#Gotta love freaky body horror

[bunnylove1]

-ˏˋ. Ren headcanons ˊˎ-

✎ᝰ. : I Do not own this character! These headcanons are just for fun and may not be what the creator headcanons for there character! Please keep that in mind !

✎ᝰ. : warnings! 18+ content ! 14 days with you is an 18+ game so is my account if you are underage please leave. This writing contains, smutty acts, fluff, and more ! Not proof read!! You have been warned.

→ : I have a feeling ren has a bunch of those cheap Chinese toys that you’d get from the dollar store in a bin in his room. Idk he just looks like he would

→ : Rens closet is like those two houses that are opposite from one another yk what I mean that black and pink houses yeah that’s his closet.

→ : they definitely have a thing for public sex. Like come on the living room scene … I mean that dudes freaky.

→ : Ren is a big guy he’s 6’5 I see him having too get a bunch of pants he thinks are cool tailored too his size cause if not his whole ankle is going too show.

→ : they definitely like too Color. But like adult coloring books with colored pencils.

→ : if you where too live with them he'd put all your “special plates/cups” aka the ones you use frequently, on the top shelf so you have too get his help.

→ : lets you paint their fingernails, Dude love seeing your face go bright when he says yes.

→ : I know this dude has a thing for seeing you in black and purple. Idk why purple but I just think he’d be all happy and complement you 24/7 if you did wear those colors. Especially if it’s alt fashion

→ : Ren just gives off the vibe that he wants too be called a good boy while he dominates you. Like Imagine their fucking you dumb and all of a sudden they go “call me a good boy please” in like a breathy voice GAH.

→ : Definitely loves it when his partner bites or marks him he likes showing it off. As much as he can

→ : that ring that he wears, yeah that one. That’s definitely gotta be your future weeding ring.

→ : he likes when you draw imaginary shapes on any part of their body. Doesn’t matter were they just like the feeling.

→ : The best at taking photos of you. The beach scene just says it all. They’ll take as many as they can too get the perfect photo for you. He’d do anything for their angel

→ : Halloween with Ren definitely wouldn’t be boring. They’d drop a hint saying that a new horror house opened up for Halloween and if they saw you were interested he’d take you there.

→ : the same thing with Halloween I 100% see them wanting too do an angel and devil matching costume with you.

→ : randomly buys you flowers and leaves them at your door with a letter saying something like “have a good day angel” or “these were just so pretty and thought you’d like them”

→ : would have those pink fluffy dice in his car.

→ : they’re those people too like anime figures and get a bunch of them and get a case too put them in.

→ : would get a tattoo of his partners name. (Bad ren don’t do that shit.)

→ : into bondage and cum play definitely. Like tying your hands behind your back and putting a blindfold on you that definitely gets him hot and hard. They’d love seeing you covered with his cum. Mostly would like it too be on your stomach or inside you.

→ : I know this freak has a thing for you in costumes (like a cop or a nurse) idk he just gives me the vibe that it would make him hard.

→ : likes the sound of you gagging on him. especially if you have drool slipping out your mouth.

→ : he’s a switch no doubt about it. I just think it depends all on you how you feel. If you a dom I know he’d sub for you and if you a sub he’d dom for you. Ren would do anything for you.

→ : try’s too match your breathing when your asleep.

→ : I feel like he hates fish. Like food wise.

→ : would get you a custom made biker helmet with cat ears or something on it for when you ride with him.

→ : randomly scares you. Like not like he means it just they walk so quietly that he’d randomly appear behind you and you wouldn’t even notice till you turn around

→ : likes too hug you from behind while you cook, maybe even sway his hips while he does it.

✎ᝰ. : I did it !! Took me forever cause I got overstimulated half way through. Which is why it got kinda short at the end because I was starting too lose motivation…

✎ᝰ. : I hope you liked this pumpkins !! Non of this is going too be 100% canon because it’s not mine, these are just for fun remember!

[justmeinatree]

Oh, I Think She Said

Summary : a tooth rotting harryween treat.

Word Count : 1k

A/N : this is the cheesiest thing i’ve ever written, i dont know whether to love it or hate it

“you can’t be scary for shit !” you laugh, playfully smacking harry’s arm. 

you loved halloween, it was by far your favourite holiday. and being able to celebrate it with harryween was the icing on the cake. 

you did have a self imposed rule though, that you needed to have the opportunity for some kind of horror makeup, seeing as your night costume was matching with harry and “this was a family show,” so harry didn’t want to be scary on stage.

so now here you were, spending your day with harry around the stadium, both of you sporting some kind of freaky makeup, as he had insisted that you do something for him as well. 

the opportunities where harry lets you sit down with him and paint his face whichever way you want, are some of your favourite memories with him. he’s so trusting and fun loving, never wanting to know what you have planned, waiting for the surprise reveal, every time. in the end, he’s always so pleasantly surprised. looks himself over, admiring the details you’ve put in. and that’s just one example of when you really see the love he has for you, through the reflection in the mirror.

but right now, you wanted the photo that was being taken to match the vibe of the makeup and well, not a single bit of harry really matches the spookiness that is this makeup. he’s just a giant teddybear with black smeared on his face.

harry laughs, putting his hands up in defence before his strength takes hold over you, arms wrapping around your entire body, pinning you tightly to him.

you wiggle in his grip, trying to break free, but you both absolutely knew you weren’t going anywhere. harry’s much stronger than you are. you feel his lips pressing to your neck, his lips parting for his tongue to poke out, tasting your skin. “not letting you go until you apologize to me,” he murmurs against your ear and you can hear the smirk on his lips.

for a quick moment, you cuddle back into him, eyes closing, focusing on harry’s mouth against your neck. you faintly hear the clicking of a camera, photographer taking a few shots for you both, before someone else comes to whisk you away. the show was nearing, you needed to get into your costumes.

fluttering off hand in hand, you both end up in harry’s dressing room, washing off the dark makeup, going through an endless amount of wipes. your eyes focus through the mirror, on the costumes behind you, a flash of nervousness etching itself on your face. 

harry notices, about to say something before hearing you, “do you think they’re gonna get it ?”

“mine alone ?” harry hums pensively, “maybe not. but it’s planned that the camera will flash to you, remember ? your costume really completes it. s’that why you’re nervous ?”

you shake your head, you had gotten used to the cameras a long time ago. “aren’t you nervous,” you ask quietly, looking up at him. 

“have you seen what i’m wearing ? of course i’m nervous. nervous my prick’s gonna fall out,” he laughs, trying to lighten the mood. and it does work as he managed to pull a breathy laugh from you. but the worry is still present in your eyes.

“you know it’s time sweetheart,” he hums softly, smiling reassuringly at you. “can’t keep wearing this forever,” he nods towards you. “gotta let people know eventually.”

