasted on a party of one; a reunion was more than enough reason for a celebration.

❝ there you are. you kept me waiting. ❞ the saccharine salutation filled the area with layered murmurs, honeyed with bias as a hand pointedly gestured the captain. although the ebony suit jacket had already been shed and neatly draped over the back of one seat, the entity still retained some formality with an ivory dress shirt and fitted waistcoat. upon closer inspection of the latter’s deceptively matte material could one witness its subtle dynamic movement, faint specks and multihued streaks of dark colour curling into itself with the mutability of the cosmos itself --- the sight of something greater, the sensation of a somewhere grander. ❝ i was beginning to wonder whether your efforts to avoid me were intentional ---- silly, i know but you’ll forgive me if i’m tempted to … ponder the possibility from time to time. ❞

the informal recline against the dinner table’s edge was abandoned, standing at full height before another temporal anomaly surged throughout the diner and nullified the distance between them. one hand comfortably fit itself around the back of his counterpart’s glove and guided it to turn over, bringing the gem into view and further coaxing the captain’s fingers to curl inwards to form a fist. the gentle caress from his thumb against the other’s closed hand provided unspoken reassurance, a pledge that the gem could be forgotten for a moment. there was no need for them to move when the rest of the world could be moved for them, the world and so much more.

❝ it doesn’t matter anymore. after all, your choices did bring you here --- maybe you felt a certain pull, maybe you subconsciously yearned to feel me again. ❞

shadow-clad eyes grew lidded as a curled finger beneath the captain’s chin reeled them closer, breathing out severed timelines and desecrated galaxies alike with a whisper of their name. a respite from the perils of wormholes and paradoxical incongruities alike was sorely overdue for the ship’s gallant captain. the kiss tasted of stardust and cosmic annihilation, romance and horror --- the same intimacy but repurposed into a different narrative.

THE BEGINNING & EPILOGUE OF OUR OWN FABLE !

❝ c̸̩͂a̴̫͊p̴͈͊tain̵͍͌ ̶͖̕?̴̲̓ ❞ / ❝ captain ? ❞

two versions of the question were spoken simultaneously and as they broke apart, their surroundings had shed their temporary façade, returning the captain to the main control room with only the head engineer in attendance. a nervous laugh broke the silence as the crew member took a courtesy step backwards to reclaim personal space and when he asked about the captain’s well-being, the words were his alone. everything had returned to the state in which it existed before, the beginning of the same circle except for the fading sound of disembodied ringing.

their encounter wouldn’t be the last, neither in the past nor the future. together or apart, they were inevitable.

#splittinghares #┊♚┊ − ❛ ᵃᶰˢʷᵉʳᵉᵈ ❜#┊♚┊ V; i. MAIN #long post for ts #zalgo cw #(('ik we haven't interacted [...]' yeah as if that would stop me lmao))

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charmerquilled · 7 months

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"HEY ZOE. REMEMBER WHEN YOU WERE SUPER BIG, AND I WAS SUPER SMALL, AND I STILL W̵̬̋R̸̭̈E̶̹̐Ç̸̀K̵̫̅Ẹ̷̆D̵̺̍ YOU."

#zalgo text cw #&&. rakan ( v: redeemed )#&&. I'm not even half way through #&&. I'm living

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ghetsis · 8 months

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"Lord Ghetsis! Calm down! You need to pull yourself-- AH! Together! STOP DESTROYING MY LABORATORY!"

(francis..... 👁️👁️ she can immediately tell bc the dragon is wearing the scraps of that oh so familiar cowl)

The blight which had disfigured his right side had laid dormant for years since he had attempted to awaken the Dark Stone. Until now, in some twist of fate, some new divine punishment, he was forced to endure the agony of having his bones broken and reformed as the thick, black scales which had coated his arm began to overtake his body.

He could only watch in horror as fingers turned to menacing claws which split his gloves and gouged the earth. He could do nothing to stop the warping of his skull and limbs nor the black wings which sprouted from his back. Screams of anguished rage turned to a bellowing roar as his body took a form monstrous enough to match his temperament.

