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"Okay...so what do you do?" You hummed as you looked over the information on Nightmare Mangle, since until now you've never really noticed what role they had in this "game", only to blink in surprise at their description. "Purchase its plush toy from the Prize Corner when it appears in the right hall to avoid its attack! It can't be stopped by the office door." "....wow really? What are they gonna do? Break down my door just to tell me to buy their plushie?" The thought that the most terrifying Nightmare Animatronic would only come into your office if you forgot to buy a stuffed toy had you chuckling and shaking your head in amusement, bef

Eying him from behind the counter, he was frighteningly stunning. Although you were busy helping his mink friend around freshly baked honey buns, you couldn’t keep your eyes off from him. Through the glass, you continued to give sly peeks towards his way.   “C-Can I get you anything?” Mustering up the courage to approach him, you sheepishly asked.   He paused for a second, taken aback from the innocent question. As his eyebrows dropped into a disgusted slouch, his words fell out without thinking, “No, I hate bread.”   You held back for a moment unsure of how to respond. The words initially not making any sense b

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8RjWHyUMi1c Please listen while you read!) “Vlad, look! Do you see them?” “Hm? What is it? What do you see?” He watches you. Your eyes become dark pools of translucence, reflecting the light of the glittering stars. The delicate sickles beneath them transform them into vast oceans that extend beyond the heaven’s realms. The small opening in the ceiling of your prison cell provides only a preview of what you longed to see most: The outside world, a place you could run free and wild with no chains to break and rub raw your porcelain skin. He sees that desire glinting even as yo

In My Haunted Eyes Disclaimer:  I do not own the characters of Inuyasha. -oOo- My name is Kagewaki – Lord Hitomi Kagewaki.  And once, it was also Naraku. In a way. Oh, I was not truly that evil half-youkai, rather, that being made me a part of him.  I had no choice in the matter, and all I could do was watch in horror the things that hanyou did to others while wearing my likeness. I had never been one for cruelty – blame that on my mother.  My father certainly had.  He didn't care for my soft heart, as he called it, insisting that as his heir, I had to be harsh to be able to rule well. I didn't agree then, and I agree even le

"Oh come on dear, let me give you a make-over please!!!!" Your flamboyant friend Grell Sutcliff whines at you, pouting his adorable little pout that you just can't say no to. "YEEEEE thank youuuuuu!!!!!" Grell bounces around your living room looking all excited. You had never let him do this before because,well, you just really didn't like make-up in the first place. You thought that a little, natural make-up was fine, but when a girl's make-up made Barbie jealous, it's time to stop. Grell lays out all the make-up you own onto your bed, and he looked disappointed. All you had was a few powders, a bottle of liquid foundation, orange blush,