“i know,” you take a big breath, nodding. “i’m excited to tell everyone. i really am. but it’s still a bit scary, you know ?”

harry nods at that, leaning over to kiss the tip of your nose, then your lips, “i understand. and yes, i am a bit nervous too. but it’s a good nervous, yeah ?”

“mhmm,” you nod, kissing him again for a moment before he pulls away.

“right, can’t be late. lets do this baby,” he smiles, getting up with you and bringing you over to the clothes rack. you watch harry strip his robe off, as you do the same, both of you putting on your costumes.

they were fairly simple, but obvious none the less. you do take the time to laugh with harry as he slips on his tiny yellow shorts. christ, you really do hope tonight doesn’t end in a wardrobe malfunction. scary makeup would be far more appropriate for a family show.

fortunately for you, and in the spirit of harryween, the setlist has been altered. seeing as harry thought it to be totally unfair for you to be backstage for the entirety of the show, as the third song was coming up, a few notes from kiwi can be heard blaring through the speakers.

the crowd goes crazy, shocked to be hearing it so quickly in the set. harry’s spotted you, by the barricade, next to the security man you had both arranged this with. 

he makes it through the first verse, chorus, second verse, and as the second round of the chorus comes up, harry changes up the lyrics, belting out, “she’s having my baby !” 

and he’s pointing at you, the camera panning in your direction, as harry’s running up the catwalk to get to you. 

there you are, on the big screen, jumping around and singing along, in your juno costume, and beginnings of a baby bump on full display, having gone with a fairly tight striped tshirt. this was your first opportunity to go out without a sweater in almost a month now, and you were revelling in it. harry’s costume of bleeker now making perfect sense to the crowd. although so far, it wasn’t like anyone minded his little yellow shorts.

the crowd was screaming, absolutely losing their minds, chanting excitedly. the camera panning to some fans with tears in their eyes as harry’s now made it to where you are, smiling wider than you think he ever has, dimples etched deep in his skin, blowing you kisses.

you can see the adoration, excitement, pride, joy, how deep this moment is hitting him as he can hear, can see, can feel almost 100 000 people radiate excitement and pride and joy right back at him.

the song comes to an end and the crowd is screaming so loud, harry doesn’t get the opportunity to address them right away.

as things quiet down just a bit, he chuckles into the mic, “look at my beautiful girl. i’m gonna be a dad !”

……

Masterlist

tags : @gorlsinmultifandoms @cc-horan

[ctcaptaincorgi]

Ok, so I JUST finished my first playthrough of KOTOR 2. I played light side female. And we gotta talk. First, I actually gasped when I saw Carth and Bastila talking about Revan because I remember seeing a recording of Bastila that was meant for Revan, but that's only after I got enough influence with T3-M4 so I thought I'd never see her again. So I was VERY happy to see her without having to pry that information from T3's cold dead hands.

I found that a lot of the stuff that set up Revan to be gone for 300+ years, seemed to have been seeded in this dear game. I will say, one thing I hate about playing KOTOR 2 is the very depressing thought that in less than a year after the end of the game, the exile is going to die trying to save Revan. I like happy endings, and that's always denied from the main characters. So to cope, because I'm already needing a new desk top wallpaper anyway, I'm drawing a little scene of Revan and Meetra with some of their companions being happy after successfully killing Vitiate's current body. Scourge can see whatever visions of the Hero of Tython killing the Emperor all he likes, but I seriously need the KOTOR protagonists to have happier endings. Like, Revan can be captured for 5-6ish years no problem for the angst. But I need him coming back to Coruscant to be a dedicated Jedi, husband to Bastila, and father to Vaner. I need that so badly. Also, a thought occured to me. Revan doesn't have his own last name, because the last name that got passed down through the family, is Shan (e.g. Satele Shan and Theron Shan). So... Is Revan's current legal name Revan Shan? That's my head cannon.

ANYWAY, I honestly liked a lot that Nihilus doesn't really... Speak at all. The sounds that comes from him are almost that of an Eldritch horror because of how otherworldly they are. It really sells to me that he truly isn't human anymore. He is ONLY his hunger power. And prior to facing Nihilus, I let Visas meditate, which I didn't realize could've impacted the fight and her ultimate fate until I got the pop up to tell me I got LS points and that she has come to terms with the death of her world and likely some of the survivor's guilt and hatred towards Nihilus. I really wonder what would've happened if I said no. Welp, something to try out next time.

Those beasts on Malachor were freaky. I don't have much else to say, but I needed to say that. I'll be real, I had heard years ago that Sion was in love with the female exile, and while playing I was kinda like, "I don't know what kind of death sticks those people were smoking to get this mass delusion" but then, I was talking to him before facing Traya. And yeah, he was at least attracted to her. He still tried to kill me to spare me from getting broken by Traya. But y'all didn't contour that idea from nowhere.

Also, Atris used my character as bait to lure out the sith. Yay... Atris is honestly interesting in this respect. She hates the sith so much, that she justified her feelings and learning about them to stop them so much that she became like the very thing she despised. I still don't like her, but it's interesting.

Also, Kreia's line about falling really hits hard. "It's a quiet thing to fall..." But I truly love the reasoning behind Kreia's Darth name being so literal. I remember having a conversation with my brother about how most sith names seem to be a negative word and then remove or add a few letters. He asked for examples so I was like, "Plagueis = plague, Sidious = insidious, Nihilus = nihilation, Traya = betrayal" I honestly thought it was a bit silly for a sith Lord to want to destroy the source of her power, but her reason for hating the force is such a sithy reason because she hates that the force seems to have a will of its own and tries to control others. Being a sith is about assorting control and with the ultimate goal of never being the one controlled. So from the sith's perspective, it actually makes a bit of sense.

I decided to ask Traya before she died about what would happen to the various worlds I visited and my companions. I WAS RIGHT ABOUT THE MANDALORE BEING CANDEROUS ORDO. In this run I at least attempted to get everyone on the Jedi train, so they're the lost Jedi that were alluded to earlier in the game. She was able to tell me pretty much about all of them (Mira, Visas, and the Disciple) but when I asked about Atton she was like, "That idiot? The force will favor him as it does with all fools." And I saw the option to ask if Atton loves the exile and Traya's like "Stupid is as stupid does". She for real spent her final moments prophesizing about the long lives of my other companions and that they'll lead happy, better lives for having known the exile, and then is just dissing Atton. Like I might for real make something about this because it was just so funny to think about.

So for my next playthrough of this game, I'm moving on to the restored content modded version. Because I couldn't take it sometimes with the regular switch version.