He had been given everything he ever wanted. Immortality and unimaginable power, but it came in the loathsome form of a pokemon. To be reduced to such a creature, even the godly sort, was utterly repulsive to him. Unaccustomed to his new body, he lumbered and trampled is way back, tearing through anyone and anything that blocked his path.

His own men attacked as barged his way through the HQ and those who didn't flee met their fate in his jaws. His rampage continued until he reached the lab, finally identifying Francis and pinning her beneath his claws.

"F̷͚̀͠Ȋ̵̫̻N̷̬͒͝D̵͈͛̀.̵͖͊̒.̴̺͙̆͐.̵̳̞́ ̵̹͊̇

Â̴̬̰ ̷̒͂, W̶͓̭͂A̶̦̝̋̓Y̷̑͜.̴͇͂͐.̷̰̈́̒.̷̖͋͂ ̶͈͗

T̷͙͒Ȯ̸̡̻ ̴͎̉̕. F̴̖͛̔͜İ̸̳͔X̴͎̓ ̴͎̃ͅŢ̴̜̍͝H̸̟̽I̵̮̯̚S̷͖̀͝!̸͖̳̈́̓"

#turnecoat #ↂ god of lies ; dragon #cw body horror #<kind of? ig?#cw zalgo text

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princesspastel8 · 26 days

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Chapter 13

Third POV

Jeff was sent to kill some random guy who so happened to be a few blocks away from Eboni's home. Of course, the killer took the chance to sneak into her room. To his surpise, she wasn't home. So he waited until he grew bored and began snooping through her things.

Everything seemed ordinary besides her odd obsession with kawaii shit. That was until he opened her closet door after picking the lock on it. He figured whatever she's hiding had to be embarrassing, and man, was he right.

This bitch has two boxes filled with BDSM crap that it actually surprises the killer. Jeff lets out a loud laugh as he dumps the contents of each box onto the middle of her floor. This would be the perfect payback. Humiliating her like he did him.

In the meantime, he looks through each item, confused as to why all of the sex toys were still in their official packaging as well as her many sets of lingerie. He snickers when he comes across BDSM magazines. The smiling killer had no idea they made crap like this.

When picking up one of the magazines, a piece of paper slips through the pages. He picks it up, standing back to his feet. As he read the slip of paper, he grins his grin, growing wider at the presence of who he waited patiently for.

"Been awhile, huh princess?"

Her face is absolutely priceless. The utter embarrassment lacing her features as she realizes the contents on the floor. Her grip on her knife seems to weaken. Eboni opens her mouth to speak but is still acting like a deer in headlights.

"You know... I knew something was off about you- but I had no clue you were this much of a....freak." The smiling killer teases, holding the slip of paper in front of him. "Rules of a princess..."

Eboni felt dizzy. She never wanted anyone to know of her obsession. Especially not - "I-I..." she stutters, still at a loss of words.

"You what? Never used any of this shit? Yet you collect them like fucking trophies. Wanna say why?"

Eboni quickly shakes her head, lowering it in shame - the tips of her ears and cheeks covered in blush. Jeff moves closer, glancing at the paper again before dropping it to the ground. He leans over her, closing her bedroom door, and locks it. Through all of this, Eboni felt as if her feet were super glued to the ground.

"Did you not hear me the first fucking time? Answer my question." The Cheshire smiling killer said, whispering into the teen's ear.

Eboni could feel his body heat, his breath fanning her ear- making her whimper. She opens her mouth to answers but pauses. Oddly enough, a playful smirk takes her lips even though her mask is still on. Jeff seemed to not have noticed that Eboni is not only inexperienced but also a brat at heart.

"Make. Me." She said daringly, still remaining in her spot.

His movements were too quick for her to process. One second, she's standing a feet or two away from the bedroom door - The next her back is slammed against it, the killer snatching her knife and uses it to slice off her mask. He throws the knife so harshly that it lodges into the wall. Jeff flushes their bodies together, grabbing both wrist with one hand, and pins them above her head- his knee spreading her legs apart.

