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Chase walked into the adoption centre with his hands stuffed into his pockets. This was the cheapest one in town, probably shady but he didn’t need Stacy accusing him on spending money on stuff other than his kids, he gave them everything! Or tried to rather, he had no idea if she gave them his presents and words of love. He talked to the manager about what he was looking for when he brought Chase over to the pen filled with small nekos, barley looking old enough to be adopted (playing-darkness)

emptynarration:

@playing-darkness

Host was laying on a soft little pillow, further away from the playing kittens. He was one of the youngest ones here, or at the very least smallest. His hair and fur was a nice shade of brown, with some blond spots speckled here and there. His eyes were milky golden, and the workers knew he was born blind.

He wasn’t good with words just yet, he was quiet and reserved. He seemed to shy away from other kittens coming up to him to play or talk.

Host very happily nuzzled into Chase’s chest, feeling his warmth radiating off of him, and hearing his heartbeat too, as well as feeling it. It was very soothing for him, being close to Chase like this. He felt safe.

Host was soon asleep, sleeping peacefully on Chase’s chest.

26 Darkstache

lostcybertronian:

Sorry this took so long! I really wanted it to be good. And it ended up longer than expected.

And my mental health hasn’t been the best these past few days (translation: I’ve been a fucking trainwreck) so my apologies for that.

ALSO- special thanks to @bing-iplier for helping me out with this! I don’t know what I’d do without you, bro.

This is in association with Dark Decay and One Night. Maybe a part three to this? I don’t know. But I’d love to do so much more with this concept.

Ahead: gore, stages of decomposition, major character death, angst.

Title: Black Blood, Silver Band

“Wilford makes his way down the hall. He is looking for something. Someone. His eyes dart back and forth, searching shadows for any hint of anything darker, any flash of red or blue or gray that could indicate the presence of the someone he is searching for.”

A pause. Normally, the words would come fast and hard, tumbling over themselves and jumbling together in their hurry to get out. But not now. Now was the time for calm. Now was the time for clarity.

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