[sweetstench]

answering a bunch of questions

i get lots of asks but i'm bad at responding to them, so here's a big post where i answer all of em in a row. sorry if i missed any

thank you! honestly voice acting for my videos has helped me a lot over the years; I find it a lot easier to experiment with my voice in character, when it’s detached from my own ego. re: publicly transitioning, i can only speak from my own experience, but i’ve found it just takes a lot of baby steps to get where you want to be. it’s awkward at first but i much prefer to be awkwardly me rather than someone i’m not. i believe in you!

thanks, that's very considerate! yeah i'm sweetstench on youtube, tiktok, and twitter, and i'm sweet.stench on ig because someone else got it. i'll add the links to my blog header at some point, i hardly know how to use this website

i'm carter amelia davis, and i don't make creepy videos, all of my videos are nice :)

NO!!! that is not ok

hmm i live in minneapolis, that must have been my philly doppelganger

cool, i'm glad i did a good job tagging that one. someone actually requested the “parasite” tag for that one so i added it. it seems like people really want to define their own experiences on here and i respect that. tagging my posts kinda makes it so I can’t post “in character,” but i also don’t want people to be uncomfortable. my goal with the gore and body horror shit is to be nasty, so i can’t fault people for finding it nasty, haha. just trying to do my best

thanks, it's been a good one. i had some good tamales

this is so sweet of you to say! means a lot, truly <3

i have to imagine this was sent with good intentions but it feels like a well-crafted neg, haha. anyway peace n luv xoxo

i'm pleased to hear that i’m giving off leaking gas pipe woman vibes. Very cunty

not sure how to engage with this one , never had someone hit on me anonymously.. you correctly clocked me as a lesbo tho, haha

nope, can't dwell on my past work. gotta keep moving forward!

you must be cutie-melon to the fullest extent!

i looked it up, this is some freaky stuff! thanx for recommend

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i hereby grant swagheartwerewolf permission to fuck, in general. they are no longer banned from making love. that is my decree.

[quirkwizard]

So with the two freaky hand guys killing each other in an upcoming Death Battle, I gotta ask- what are some matchups you would like to see for characters to be put into animation? Like one MHA and one non MHA character to be clear.

So when it comes to match ups, I have three criteria: It needs to be thematically relevant, both need to be relatively equal in power, and there needs to enough to go off of for both fighters. I understand Stain vs Billy Butcher, but Stain only has two real fights across the whole franchise and I don't think it'd be that fun of a fight. And I'll try to keep it to one MHA character and one franchise in total because I have enough ideas to make a whole other list of options, which I can still do, and I need to limit them somehow.

Himiko Toga vs Toko Fugawa: Two unassuming high school girls turned maniac killers all in the name of love. The two are surprisingly equal physically, having a match based on knives as the main weapon hasn't been done before, and having the two banter back and forth about love has a lot of potential. Runner Up-Harley Quinn: There are so many jokes I can make about pairing these two together, but I just say I don't think Harley is interesting enough as a fighter for this matchup.

Bakugou vs Dot Barrett: Two self proclaims gods of explosions and rivals whos brash, delinquent personality hides their insecurities. And I just think this fight would be a really fun spectacle. Just the two's angry, over the top personalities clashing against one another as they turn the battlefield into a fireworks factory. Runner Up-Shinra: Originally a pretty good match up character and power wise, the few that Bakugou had, but Shinra becoming a god screws all this up.

Endeavor vs Laxus Dreyar: Two elementalists whose obsession with power hurt their families and then sought redemption for it. This could be different form a lot of elemental fights, as these two are just as much brawlers as they are spammers of their elemenets. You could also have a fun dynamic where the two see they're trouble family member in the other and there's banter based around that. Runner Up-Judge Vinsmoke: Look, this fight is amazing character wise, but what feats does Judge even have? Does he even have enough footage for a fight?

Dabi vs Azula: Two blue flame users that live to torment their younger brother and try to get the attention of their awful father. I'm not the biggest fan of Endeavor vs Ozai, but I really like this one. Besides all the neat visualizes of using blue fire, I think it'd be neat to see someone as manipulative as Azula fight a mental mess like Dabi. And the pen ultimate clash beginning when both are in full crash out mode? Now that would be fun. Runner Up-Winter Schnee: I'm only mentioning this out of obligation. They are similar enough in terms of powers, but I'm just not seeing the character connections.

All Might vs Captain Falcon: Two powerful predecessors who dominated their field with a winning smile and powerful punches. There's no real deeper meaning here. I just think these two are close enough in power, I like both of the characters, and it would be a lot of fun to see the two fight one another with their powerful punches and over the top personalities. Runner Up: Terry Bouregard-I can kind of see the connection between them, but I don't think it's strong enough to justify as whole fight.

All For One vs Kenjaku: Two long lived, manipulative planners infamous for stealing powers and bodies. This is another case of the two just throwing different powers at one another. I can just imagine the battlefield becomes this horror show as the two fight it out, throwing barbs and plans at one another. Naturally, they're be a final clash between the Omni-Factor Unleash and the Maximum: Uzumaki. Runner Up: Sukuna-This match up was super close for a lot of reasons, but I just felt like Kenjaku was the more interesting pick character and power wise.

Tomura vs Kabuto: Two white haired, self made orphans turned lab rats using stolen powers to destroy the world as we know it. I want to see these two fight and see how all of their abilities interact with one another. I think it'd be fun to see this constant game of them mixing and countering powers to work against on another. Which is nothing to say of them breaking out their respective undead minions half way through the fight. Runner Up-Kylo Ren: Like, I get why people pair these two off, but I don't think he's that interesting of a fighter, at least not when compared to Tomura.

Izuku vs Miles Morales: Two legacy characters who try to find their identity and their own way of being the heroes they are. It was either him or Ms. Marvel. And Miles just had better connections and more consistent abilities across his versions. You'd have to composite Miles to make it a fair fight, but I think that you could make a good match up out of this given all their powers and gadgets that we see the two use. Plus their nicer attitudes would be unique for banter. Runner Up-Shiro Emiya: A lot of thematic connections, but the multiple timelines of continuity for Fate makes this super complicated.

[simplylove101]

2024 Horror Challenge: [1/?]

↳“They say time heals all wounds, but time is the wound.” Lisa Frankenstein (2024) dir. Zelda Williams

Plot: A coming-of-rage love story about a teenager and her crush, who happens to be a corpse. After a set of horrific circumstances bring him back to life, the two embark on a journey to find love, happiness - and a few missing body parts.