The killer stares into her shock, filled honey brown eyes before speaking, "Oh...so this is how you wanna play?"

"Jeff I-"

His free hand moves to grip her throat as his knee moves upward to press firmly against her core. He grins, leaning down to her lips. "Princesses only speak when told to, you bitch."

Eboni is silenced by his lips slamming into her own. She tenses, her brain cells frying by every movement of his lips against her own. More seem to burn at the feeling of his knee rubbing against her.

His rough actions cause Eboni to slowly give in. Why bother to fight it any longer? He found out everything, every single secret. She doesn't care if he uses them all against her. Eboni would embrace it all with open arms and lustful eyes.

Eboni whimpers, trying to keep up with Jeff's sensual kisses- but he's so earnest in this moment. He licks Eboni's lips, groaning at the feeling before forcing his tongue through. The smiling killer removes the hand around her throat to her hip, gripping it so tightly that it'll bruise. The gesture makes Eboni wetter than she is now.

Lips still tongue tied, Jeff guides Eboni's hips to grind against his knee at an opposite pace. Eboni, at this point, has completely melted into Jeff, waiting for him to fulfill her darkest desires. He pulls away from their kiss, a string of salvia stretching from the bottom of their lips. Noticing her Dialated pupils and lided eyes, he smirks- grabbing her hips to stop. He finally has her where he wants.

Jeff nods his head towards her bed, pulling away. "On your back, hands above your head."

Without hesitation, Eboni does as instructed - whining impatiently. Jeff watches, placing a hand over his mouth to hide how wide his Cheshire smile stretched. Just a few minutes ago, this bitch was back talking and now...she's puddy In his hands.

The killer moves on top of her, swiftly snatching his hoodie off over his head but keeping his jeans on. He places his middle and ring finger against Eboni's lips, "Suck."

She listens, moaning every time he forces his fingers further down her throats. He grins, yanking her sweatpants off. Jeff licks his lips at the sight of her pink patterned panties, completely soaked.

He groans, pulling his fingers out of Eboni's mouth. He yanks off her t shirt, taking in the sight below him. "Fuck..."

Her harden nipples poke through the fabric of her bra, her breast perky and curves in all the right places. But if the killer has to pick his favorite part, it'll be her thighs - and of course that ass. He likes a girl with meat on her bones. He needs to grab a handful of something after all.

Jeff rips her panties off, rubbing slow circles against Eboni's clit. The unknown feeling causes her body to jolt then tense. The killer laughs, taking in every second of this.

"You like that...huh? Answer me."

"Y-Yes...good..hn~" she moans, squirming underneath him.

He slides his middle finger inside, thrusting it slowly- the wetness of her cunt coating it. "Then why not do this to yourself?" Jeff asked, honestly a bit curious.

Eboni shakes her head, to embarrassed to say and overwhelmed by the pleasure and slight discomfort of Jeff's fingers after having him add his ring finger. The killer stops his motion, glaring darkly at Eboni.

"Answer." He demands, voice gruff with lust.

Eboni whines, pouting her lips. "W-Waiting for....daddy to treat h-his princess.." she responds, completely lost into her fantasy.

Jeff raised a brow, moving his fingers faster and quicker. "I'll ask more later... Anyways.."

The killer looks at his fingers, marveled at how coated they are with her juices. He licks his fingers, groaning shamelessly at the taste.

"You taste...." he whispers, lifting her legs and places both on his shoulders. He moves both hands to her hips, gripping them as his tongue takes a quick lick of her cunt. "....so fucking good."

Eboni grips the sheets above her head, little mewls escaping her at the foreign feeling of Jeff's tongue licking her slit and tongue fucking her. He could feel her walls tightening around his tongue, singling just how close she is. The fanning of his hot breath and rough rapid tongue flicks on her clit becomes her undoing.

"Aahh! Uhhhnnn~"

Jeff let's her ride out her high on his tongue before dropping her legs back onto the mattress. He licks his lips, savoring her taste as he unzips his pants - his raging boner springing out.

"Look at me."

