Do It For The Faggots Who Never Got To Btw

do it for the faggots who never got to btw

@lotftober2024 Day 7: A View to a Death

im a day late (so sorry, i procrastinated </3), and i dont usually write and post it publicly, but i hope you enjoy ? :D

Ever since the news had been formally delivered, ever since the boys had been rescued from that island, a place that felt closer to Hell than anywhere else, they dreaded the concequences of their actions, the reality of their decisions. The ones with previously painted faces had been so confident and accepted that they were to live without true authority, that they could live without thinking of what they'd lost, and instead continue their version of adapting to the unfamiliar life they'd then lived, but now that they were on land, in a real society, there is no escape.

Like a cage stuffed of crows, the pews were filled with the black clothing of men and women in mourning, small children, fathers, mothers, aunts, uncles, and grandparents, all weeping for the loss of their family, their friends.

When it became time to do prayers, readings, speak to the families, the boys found themselves planted in their seats. The hunters, the boys that were previously one of the church's choir, felt the eyes of everyone and everything on them, even with the assumed protection of their guardians beside them, the felt the judgement, as if every living, breathing being had known just what they'd done to the two boys that were once one of them. Now that they were forced to revel in this reality, there were no more excuses, no self-proclaimed freedom, their fear of each other, the fear of the beast, turned into a fear of themselves, a fear of judgement, less of their peers, their family, but of the being above.

The older boys, especially the bigguns, watched the reactions of everyone around them uncomfortably. Unlike the littluns, they knew of their actions, any previous justification felt like childish nonsense in comparison to pain and guilt they now felt.

They robbed the world of its children, as well as themselves of their own innocence. Inside them, forever will the beast reside.

ANNOUNCEMENT!

There is a video going around of a cat being stuffed into a blender, and it being turned on. Apparently there was audio to the video, but I couldn't figure out how to actually turn it on, but apparently the cat could be heard crying for help. Now what sickens me is that while they caught the bastard as far as I know, but the fucking video is still up on reddit, which I'm pretty sure doesn't tolerate animal abuse