anonymous asked:
sew w anti
Warnings: Blood, Needles
(Not an AU)


He had long since lost track of the thread's original color as crimson dribbled down its length. Had it always been red? Or maybe white? Green? Little did it matter.

The needle glinted with the same substance as it pulled: In and out. In and out. Over and over and over again and again through his puppet's limp wrist. In a way it made holding the needle just that much harder as it tried to slip from his fingers. In another, it made the object far too pretty to look away from; helped him remain focused on the task at…hand.

Lips pulling into a smile that seemed so fake, with fangs poking out and making what was usually reserved for happiness seem so messed up, the glitch continued.

Soon. Soon, his newest puppet would be strung up like the rest of them; his strings sewed into their limbs, into a permanent smile on their face, holding their eyes shut forever and always. Soon, they would await his command, and his alone. Hear only his words, see only what he wanted them to see.


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