✦▸⟬ BLOT ⟭◂✦

“...”

Blot opened the door to his room, and surprise, surprise, nothing at all stood out, it was a blank room, just a closet and a bed and a nightstand. You’d expect more from a guy like him, however then again he was just some Basic Boyloser Mute Mime, who’s hobby was being socially awkward and making shadow puppets for crying out loud.

he closed the door behind him, but as you settled on his bed, you could’ve sworn you heard that sneaky ass mime lock the door.

He crawled up onto the bed nervously, before pulling out a flashlight. You promised him (after almost killing you both in a run) that’d you play “Shadow Puppets” with him, however you didn’t exactly think he’d actually care enough o beg you to stay true to that after the whole round.

He flicked on the flashlight, whining nervously as it went dull, not turning on at all.

He whimpered as he hit it gently before you had finally had enough, you took the flashlight from his hand and shoved him more onto the bed, his head softly hitting the fluffy pillow below it, as you pinned him down, you saw the small shiny little tears swell up in his eyes, but as well as-blush??

he nervously poked the tip of his fingers together as mumbled nonsense timidly, the blush on his face growing as he saw the frustration in your eyes, as if he wanted you to say something harsh to him.

then it clicked in your head, this Little sick fucker was into being degraded.