Starring: Kathryn Newton, Cole Sprouse, Liza Soberano, Henry Eikenberry, Joe Chrest & Carla Gugino

Goodness, another horror challenge has officially begun (technically this wasn't my first horror watch of the year, I have a few others I need to make a review for) but it figures this would be the one that convinces me to make the first post for this year's challenge (my 8TH YEAR doing it!) I was excited about it when I first heard it was going to be a thing. It looked like it was gonna be super fun as a concept. Not that it's completely original (reanimating life has been done more than plenty. Case in point - I literally watched Poor Things before this. lmao) but knowing that the script was coming from the zany mind of Diablo Cody (Juno, Jennifer's Body) I knew to go into this expecting the tone to be at least slightly off. And well, ofc it was. lol I don't know if it ended up being an instant classic as I thought it would be but I honestly don't really care because overall, I did really enjoy it. Kathryn Newton really impressed me once again like she did in Freaky, really owning that scream queen title. I loved her so much. And her chemistry with Cole was rather solid imo, despite his role mostly being silent. I thought Liza Soberano was a definite scene stealer as her step-sister Taffy as well. And ofc I gotta mention the wonderful Carla Gugino who is always good because her character was quite memorable, despite not being in it very long. I'm a sucker for a comedy horror so I'm not surprised I ended up liking it even though I've seen some mixed reactions (tho more good) It probably could have been better but I will say, even the movies from the 80's that you can tell inspired this one even had their flaws so let's not pretend they were perfect. I think this lived up enough to my expectations that I'm gonna say it now, I can see this one making it on the end-of-the-year faves list. Maybe it won't be for everyone but I think it was pretty good, for whatever that's worth. lol

[pfffsfic]

Post-Fall Falls False Starts- Chapter 14: Hard To Kill (Part 2)

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This chapter contains a mature theme present in canon (Journal 3).

Rob arrived opposite the Mystery Shack by pure, blind luck after only fifteen minutes and discovered absolutely nothing of significance happening after a cursory glance through the wall (an action that felt somehow illicit). That didn't bode well. Surely the presence of a giant ice cream cone and/or a freaky cyclops would cause a panic, right? Either the 'problem' had been swiftly dealt with or neither Bill nor Sarah had actually come here, which, well, if they weren't here, where on Earth could they be? Had he misread her intentions? Why oh why hadn't he asked her for clarification on the plan? Oh, right- she had left before he could even finish his sentence! Being a ghost kind of sucked. Then again, she probably would have done the same thing if he wasn't a ghost, too. Why couldn't he have gotten stuck with somebody more sensible?

With a bitter sigh and a hung head that felt more self-loathing than anything, he turned away and headed into town to face the crippling fear of seeing new people that he found out he had apparently developed. Great.

-

Bill stumbled aimlessly around. He still had that grimace-looking grin on his face, but after tailing him through town, sneaking behind lampposts, slipping into shadowy patches, and blending in with the occasional yellow or orange object, Sarah thought he might not actually know the way to where he wanted to go. Part of her wanted to step out and give him directions, but- and this only occurred to her after she had already put one foot into the light- she didn't really know her way around either.

He turned around at the noise of her footstep and she quickly darted behind the corner of a building. When he followed, she was 'gone', or rather she had quickly scrambled onto the roof of the building and was now peering over the edge at him. To him, she might as well have been gone, though, and so he turned to the sign above the door, a sign that indicated this was-

He laughed loudly to himself and ran into the general store, smacking into the door hands-free so hard it opened up for him.

Sarah flinched and shook her head as if to say, 'oh, eldritch demons puppeteering physical bodies- you gotta love them'. She wondered whether it was intentional or an accident. Bill's next action was to smack abruptly into several merchandise stands and draw the attention of a few shoppers, which didn't help answer that question.

She hid at the edge of the doorway as he pulled a hoodie reading 'KEEP CALM AND CARRY ON... COMPLIMENTING ME ON MY HOODIE!' from a rack with other kitschy clothing. The chest was a bit too large on Rob's skinny frame and the hood was a bit too small for his massive head to fit comfortably, but after a moment of rather painful squeezing he managed to get it on and even pull it down over his eye. That and a pair of pink exercise sweatpants made it hard to tell he wasn't just a gaunt human with no fashion sense and a taste for outdated slogans (or, since this was probably 2012, perfectly popular slogans). Rob had a bit of (Elmore) money in his backpack, but Bill didn't realize that. Heck, he might not have even realized the thing on Rob's back was a backpack at all. Instead, he opted to make a mad dash for the door. The clerk hurried from behind his counter and put a hand on Bill's shoulder and then Rob's head spun 360 degrees with a loud snap.

"Woah," whispered Sarah to herself, "Rob can do that?"

"Woah," said Rob, watching in horror from about 15 feet away, having arrived moments earlier, "I can do that?"

A sinking feeling in his chest told him that maybe the snap meant he couldn't do that. And here Bill was, a glutton for pain with a total disregard for his capabilities, doing it anyway. At least he wasn't dead. Wait, he didn't have a neck- what snapped? Would it hurt when he got the body back? Agh.

"S-sir," the clerk stuttered, quaking in his boots, "You can't just knock out half our customers, steal our merchandise, and leave! You need to at least pay for those clothes!"

"Hey, hey! I didn't knock anybody out-" Bill glanced over and saw that two of the five or so other shoppers were on the ground- "on purpose."

"Are you even human? 'Cause, I could have sworn-"

Bill reached up and flicked him in the eye.

"I'm Rob, and I'm robbing you!" he said in a very un-Rob way. As soon as the clerk reached for his phone, Bill grabbed it out of his hand and tossed it on the floor, shattering it into a menagerie of electronic bits and pieces. He was gone before he could hear that a customer was calling 911. If he realized at all that his odd outfit made him an easy criminal to describe, it didn't concern him. Now, he just had to get to the-

He, just like Rob and Sarah, didn't know which direction it was in. And then Rob tapped him on the shoulder.

"Are you looking for the Mystery Shack, dude?"

"That's none of your-"

"It's that way," Rob said, pointing down the road. "I went there when I was looking for you."

Bill turned around, went all, 'why are you being so nice to me?' for a moment, and then ran off in the direction of Rob's outstretched finger, giving a little nod as thanks, something he was entirely unaccustomed to doing. Rob's mindscape arm fell limp at his side once again. Just then, Sarah's eyes blinked on the wall next to him, startling him, and she stepped out of the shadow of an awning with a pack of socks.

"Rob! Wherever you are! Look what I got!" she whisper-shouted, backing into the shadow again when a few patrons left the general store looking fearful. He waited for her to elaborate and eventually she did. "Even the drabbest sock can be a puppet with a little bit of imagination, right? Oh, I hope this works."

With that she tossed the sock into the road. He reached for it, tried to slide his hand into it, and found that it went right through. Sarah's hope faded with every passing moment.

"Wait right here. I'll go steal a phone!"

He would have done a spittake if he had anything in his mouth, but he ended up just dropping his jaw as Sarah once again slid out of sight. She returned a few short moments later with a flip phone and a proud little grin.

"I used to do this all the time when I needed to stalk 'somebody's' messages, if you know what I mean," Sarah chuckled, doing air quotes. "The hard part was getting into the house."

