is it bad i laughed forever at this

fandombandomrandom42  asked:

K but fam I need details cause if Dark pulled another anatomy mistake like ulna bone I will laugh forever.

details of what? the persuasion room? well, here’s the description, even if that’s not what you meant

obviously, the first thing i tried to do was leave. bad idea no. 1. he yanked me back to the chair and stood in front of the exit.

secondly, he put on goddamn fourth dimensional handcuffs before i could try and escape again (which we, fucking idiots, mentioned in the general chat) (the fourth dimensional handcuffs, in his words, “would rip you through realities until your physical body was shredded apart” if you went through the door of the persuasion room

thirdly: he finally figured out my fucking name and let me tell you what it’s like to think of hearing your name in h i s voice (jk, imagine it yourself)

i teased him about his fucking tennis racquet. turns out, it’s actually a tennis racquet. y'all never fuckin believe me is2g

and then; here’s where it gets real fun. he brings a fucking thin pole with a sharp, HEATED, tip on it. ya know what he does? he stabbed it into my lung.

lastly, it was a deal of if i came back, that he’d do a strip tease of some sort basically. apparently, by pointing out something he’d said earlier, i weNT BACK (not complaining)
strip tease didn’t happen btw

throughout the whole encounter, y'all are probably thinking i stopped playing my game
oh no
no, no, noooo
i went through that game a l l the way, i literally spat out blood seconds after making a joke

anyways, there is your short recollection. i’ll post highlights soon ~k

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.