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[COMPLETED] "There's something I just have to do. Remember that incident with BEN?" I frowned and slowly nodded my head. "Well, I need to make sure something like that never happens. I need to make sure that everyone knows that you're mine." He smirked and took a knife that was on a night table next to the bed. "How about we leave a mark on you?" _______________________________________ DISCLAIMER: this story contains vulgar language, gore, abuse, murder, sexual content. My first fanfic. Hope you enjoy ^^ (The cover pic is mine btw) (Y/n) - your name (E/c) - eye color (S/c) - skin color Highest rankings: #1 in JeffTheKiller #1 in Horror And I don't quite remember any more, wasn't paying attention :DD

(In the chaotic realm of Inanimate Insanity, a once friendly competition turned perilous as contestants began meeting untimely ends, shrouded in mystery. Taco and Microphone, two prominent competitors with a history of rivalry, found their fates intertwined as the grim hand of fate forced them into an uneasy alliance. The sudden wave of murders necessitated an unlikely partnership to survive the escalating danger that lurked in the shadows. Despite their contrasting personalities and roles within the show - Taco embracing her inner assassin persona and Microphone playing the role of a determined detective - they discovered an unexpected bond developing amidst the chaos, adding a layer of complexity to their newfound alliance. As the danger escalated, their evolving relationship would be put to the ultimate test, revealing whether their unique connection could withstand the deadly trials they faced and uncover the truth behind the relentless murders.) Contains hints of: PayJay, TacoMic, FanTube, KniCkle, LightBrush ⚠️TW: Drug usage, swearing, gore, murder, alcohol consumption, smoking, weapons, death, self-harm, mental problems. (STORYLINE/DRAWING/COVER BY ME. CHARACTERS/OBJECTS/ASSETS BELONG TO ANIMATIONEPIC) (SPOILER ALERT⚠️) (Note: No Inanimate Insanity Invitational objects will be shown here) ~To: Ava~

"Hello, Sincere. How are you feeling today?" "Same as everyday, can't sleep, can't eat.." I trailed off, looking down at Sinclair who had a perfect mixture of both V and I. "That's not good." She said and I shrugged. "None of this is." I said and she nodded understandingly. "Have faith." She said, placing her hand on my shoulder and I nodded. I tried hard to keep the tears in because I had to be strong for everybody. The family was really going through it and I just wanted her back in my arms. V had my heart and if I lost her for good, I'd never look for love again. The doctor walked out as I sat there quietly and Clair looked over my face while she made spit bubbles. I bit my bottom lip, holding back tears as I looked at V laying there with tubes in her. Not able to hold on any longer, I broke down. "Baybeh, I need you..." I trailed off, shaking my head. "I need you so bad, I can't do this shit. I can't do life with you." I explained, looking down at the floor. "We need you, ma." My voice cracked, looking over to Sinclair who was still looking up at me. "Our baybeh girl is so beautiful, ma. I want you to see her, I want you to see her grow up. I want you to be here with us.." I trailed off, collecting my words. I wiped my face as more tears poured down and I shook my head, sighing deeply. "Wake up, baybeh." I spoke, breaking down as I bit my bottom lip.

**WARNING! STORY CONTAINS THEMES OF ABUSE, SELF HARM, AND GENERAL VIOLENCE** Balloon's finally welcomed into Hotel OJ. After months of convincing and praying, he's finally out of the rain and living with the hotel denizens. As the days pass, he slowly grows to recognize something: OJ's acting off. No one seems to notice it but him. He asks the others about it, but they just brush him aside. So it's up to Balloon to find and fix the problem! How will this story unfold?

“Aww, baby!” I muttered, pulling her in for a hug again. As she hugged me, I thought about how innocent she was. Then it was like a lit light bulb was held over my head. “We’re going to turn you into a right wee slut,” I muttered. Then I said it louder, a fully formed plan strolling into my mind. I pulled Jamie away from me and looked into her eyes. “We’re going to transform you into a girl no boy could possibly resist.” “Like Mission Sexy?” Jamie asked, looking puzzled. “Exactly!” I told her. “Mission drop-dead gorgeous, sexy and totally boy-licious!” “That’s a bit of a long name,” Jamie said, screwing up her nose. “Can we just call it Mission Sexy?” Jamie Black has her heart set on dating her school's old heart throb, Darren Gold. However, Darren is Jamie's brother's best friend, and only sees Jamie as a sister. Jamie chooses to change her apperance and innocent attitude to get Darren's attention. With the days counting down to Darren's departure to University, will Jamie be able to bag the bloke? Or will fate intervene? Sluts, Boys, Booze and Spots. What else does a story need? Zoë Proudfoot calls it: "All right." Eilidh says: "YES" (I don't know either. I'm convinced she's on drugs, tbh!) My parents say: "It's a waste of time!" (PAH!)