Rob, who had squatted in 'somebody's' house for upwards of several months and stolen plenty of things from his family, was more concerned by her words than he had any right to be, but he shook his head and reached for the phone and put it to his nonexistent ear. "Testing, testing," he said, and Sarah grinned sleazily in response.

"Coming through loud and clear! By which I mean, be a little quieter."

Before he could process those instructions, she grabbed the phone out of midair with his arm still attached and pulled him indirectly into a shady spot behind a dumpster.

"What was your plan with sending him on his way? Trying to expedite the plot? What if this makes some sort of time paradox happen? You know, that's actually cool with me, because it's like, you know, canon divergence- I'm gonna have to keep a close eye on how everything plays out from here, and I'm gonna have to make a mental note of everything. Ha ha, whoops, did I just get a little intense there?"

Rob's voice came through the receiver on the phone.

"A little."

"We should go to the Shack and see what he does. And then help him out! Or would it be better to stop him?"

"He-"

"Imagine being his allies, Rob! Wouldn't that be so cool? We've been off to a rocky start, but, like, he likes freaks and one-eyed people, right? I just assume so considering- well, that's not important. Anyway, you're both of those things, but I mean the first one as a compliment, or at least a neutral type deal..."

"-HE'S NOT GOING TO THE SHACK!"

"What?"

"I pointed him in the wrong direction! What, you think I want to help him?"

"You did kinda sorta give up your body."

"That was your plan! I was running on fifteen minutes of sleep back there! This whole thing is insane- if it was up to me I'd have stayed far away from all of this, but no, you had to- to meddle with the plot!"

"To be fair, Bill did visit you in your dreams before I even did anything."

"..."

"Rob? You there?"

He sighed theatrically and then turned the phone off, signaling an end to the conversation. This whole thing was messing with Rob's head.

-

This whole thing was messing with Bill's head, too, and that was no small feat.

No matter how many permutations he ran, no matter how much of his vast knowledge he racked for answers that would have his predicament suddenly make sense, he came up empty, like a late prospector panning for gold thirty years after the end of the Gold Rush. Moreover, as he saw the treeline approaching, he realized that either the kid had pulled a fast one on him or he had veered so far off course with these inhumanly long legs that he was no longer headed for his intended destination. Both of them made his blood boil (if this body had any- which he was beginning to doubt).

Every time he resolved to just abandon these two creeps and their annoying holier-than-thou attitude for the safe predictability of his original plans, part of him said, 'it'd be so satisfying to find a cheap and easy way out', which was true. It would also be satisfying to finally get the upper hand in the little game he was so sure those two were playing with him! If only he could figure out what sort of game it was! Could he really be overthinking all this? Was he digging himself into a pit? No, it couldn't be. They were mortals, albeit annoying mortals, and he had no reason to fear them and their bizarre nonchalant attitude and their weird biology and their uncomfortable personal knowledge about him and his future plans- no reason to fear them! No reason to fear them! No, this wasn't fear, it was confusion! Confusion that somehow felt worse than fear. He couldn't get tired because he was a being of pure energy, and yet somehow his old mortal foibles were coming back to haunt him. Unbeknownst to him, though, this body was also getting tired. His leg was dragging and his coordination was getting worse with every passing sleepless moment.

This wasn't the way to the portal. But then which way was it?

His vision flashed red. If he left the mind now he was never ever getting another chance to find out about Rob's escape method. He had one choice and one choice only.

He stumbled to the edge of the treeline, fell over onto his back, and slept. Rob reentered the body at 75 miles per hour. Thankfully, it wasn't in the state to wake up even as its foremost occupant changed.

'Why, oh why won't somebody hand me the answers?' Bill thought, and then he was in the dreamscape again like this was his much-loathed office job and he had a paycheck to work towards. He did- he did. His paycheck was his party a billion years in the making. He just had to work for it... work smarter, not harder. He was a smart guy. he had to do this in a smart way. One well-placed teleport later, he found himself in a familiar room.

"Do you guys want out of those cages?" he asked.

"No," said memory-Rob #1.

"Nuh-uh," said memory-Rob #2.

"We aren't about to help you with your plan," said Superintendent Rob. "Do you take us for fools?"

All five eyes in the room turned to memory-Rob #3, who conveniently avoided all four gazes.

"I want out," he said.

With a snap of Bill's fingers, three cloth coverings were back on and the bars of the fourth cage were rendered soft and pliable.

"Am I your apprentice? Could you teach me tips for how to laugh like you?" Wrecker- it was a much catchier name than memory-Rob #3- asked, pushing the bars apart and looking up at Bill with a sparkling pupil. "Not to be too clingy, of course. It doesn't need to be an apprenticeship! It could be a leader/henchman sort of thing! I don't normally fancy myself a henchman, but for you I could certainly make an exception."

Geez, was this guy seriously still part of present-day Rob? If he could bring this side of the kid out in the waking world he could definitely use it to his advantage.

"...Can I call you 'boss'?" Wrecker asked. This was all moving too fast.

"Uh, call me what you want. I have a very important job for you."

"Ah! A job! What kind of job, boss?"

"We're going to divide and conquer. You take, say, everything west of this office, I take everything east. You scour this dreamscape and try to find the memory of how the kid got out of his dimension. I'll do the same. And- tell you what- if this all works out, I'll give you a little something in return when I copy his methods and get out myself! How does a physical body sound?"

"We have a physical body already, boss."

"No, I mean one just for you. You're special, kid, and I like that. I'm offering to turn you into a separate person from the sad sack in charge! I'll make you, uh, an enforcer for me. And I'll give you your own wrecking ball and free reign to destroy anything you'd like."

"Do you think of me as some wanton force of destruction? Let it be known that Dr. Wrrrecker is a coordinated force of destruction with his own goals-"

"Just to be clear, you're talking about yourself?"

"I would have thought that was obvious. Anyways, as I was saying, I don't destroy for the purpose of destruction, no, I destroy for the purpose of ruining my nemesis and the things he loves... and sometimes for my personal benefit, but that's neither here nor there- ahem! I don't want your wrecking ball. No, no, scratch that, I do want it. But I want it to be plated in gold! And I want room and board! And I want you to help make my nemesis suffer for his wrongs!"

"Your nemesis, huh? Who is that?"

"He-"

Wrecker hummed absently to himself, tapped his chin, and walked in a small circle.

"Ah, you know, it'll come to me by the time weirdmageddon begins, I'm sure. Let's start the job! It's a pleasure working with you!"

The eager young evildoer rushed off before Bill could ask him where he learned the 'W' word. Hey, if that personality had main-Rob's memories, why couldn't Bill just ask him-

"Hey! Hey, I have a better idea! And an easier one, too!"

