“Come over and fucking kill me if you dare, doggie bitch!”
Vulgar cussing came from a delicate appearance. With a taunting middle finger pointed at the woman, the bloodied young man drew his chain whips.
The battle was approaching its finale. The exhaustion was evident in both of their figures.
The woman gripped tighter onto her staff as she began to recite a spell. Despite the fatigue, the expression on her face was still lighthearted and filled with confidence.
“--supplicanus immortal!”
A feeling of trepidation had filled the young man’s heart and he sprang closer to her, trying to knock her staff out of her hands. He shot through the terrain, getting closer to her in mere milliseconds. It was a speed unfathomable for any human being, much less expected from the frail figure of the gaunt young man.
“Kekk–”
But it was too late. Blood spilled out of his mouth as his chest was impaled with a glowing spear of light. It disintegrated into particles of light as he fell to the barren, wrecked floor from the tumultuous battle.
“FUcking–”
Profanities continued to slip out of his mouth. He glared at the woman as he kept a hand over his wound.
He couldn’t accept this. After losing everything to her, he couldn’t accept that his revenge wasn’t even possible.
“You fucked up bitch. I can’t wait to see you in Pandemonium, after your ‘precious’ god condones you there with me!”
The man continued to spill blood from his mouth as he bitterly spat out his last goodbyes.
But the woman was unfazed by his angry curses. Instead, she knelt down to his side and tenderly hugged the person she had just stabbed. A faint glow appeared from her hands along with a delicate whisper.
“Luminous casia.”
The wounds on his body began to lessen as the man could only helplessly let himself be healed. The two slumped figures were no longer in combat, and instead huddled together like a pair of close lovers.
“MMmh! Fucking–”
The man seemed shocked. He struggled to break free from his long time enemy but it was no use. He was too weak, and fatigue was starting to catch up to him thanks to the healing spell. As he was fighting to keep his consciousness he heard her speak once more.
Her tone was light and airy. As usual.
“Don’t be silly. Neither of us will be seeing Mother Wryd for a while. I’ll have plenty of time to keep you to myself.”
The woman leaned closer to him and whispered in his ears as he twitched in discomfort.
He weakly peaked over his shoulder and saw her face along with her eyes.
Her eyes were filled with an obsessive color as her cheeks blushed in joy. He felt a familiar chill run down his back as he attempted to retreat away from her. The girl simply leaned closer with a daring smile.
Before he could register anything else, he blacked out just as his wound finished closing up.
The woman chuckled lovingly as he slipped into unconsciousness. She took a deep whiff of his body as he slumped closer to her in his knocked out state.
“I love you darling. Let’s spend the rest of our lives together.”
Her bright violet eyes were filled with an ecstatic color evocative of a morning glory in bloom. She had won.
THE END.
Magnificent.
“It’s finally over…”
Jackson was slumped over his table in relief as he sighed happily.
He just finished uploading the last chapter to his webtoon “The Obsessive Love Interests are all over me, Kya!”
It was a resounding hit and he was reluctant to let this money bag go, but at this point he had no choice but to do so. His fans were going crazy in the comments and in his tw**ter these days, and he heard rumors that they were planning on storming his precious house if he didn't end it soon. He panicked a little but decided to go ahead and do as they say. Luckily he was able to milk it for an additional year before anything like this happened. It was about time to end it, anyhow. He was tired.
It continued for four years.
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Numerous luxury watches, cars, and fancy vacation trips were ensured.
As he teared up a little in sentiment of his money, he eagerly watched the commenters slip in. He munched on his potato chips as he opened up the tab to the storm brewing in the comment section.
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Lmao that squigglymob author bastard finally ending it, lets gooooo
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Omgomgomgomg ASHHH AND LAVENDER! *licking screen*
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fml. this shit rly is trash undeserving of the top spot on *******. i can’t velieve this shit continued on for 4 yrs w lavender wining…garnet should’ve been with ash instead. like, lavender that sadistic fag*ot that acts like a man, istg. rly fucked up on this one, squigglymob. then again i could only fuck myself for following this crap for this long…”
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*believe
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fu
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I mean what did you expect. Its squigglymob. I didn’t have any hope left after the first time Ash got screwed by Lavender…
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Lavender may be a bitch, but why the hell are you using the f slurr…look, she’s that obsessed w Ash, a dude.
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hahahaha. good one. garnet and hermes are the best couple periodt.
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none of this ntr shit here.
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Your mom
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Oh god, here we go again…I can’t believe this thing is happening. Ig our boi is ending up locked up fr this time haha
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“Pfft.”
Jackson continued munching on his chips as he liked everyone that was praising him. The oil was dripping onto his keyboard but he didn’t care.
He continued scrolling through for an almost good hour. New comments sprung up, so he had a large task set out for him. But at the very least, he wanted to see his readers for the last time before he would start to go into hiding to prevent getting doxxed.
“In the end I win since I’m richer than all these bitches. Hahahahaha!”
With a smug smile Jackson crossed his arms across his dirty hoodie and ruffled his black hair a little. None of the curse comments got to him.
Because even now, the readers who all commented had to go through an advanced pay wall to get to the chapter. Which meant he was raking in money with every commenter and every hater.
He was ecstatic.
“Money money money! Dollar bills everywhere, baby.”
He was so happy he struck a pose like a power ranger. Luckily he lived by himself so he didn’t have to worry about being seen. Well, not that he would particularly change his behavior even if it was a little alarming to those in his surroundings.
He got back to scrolling through after gloating a bit more.
After humming a little tune inside his head, he stopped his tracks after seeing a certain comment.
I wish squigglymob would show the epilogue…i wouldn’t mind getting dommed by lavender, she’s so hot. I want her to xx and xxxxx, and then xxxxx with xxxxx or xxxxx. Then, she’d xxxxxxxxx….
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Based.
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“No way…”
People like that actually can’t exist. But here they were. Jackson felt himself internally screaming as he read the entire thread in morbid fascination. He felt another piece of his long gone innocence fade once again as he felt the holy spirit of god take his soul. Xx on xxxx in xxxx and xxxxx…
He made a promise to himself. After this, he was going to live in a buddhist temple for at least a year. In the future, all the works he was going to make would be sensical and wholesome, without him needing to care about how well they would be placed thanks to his sacrifice of four years here.
Fans will stop cursing him as the cursed squigglymob, and instead praise him as the goated squigglybob!
But just as the promise entered his mind, he felt a piece of the potato chip stuck in his throat.
“Ke–ughhk!”
Jackson was hacking away now as he desperately tried to dislodge it from his throat. It was no use. As he lifelessly slipped onto the floor, the last thing he saw was the image of Ash and Lavender glowing on his screen. He closed his eyes in disgust and allowed his life to fade faster.
A few days later, his frenzied fans found a post of his death and shared the news online.
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REPORT:
JACKSON AGE 23. PEN NAME SQUIGGLYBOB. CREATOR OF THE OBSESSIVE LOVE INTERESTS ARE ALL OVER ME, KYA!
DEATH BY BAG OF **** CLASSIC POTATO CHIPS.
TW**TTER
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Haha that yandere obsessed bastard got what he deserved
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Frfr. its karma bitch.
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God is real~
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