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Hello! I do not post super often anymore, but I was hoping if anyone was willing, could you vote for my fiancé on face of horror? He's currently in 3rd but needs to be in first by the 12th! He joined for mainly the cash prize (even though the photo shoot is amazing and we're horror fans) so it could help us with our wedding coming up! You get 1 or 2 free votes every 24 hours! Thank you to anyone willing 💜

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Weak-Tober 2023: 01 Bloodstain

There was blood staining the button down shirt of his uniform.

Baekjin found himself looking at the spot for a bit longer than he most likely should.

It had dried already, turning from red to brownish, stiffening the fabric and turning it scratchy, but if he soaked it now, it should wash out fully… It was a pity that there simply wasn't the time for it now.

imesMaybe he could make time, but the question was, if it would be worth it. On one hand, a dried blood stain could either indicate messiness, unkemptness or give him an intimidation factor. Or a combination of these three things, depending on who he was dealing with.

The problem was that this was his school uniform and he had no intention of appearing unkempt inside the school where keeping up his image and reputation had its own importance, especially when the further success of his plans depended on having a professional enough appearance to be taken serious.

If it had been one of his other clothes, he wouldn't care as much. It wasn't a big stain and not in a visible spot either, so he could get away with keeping small blood splatters on himself as a small cue to remind his followers to not underestimate him. For some reason they tended to think he was going soft if he turned up repeatedly without any stain on himself.

How quickly they could forget the beating he handed out was confusing though. Sure, most of them had only ever witnessed him giving these beatings and not felt them themselves-only few people ever forgot if he gave them the painful hits personally-but it should still leave some impression.

The blonde looked at the bloodstain again, rubbing his thumb over the fabric and feeling the rough and hardened texture the soft fibers had turned into.

Aspirin should work well to break down the blood and help keeping it from staining. Saliva would do the same, but he had better things to do than soaking part of his clothing in spit, even if they handed up in the washer right after. He was past the point where that was necessary. He had other options now.

Stains were an annoyance anyway. If everything would go as he wanted and if he didn't need to steer people one way or the other, if he wasn't dependant on these people acting as he made them, he wouldn't even bother to think about reasons not to remove stains.

He preferred clean clothing with no hint of inability to keep it clean.

Sighing, the teen looked up from the stain and around the hallway to locate the nearest bathroom.

It would suck to wear a wet shirt, but it would only be the sleeve and he wouldn't even need to get the whole sleeve wet.

And in the end, he couldn't afford stains on the uniform. He didn't want them there either.

Not long after, they heard the whinge of engines; soon, two SUVs arrived. Out jumped not local police, but a horde: 15 men armed with bats and axes. The documentary crew broke for Bosutar’s car but couldn’t get the locks in time. The attackers pried the doors open, snapped the key, slashed the tires, and smashed the camera equipment. They beat Mocanu, trapped between the car and the mountainside, unconscious. They clubbed Dragolea in the face. The director dove down the nearby ravine, where he hid under the roots of a fallen tree and called the police, begging them to come with their sirens on. “I said, ‘They’re killing the journalists in the forest, and they are tracking me down,’” he recounted. “I knew cases where people had died in the forest, I saw axes around me. If someone didn’t call, we were going to die for sure.”

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hey its pride month and idk about yall but I Could Use Some Life Altering Top Surgery!!!! i don’t think i’ll be able to raise the roughly 8,000 usd minimum needed for surgery directly off donations but every dollar counts! i got a temp job and was able to afford rent and bills this month, so i can at least put the donations into savings this summer and add to it til this job is over. idk. i’m tired of covering my mirrors ‘cause i don’t like looking at myself. i’ve got 400$ in savings to start my Boob Fund and if you want to help, i have donation links below! paypal.me/treesinspace / cash.me/$junabugs (p.s. send paypal donations as GIFT FOR FRIENDS/FAMILY, not PURCHASE, or paypal will think i’m a merchant and ask for tracking info)

I love that Zhu is like, "Let's go! Let's do this!" about getting into the caves with an underwater entrance when she can't even swim, and Ouyang is over there like, "This dude's crazy."

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