Wrecker turned around.

"Just let me know how Rob- I mean you- I mean- you know what I mean! Why don'tcha tell me how he made it to and from the nightmare realm?"

"To? Let me think- ah, that's easy. On the back of a van."

"...Huh? Uh, did I hear you right, just now?"

"It was a red van," Wrecker clarified, as if that helped.

"And from? How did he get from the nightmare realm into the third dimension?"

"If I tell you that, the deal will be off."

"Of course, of course. What a laugh! One more thing. Where'd you learn the word weirdmageddon, huh? Nobody has even said it yet."

"Telling you that also means the deal will be off... boss."

Bill dug his fingers into what passed for his forehead and turned red-hot without even thinking about it.

"...Uh, are you okay?"

"I'M JUST-" he pulled himself together- "CONSIdering my choices, here. You get it."

"Don't worry, I'm no stranger to anger issues, boss-"

"I DO NOT HAVE ANGER ISSUES!" Bill was red again, and Wrecker was defensively raising his hands. "IF YOU HAD TO DEAL WITH YOURSELF, YOU'D BE ANGRY TOO!"

"I'm dealing with myself every second of every day."

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEAN AND YOU KNOW IT! I CAN ONLY IMAGINE WHAT SORTS OF OPPORTUNITIES I'M LOSING OUT ON BECAUSE I'M HERE SPEAKING TO YOU!"

"Then why don't you just leave?"

Bill shrunk back down into unassuming yellow.

"You and I agree on one thing, at least. You know what? I'm leaving. I'm ending this right here, right now... no. No, I have a much better idea!"

"Excellent. What's the idea, boss?"

"Don't call me boss, you worthless irregular disaster!"

"I- okay. What's the-"

"You'll find out." Bill let out a spine-chilling laugh. "YOU'LL FIND OUT! CIAO!"

"Alright, I won't push the topic," said Wrecker as the dreamscape dissolved. That last echoing declaration on Bill's part had rung out across the cyclops' consciousness and was the last thing in present-day Rob's head as he watched his body get up off the ground and scan the sky around him. All hesitation was gone from his face. Rob's stomach churned at the thought of this 'much better idea', and it only got worse when Bill noticed- and started towards- the water tower poking above the trees. It only took a few minutes on a path through the woods to get there. At the foot of the structure, Bill leaned up against one of the support poles and turned to Rob, who had forgotten for a moment that Bill could see him.

"Remember how I said you're gonna die at 67?"

"Yeah. Don't tell me-"

"Let's change fate. You're all about defying fate, aren't you, pal?"

"Wait! Please, don't kill me, man, I barely even did anything with my life!"

"Bodies are just limiters on the true power of the mind! I'm not killing you- I'm giving your mind the chance to live for the rest of eternity. It's called generosity, kid, ever heard of it?"

"You think I want this? You're insane!"

"S-"

"Your next line is, 'sure I am, what's your point?'"

"...N-No it wasn't. It was, uh, gonna be something else..."

"What? What, pray tell, was it gonna be?"

"Uh, uh- that doesn't matter! I won't give you the satisfaction of hearing my comeback! From now on it's plan A and only Plan A, and Plan A doesn't involve you or your ice cream girlfriend. All I have to do is get you out of my way!"

"She's not my girlfriend!"

"I couldn't care less if I had an eternity to try, kid! From here on out, as my own boss, I'm making an executive decision to ignore you!"

With that, he slowly began to summit the tower, and Rob's begging fell on deaf (and nonexistent) ears.

-

Sarah wasn't looking skyward. Even if she had been, the far side of the water tower would have been out of view from her vantage point, but that hardly mattered, because right now she was more concerned with making sure Rob knew he was wanted by the police. Earlier she had heard someone near the station mention something about a 'manhunt', which she worried was a sign of an impending search for her incredibly conspicuous and not-so-stealth-minded camping buddy. She slunk around, occasionally sticking her phone out like a dowsing rod and swinging it in a slow arc. No sign of any interference. 'Not to worry', she thought to herself, 'even if they do find him, I could probably take them'

... as long as she could find him before they did.

-

The van pulled onto the highway and out of a transient portal, wheels screeching against the asphalt, engines roaring, its driver's mind racing faster than his body. He would get his money from that thieving shoplifter girl and then be back to safety...

...as long as he found her before the time police found him.

-

"You thought you could pull the wool over my eye? Outplay a master manipulator on his own turf? Get the last laugh? You're nobody!"

"I never thought any of that. This is all one big misunderstanding, I swear. Please, please, don't do this."

"Hearing you beg almost makes this whole thing worthwhile, you know that? Say goodbye."

The drop was enormous. As Rob looked down, he thought, 'I've only ever been this high up once before', and then he thought, 'wait a minute, I've been this high up once before!'

His pleading caught in his throat.

"...Bye. It's been good knowing you," Rob said with a sudden tiny smirk that gave Bill pause.

"Looks like you accepted your fate, is that it?"

"I accepted my fate, alright. Just- I'm curious- how many of my memories did you look through?"

"Most of 'em."

Rob said nothing more.

"I like your style. No need for a big climax! Let's end this like an art film- without much fanfare, and with a pit in your stomach afterwards that'll last a long, long time!"

Bill stepped to the edge of the tower with that same psychotic grin and Rob looked away. There was silence for several too-long seconds and then a loud crunch. Bill opened his eye- no, Rob's eye. Why was he still in Rob's body?

He peeled himself up from the dirt and wriggled his fingers. Not dead. NOT DEAD?! He could- he could try something else! He could use a bear trap, or shoot himself, or use a chainsaw- but what if none of those worked? What if he ended up wasting even more time than he already had and making a fool of himself? Where was he even gonna get a gun or a chainsaw if he couldn't find his way around one tiny town? It wasn't fair! Nothing was ever fair for him!

"WHAT ARE YOU?"

"I'm a cartoon character," said Rob, crossing his arms.

"'Scuse me?"

"Knock yourself out, man!" Rob floated down to him and leaned right into his face, striking a dramatic pose as if his nonexistent self-esteem had suddenly regenerated in full. "I've been blown up! Battered! Squeezed through the universe's ringer! Erased from existence- twice! There is nothing you can do to me, dude, so face it."

There was just a little bit of Wrecker coming through- but not the part that would help Bill. He had all of the confidence and none of the naïveté.

"I'll break your arms."

"Oh, they'll get better."

"You're not even gonna protest?"

"You want me to protest! I'm not doing what you want anymore! I'm doing what I want! Me! It's my life! From now on this story is about me!"

"...I don't want you to punch yourself in the face."

"Nice try. I don't want to punch myself in the face, either."

"Worth a shot. You'll see me again when doomsday comes, and then I'll make you punch yourself in the face over and over again for the rest of eternity. Who's really getting the last laugh? Chew on that one!"

