he’s destroying your daughter

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“…”

waits for Aku to fall asleep… then gives him a kiss and disappears!

Aku awoke from his slumber with a start.

“BWHU—! WHO…??”

He didn’t see anyone but he swatted at the empty air for good measure.

oVeRlY aFfEcTiOnAtE aKu WhAtEvEr Do YoU mEaN By ThAt ?!?

ThE kInD wHo Is a LiTtle ToO FoRwArD— okay I can’t continue like this.

The kind who is a little too forward with his affections and a bit too ready to violate personal space. He’d have to have a pretty comfy relationship with someone in order to get to that point. Or maybe afflicted with some kind of magical spell or something? Not sure but it would be fun!

I take it you’re no fan of Wintertime?

“The cold does not bother me but I vastly prefer the heat.”

Everything happened so fast, the bottle burst open in their hand causing the startled Anon to flinch and stumble backwards. They then clumsily fell onto the titled floor and hissed in pain as the ground beneath them grew hotter, scorching their flesh. Smoke from their now-destroyed fridge began filling the room causing them to cough violently. The room then shuddered and the Anon was suddenly engulfed by a thick, tar-like substance. (1/3)

“S I L E N C E,” commanded the demon. He had heard enough.

Unfortunately for this Anon, ‘merciful’ was the polar opposite of what Aku was known to be. The ground between them trembled and cracked, breaking open to reveal more blackness within, as if an ocean of thick, inky darkness lie just beneath the surface.

“NOW,” Aku spoke, his words slow and iced with disdain. “YOU SHALL SERVE OUT YOUR SENTENCE IN THE PIT OF HATE.”

He stirred a single claw through the air, directing it to the open wound in the earth. In response, the sentient tar beneath the Anon obeyed this silent command and dragged its prisoner into the pit.