+Bloodthirsty Lovers+ +BloodMoon x Reader+

+Chapter Eight+

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TW: Violence, Unwanted Memories, Technically Self-Harm, Pleas to be Killed, Mentions of SH

I love when I can't make a character constantly insane and mad.... So, like.. Bloodmoon does get a little 'soft' at the end, o suppose.. my bad ○~○

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"WHAT THE FU–" Once again, Bloodmoon was cut off. I was pinning him to the ground of the cave. He was metal... I was just a sack of flesh, blood, bones, and organs. I had managed to pin him to the ground, and he couldn't move. He was struggling against me. 

I stared down at him, a wide grin plastered upon my lips. My fingers curled around the joints of his elbows, my nails finding the wires and pulling at them. I cut the wiring, pulling at his arms. He let out quite the pained scream. Poor Asmodious watched, his little ears seemingly going downward. His wide, pearl-like eyes stared up at me. 

I almost felt bad for the thing. Almost.

My gaze then returned to look at Bloodmoon, his red eyes glowing in both anger and pain. I was seemingly growing more agitated with each passing second. I leaned down enough just so I could whisper to him a few words. "The voices made me."

"Voices..?" He spoke with a confused look in his eyes, well... that was before my hands gripped his metal rod of a throat. He let out a few gargles, despite not really needing his throat to speak. Or... perhaps he did, I wouldn't know. 

A soft giggle of madness leaves my throat, my hands tightening before my nails manage to dig into the rod that is his neck. He manages to get his arms moving despite the pain and the struggle. He reaches up, and I feel his hands, like daggers, dig into my back. I let out a loud yelp and retracted myself off of him. I gasp, struggling with myself, trying to get the feeling of his fingers digging into my skin. 

I then felt what I didn't want to ever feel again. Never from... "GET OFF OF MY BODY! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" I yelled loudly, my head slamming backward directly into the rock wall of the cave. I did this repeatedly, the feeling of his hands crawling over my body while I was chained up, unable to do anything, unable to kick him off of me. 

Bloodmoon, holding Asmodious securely in his hands, stared at me. His arms had sparks flying off of them, his neck leaking a bit of oil, his head twitching. His eyes glitched, his voice beginning to grow inoperable. He didn't bother moving toward me, clearing seeing how... deranged I was being. Asmodious was curled in a ball, his tail hugging his own small, furry body. He was shaking against the cool metal of the red, metallic hands of Bloodmoon.

"GODDAMMIT!" I yelled out, my voice evident with having tears. I tried to not sob, my hands going to grasp at my arms. My nails dug into my skin, cutting through the sleeves of my shirt. I managed to bring myself to laughing while crying. Pain... that reminds me I'm alive. That I'm forever stuck to that godforsaken cult. My eyes snap upward toward Bloodmoon, cautiously watching my every move. "Please.... fucking kill me." I silently begged through my tears. 

I wanted my life to end at this point. For years... YEARS, I've eaten innocent people. I've lied to myself, claiming I didn't kill hundreds of people, of children, just to help me sleep at night. My wrists were hurt, my palms numb from how often I dig my nails into them. My body covered in scars that weren't just from that one day.. From me hurting myself, making myself grieve. I despised the blood, the germs entering my body from those wounds, but I did more and more.. It went from weekly to daily, and just recently did I manage to stop, because I made myself stop eating people! I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE!

"Bloodmoon, kill me. Please! I don't want to feel like this anymore!" I sobbed out, the voices calling me names. They grew louder and louder. They called me pathetic for crying, for breaking down in front of this... this animatronic. I gagged on my own saliva as it just pooled up, refusing to slide back into my throat. My eyes, no longer seeming manic, were begging, pleading.