Rob thought, 'joke's on you, doomsday's only gonna last a few days', and then thought, 'actually, a few days of punching myself in the face over and over will still be pretty bad'. He said neither thing out loud as Bill headed for the main road with a visible limp and slightly-tempered smile.

"The cars are gonna see you and stop before they hit you, you know."

"You're overestimating human drivers and underestimating tight corners! See, I'm gonna hide behind this rock and dive in the way of the first automobile that passes by!"

"I'm gonna... float away and leave you to it."

"Stick around and watch me. What are you, chicken?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"I'm in tune with my own limitations. Can you say the same?"

"I have no limitations!"

Rob was already either out of earshot or pretending to be out of earshot. Bill was, as he had done many times before, setting up a future of pain and suffering for an unlucky mark of his, so why did it feel like he was the loser this time? As he put his plan into action he swore that he would never think about any of this again the moment it was over. His reaction speeds were too slow, or the driver's reaction speed was too fast- the van swerved to a stop just inches from his face and a shadowy figure popped its head out of the window. A bold choice, in broad daylight.

"Rob!" said the driver, and Bill recalled something like this in one or two of the memories he had seen. Hey, wait a minute, this was a red van...

"Have you met up with Sarah, at all? I have a pressing matter I need to speak to her about."

"I'm not Rob," Bill responded.

"You aren't? Could have fooled me. Then who-"

"Do you want infinite wealth? Infinite power? Infinite fame?" Bill's voice was hoarse. "Lemme tell you, it's your lucky day. I have a friend who would give you aaaall of that in exchange for a tiny favor. You'd just need to head back to the Nightmare Realm and pick him up! Think you can manage?"

"Maybe. What's the Nightmare Realm?"

Bill smacked his head on the hood of the van so hard it left a tiny dent.

"I thought you were the one who took him to that forsaken place! Whaddaya mean, 'what's the nightmare realm'?"

"Who's 'him?"

"..."

"Are you alright?"

"...I hate you. I hate you and Rob and Sarah and whatever backwards dimension you folks clawed your way out of! I can't believe I've been wasting so much time on your pointless little companions! This isn't over! THIS ISN'T OVER!"

And in that moment, it was over. The body was vacated. Rob felt a searing pain in his, well, everything. Just then, driven by some contrivance of fate, Sarah appeared in the distance.

"Bill! Rob! There's something I have to tell you!"

"Bill's not here," mumbled Rob, and then passed out yet again, leaving Sarah to approach the van.

"You came back!" She giggled. "How much for that DVD?"

"Thirty bucks."

"I don't have thirty bucks. See, if I had, I would have totally paid for it-"

"Neither of you are leaving this place until you earn me my money."

"Rob has 15 bucks!"

"Rob didn't steal from me-" The shopkeeper then remembered that Rob had, in fact, stolen from him on at least one occasion- "...this time."

"30 bucks! I have my ways! I'll have them in to you by, say, the end of the night?"

"No stealing."

Sarah's face fell.

"Uh, no stealing...?"

"My purchases come with moral lessons. I'm trying to teach you that stealing is wrong- no stealing the money you're going to use to pay for the DVD."

"How will you tell? And- and- isn't most of the stuff you sell pretty much illegal?"

"Most of the stuff I sell has no laws on the books about it yet."

"So why do you care if I steal?"

"It's the principle of the thing! Moral lessons are my whole deal!"

"Fine, fine, I'll get you your money. You said nobody's leaving? Does that include you?"

"Oh, no. I'm leaving. I'll be back tonight. I'm kind of on the run from the time police a little bit."

"Hwuh?"

"Thirty bucks! Tonight!" said the shopkeeper, and the van darted nimbly around Rob's collapsed body, vanishing in a cloud of exhaust.

[baiika]

//Silly hcs on what I think my muses' fave horror games would be. These are primarily computer-based bc I hate console gaming. Additionally, there's some potentially triggering content in the pictures alone, including body horror, gore, & corpses. Reader discretion is advised.

Blitz: The Price of Flesh (dev's tunglr)

TPoF is a really spectacular visnov. The premise is you're trafficked to one of three killers. There's ton of art, endings, customization, & some NSFW content if that's your thing, but it isn't for the faint of heart. I especially loved Celia's story. Otherwise, there's a ton of really great gore in Mason's story line.

Anyway I think Blitz would like it because of its fucked up sex elements <3 He seems depraved enough to enjoy the power dynamics & extensive dubcon.

Karin: Pumpkin Panic

Pumpkin Panic is a game I only started playing recently BUT it's like Stardew Valley on a bad shrooms trip. Like the art style alone is delicious. My only complaints about the game have been that I can't customize controls & the usage of certain Native American monsters I'm fairly certain we're not supposed to use in media, but idk the dev so I might be wrong?

Ordinarily, I'd chalk up the farming element to Momo, BUT seeing as the protag is being pursued by several monsters during gameplay, & is trynna escape the place because of the monsters, I think it fits Karin spectacularly.

Layla: Doki Doki Literature Club

This visnov is viral & has been out for ages so I don't feel like I need to extrapolate on it.

Anyway, Layla would initially be drawn to the cutesy premise, but then just wanna save everyone lol.

Momo: The Cat Lady

Ordinarily, I don't care for puzzle games since I'm not very good at them, but this game is one of my favorite artistic pieces to date, dabbling in suicide, death, monsters, & more.

This was actually really hard to decide on. Momo is artistic enough to enjoy a lot of the niche games I've played; Fatum Betula, Garage: Bad Dream Simulator, Squirrel Stapler... but The Cat Lady won out because I think Momo would relate to the protagonist since they share severe mental unwellness & a violent streak. Helps she's actually good at puzzles.

Nemu: The Mortuary Assistant

This is also a viral game. I think Markiplier picked it up or some shit & it got traction? I don't keep up with YTers. Anyway, you play as a mortician with a dark part, but demons are trying to possess the bodies, so you gotta exorcise 'em. This one isn't for the faint of heart either. The demons are pretty freaky but there's some mechanics that are potentially stomach-churning. BUT I'm a sucker for anything involving demons & the gameplay is genuinely stupendous with a ton of replayability.

Anyway, I use a ton of Christian iconography in Nemu, & the medical element would appeal to her.

Ryuuji: Dead by Daylight

Another I don't think needs extrapolation since it's so mainstream.

Anyway, I think Ryuuji would like the challenge of playing either as a killer or survivor.