"You're our mate." "Obviously." I glance between these two goofballs as we sit at the cafe near their college. I've never been in Cambridge, Massachusetts; but I never knew it was this cold. "You're our mate. Just wanted to clarify. Right Reed?" "Right on." They smile, and I roll my eyes as I look to my side. Sighing as I clear my throat. "Hey you two!! Don't eat the snow!" I yell at my twins as they drop the snow that was edged near their trembling lips. "Oh let them be! When I was their age I loved to eat snow. The yellow snow tasted like pineapple." Sawyer says, and I look off as I hope he's joking. "I like a man." We jump, seeing Niko rush towards us as he grabs Reeds drink, drinking the rest of the hot chocolate in one gulp. I don't know how to respond to this. I get it. I Mate with the twins and have twins with them. But I still thought that Niko had somewhat of his feelings still geared towards me... All I can say is... "...What...?"

Taco and Microphone were caught by Knife, and Taco is worried they may be found out by other contestants, so they make a plan to prevent that from happening... But what will happen when Microphone goes too far? ---- This book contains GORE, MATURE LANGUAGE and SENSITIVE CONTENT!

To be right but cause death, or cause life but be wrong? A simple project for college gone haywire. Death, murder, mystery, jail. Objects are gaining misfortune left and right. It's Test Tube's fault, isn't it? Or is it Fan's? Taco's? MePhone4's? Knife's? Who knows. But they need to stop it, whoever is doing it... Before it gets too out of hand. It is time for Test Tube to go to college, and to get to her dream college, she needs to do a project. And of the projects, the most interesting is an experiment. She collects others for her experiment, but she didn't know it would come to this. . • began: january 19th, 2023 ended: july 27th, 2023 story and art by me inanimate insanity by AnimationEpic • .

Claire is a chef with her own restaurant. Jasper is a carpenter who works from home. When Jasper moves in next door to Claire he doesn't know what to expect from the sassy Latina. And Claire is frustrated with her sexy rugged neighbor. These two clash and make the naughty seem, oh so nice! Excerpt : "Fuck is your problem?" he barks out. Seeing him with his wild hair and well-trimmed beard had me all hot and bothered. His commanding presence was the thing that lit a fire inside of me. "My problem, you asshole, is that I have to be up in 3 hours and your buddy and bimbo Barbie over here are making a porno by my front door so fucking loud that bitch is gonna wake the dead. So, shut it down so I can sleep because in 3 hours I have a business to run" I bark back using my finger to poke at his chest. "Damn, if you weren't crazy I'd try to fuck you," he laughed waving away my finger. His chest was so hard I could tell he worked out vigorously. People around us were staring. "As if I'd let you. You couldn't handle me if I did, big boy," I huff then sweetly announce, "This is your warning honey." I turn strutting away making sure he sees how great my ass looks in this night shirt.

Once Caleb reached the bottom of the stairs he quietly opened the door and tiredly switched on the light "Jayden it isn't morning yet buddy you need to-" he froze in place staring at a man he didn't know standing in his living room. The man stared back at him like a deer in the headlights, he looked a few years older than Caleb, had stubble growing around his face, dark brown greasy hair that wasn't styled in any particular way and was wearing full black aside from the muddy navy blue trainers he was sporting. "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing here?" Caleb demanded in a hushed whisper, he also noticed the black backpack the stranger was carrying and the open living room window he'd clearly used to gain entry, the vase that was previously rested on the windowsill lay in pieces on the ground, that must've been the crash that had awoken Caleb from his tranquil slumber. "Just a passerby, no one much" the strange man whispered back an air of mystery hanging about his every word. "Inside my living room?" Caleb replied folding his arms and sizing the man up, after his beating earlier in the evening he wasn't exactly fighting fit, the intruder was also taller and muscly, there's no way Caleb would win if it came to a fight. "Consider me Santa Claus alright? Now go back to bed kid" the man answered calmly pointing at the door as if Caleb was a child. "I'm not a little kid anymore, I'm 18. Santa isn't real" Caleb responded harshly taking a step forward, the man noticeably took a step towards the window eyeing Caleb up with a smirk. TWs (these will not be appearing at the top of chapters so take this as your final warning) Abuse Self Harm Smut Rape Homophobia Themes of Suicide Murder Mentions of Disordered Eating This story is not promoting, encouraging, romanticising or glorifying topics such as suicide, self harm, disordered eating, sexual abuse/misconduct, it is just showing what the affects of it can be like especially for LGBT+ young people.