Still in her blissful state, she looks at the killer hovering over her, finally noticing how oddly attractive he is. His skin is ghostly white, body lean, yet muscles chiseled. As her eyes travel further, they lock onto his cock. She feels her mouth begin to salivate at the sight. His length is long, girth wide and veins visible.

Jeff uses one hand to push his hair out of his face and the other to stroke himself. "Aren't I... beautiful?" He questions randomly.

Eboni whines, nodding her head as she spreads her legs- wanting him inside. Jeff laughs mockingly at her, his cock grinding against her clit- leaking pre.

"Is the little princess this desperate for my dick?" He asked, removing her bra to begin pinching her nipples painfully.

Eboni's back arches slightly off the bed as she nods her head, ready to do whatever it takes for him to shove it inside her.

"Beg then."

"Jeff....please.."

He bites his lower lips, suppressing a Cackle. To think his mind wasn't playing tricks, but preparing him for this excat moment. Without an ounce of hesitation, Jeff shoves himself into her. The sudden rough intrusion causes Eboni to cry out loudly, her eyes welling with tears as Jeff closes his eyes- groaning from the tightness.

They both stay motionless for a while, waiting for the moment of entrance to pass. The killer opens his eyes, and the sight of Eboni's pained expression gives him a newfound excitement. Jeff would slowly pull out of Eboni, leaving his tip in before slamming back into her.

"Look at you, on the verge of tears.." he laughs, letting a moan slip afterward.

Feeling herself getting stretched so slowly is a feeling she's struggling to comprehend. Pain. This is her first time having sex, and it's being handled so poorly. The moment is supposed to be sweet, gentle, and even loving. However, that isn't what Eboni wanted at all.

Hurts...hurts so good

Faster, deeper...rougher

Don't stop...never fucking stop

Jeff's eyes widen in shock until it's quickly masked by his sadistic urges hurling to the surface, scratching at his skin, poking at his mind. No holding back. He has no reason to hold back.

Though heavy tears are flowing from Eboni's eyes, a deranged smile would not leave her face. Jeff's demented tendencies take full swing after seeing that smile. His thrust became rougher, animalistic.

"So good! F-Feels so- aah!"

Eboni's back arches off the bed, pressing against Jeff's chest as she came- her vision clouded by stars. Jeff didn't give her time to recover. He lifts the girl, forcing her on her knees.

"Grip the headboard. I'm not done, not even close." He said, slapping his dick against her swollen slit.

"Daddyyy..." Eboni whines, rubbing her ass shamelessly against him to get the killer to hurry.

Jeff leans over, gripping the headboard as well. "Your pussy is so fucking red....and your begging? You bitch-"

He slames into her without warning once again. His thrust seems to be diving deeper into her from this new position. Eboni cries, feeling him slame so harshly against her cervix.

"Fuck...holy shit you're taking me so...so damn, uhnn~" Jeff groans into her ear before beginning to leave trails of bites and kisses along her neck.

"G-Gonna..mmhh!"

The killer wraps his hand around her throat, forcing her head to lean back and look at him. "Hold. It." He orders through clenched teeth.

At this point, Eboni feels like she's being torn in two, but Jeff doesn't care. The only thing on his mind is reaching his high and using this girl to do that. The two lock lips, the kiss sloppy yet full of passion.

"That's it. Keep sucking me in just like that, oh fuck!"

The two never broke eye contact, and that inhuman look in Eboni's eyes and smile are what sends Jeff over the edge and shifts something within his heart - unbeknownst to him. They cum, Eboni squirting all over his cock and Jeff emptying his load deep within her.

"Don't move. Keep it all in you cumsucking bitch." Jeff orders, still dealing with the high of his orgasm.

Eboni could only nod, feeling the mixture of themselves running down her leg. With her smile gone and tongue hanging out while panting, Jeff spits onto it.

"Swallow."

Eboni gulps with zero hesitation, whining for another kiss from Jeff. The two hold another sloppy kiss, Eboni still feeling his length pulsating inside her. Jeff breaks the kiss, licking Eboni's lips.

With their faces itches apart he speaks, "Be ready to get fucked like this from now on. I'm just getting started, princess."

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