[strawberry-cake-roll]

Raven Rambles-

One thing abt Raven that I always forget about when drawing him is he’s very freaky to people in his universe, like they strike the worst uncanny valley feeling appearance wise. I think I wrote down somewhere that if eyes were the window to the soul there wouldn’t be anything staring back, like dead eyes but oddly worse? They’re very corpse like and that effect is only exemplified by this gross film that’ll grow over his eyes and have to be picked out every so often. He’s also kind of an asshole about it too, he knows the effect he has on people and he uses that to ‘toy’ with them, sometimes to see who he’s (kind of) safe with, but mostly to be sadistic. I love that fella but he already had behavioral problems, and being resurrected really did NOT make them any better lol. His heart also doesn’t beat, which is something that unsettles Leon the most compared to all their other body horror shenanigans.

I really gotta start capturing that dreadful feeling his presence carries in my drawings (eventually ofc, rn I’ve got some silly art in my backlog of stuff to do. Just started school so I’m probs gonna be kinda slow with my projects)

[judegrigsby]

"Oh, man, yeah the bosses are so freaky when you really, like, actually look at them. Bloodborne, especially, but like.. that makes sense when you look at the story and the plot and stuff. It's supposed to be freaky and body-horror-y." He's just happy someone knows what the fuck he's talking about - and then it clicks, "Wait, you play? For real? We should totally hang for real some time, then, like - I stream sometimes. Not super out there, yet, but I have like.. Anyways, we should play stuff together. Nightreign's multiplayer."

His mouth is running a mile a fuckin' minute, and there's really no stopping him - but she seems to match his speed pretty well, at least. "Oh, yeah. I'll go easy on you round one for sure. But after that, you gotta beast mode it."

His brain stops and stutters for a second when she mentions the ports, and he clears his throat. Doesn't wanna mention it, though, because they're vibing and he doesn't wanna ruin that.

"Oh, dude, you can just show up. We'd love to have you."

Olivia smiled. It was nice to meet people with positive mindsets like that; it reminded that she wasn't that alone in the world being a glass half-full type of person. "Oh, I have. Here and there... I get freaked out by some bosses so it takes me a while to play through those games, but I love them." She feels slightly inadequate, as if she didn't truly belong in that crowd if she wasn't a real gamer, but she tries to remember it's all in her head. "You're right, though. Might as well give it a try. Just go easy on me if we match up, I'm baby."

"I might just have to take you up on that. I've been walking around the city a lot since I got here because of my job but I still feel like I don't know anything about this place except for like, the ports. I really can't wait to know more."

She looks around the arcade, barely containing her excitement, "no, actually. I kept hearing about it but there were the renovations and all that, I didn't get the chance. I'm sure it's just as awesome as I've heard, though." For a girl like her, who dreams of having enough money to get a Rey Star Wars tattoo, that place was heaven, and only Jude's presence kept her from screaming and running around - she had to look at least half-cool in front of a new friend. "Between you and me, I'm just trying to figure out how to get into the dnd game I heard they play here. I have all these dice and nothing to do with them, so."

[hawkfurze]

Gotta love freaky little dudes, body horror monsters, and rats

[thenixkat]

The generic pop culture dragon review (4 legs, 2 wings, 1 head) part 1

Meatlung the Gronkle from How To train your Dragon

[id: A render of the dragon Meatlug in flight smiling and looking upwards. She's wearing her saddle. /end id]

7/10. She’s lumpy, dumpy, cute and craggy. Her little wings buzz like a bee’s! This is a dog in the body of a lump. 

Red Death also How to Train Your Dragon

[id: A render of the Red Death standing with its wings folded ad with it’s mouth open. /end id]

[gd: A scene of the Red Death in flight swinging its head around and spewing flames while surrounded by smoke. /end gd]

10/10. This lady is absolutely lovely. She’s hefty and craggy and intimidating. The shape of her mouth, crest, eyes, spines, and tail club are delightfully odd. She’s got 6 eyes! She’s massive but not absurdly big, with nice understated but not murky colors. She’s just a fucking kaiju compared to the others in thsi series, even compared to the other big dragons that lack her heft and menace. Also she actually looks lizardy with her limb proportions and set up.

Saphira from Eragon (film)

4/10. While I love how birdy and functional her wings look, I hate her smooth face and human eyes. Her face gives me ‘how do we show this dragon is female?’ vibes in a way that I hate. Her coloring is too muted and uniform and her freaky human eyes don’t stand out as much as they should.

Saphira from Eragon (book cover)

5/10. She’s got a much more visually interesting face. Look at those tentacle eyebrows and horse nose/fleshy beak  combo. The lenth of the scales on her neck give of an impression of feathers. 

Dragon from Shrek

5.5/10. Visually she’s not much to look at. And her wings are very nonfunctional looking (they’re barely attached). But the make up is fucking wild. Also she straight up ate the bad guy, which is something I always want good guys to do. (Like Shrek, Fiona, yer fucking ogres. Ogres specifically eat people. Eat the fucker you don’t like). The donkey dragon babies she ends up having are certainly... a choice.

Draco from Dragonheart

7/10. One of those dragons who’s def a character with their own story. Not personally a fan of ‘the last dragon’ plots but I like that this dragon does have some magic. Also how many dragons have you seen that participate in conning people?  I dislike how his colors don’t really pop and run together, brown is a good color but ya gotta use it right. His wings also bother me. They’ve got good surface area but they don’t really attach to his body.

Maleficent from Sleeping Beauty

8/10. This is a lovely design. I love how chunky she is and how emotive her spines are. The color of her tongue makes it look like a flame. Also the big ass nostrils and beak are very fun. Her tail is forked as in actually forked. Also she’s a fairy dragon and compared to everything else I’ve seen labeled as a fairy dragon, she’s a breath of fresh air.

Slyrak from Dota: Dragon’s Blood

8/10. Hard to find good pics of this man. This dragon is voiced by Tony Todd, this dragon has a sexy voice. The whiskers/tentacles on his face are a good touch. He’s got an interesting aged and lanky feel, very craggy old man, with good wings that show tattering. What’s really impressive is how feared this dude is, his sheer fucking fire power, and also the fact that he’s intelligent and still fucks people up just b/c he feels like it.

Dark Dragon from Burn The WItch

8/10. Before its face slid off it was delightfully cute in a lumpy way. Then its fucking face slid off for a lovely dash of horror on this otherwise cartoony sauropod shaped dragon. I love it.

Cinderella from Burn The Witch

10/10. I love her. We see her in multiple forms. Her second form is so very Digimon, she’s so gangly and awful bird. She can turn invisible. Her majestic form only happens under moonlight and she’s so graceful and glittery. But the glitter is bombs and she’s mean. Also the lace-like patter at the edge of her wings is a nice touch. And so is the continued birdyness in this nigh-unkillable murder machine. My biggest complaint is that her name should have been something like Ugly Duckling instead of Cinderella b/c that fits so much better.

[used-organs]

HmmmmMmmMm. Genetically engineered Boy band??

Freaky little monster boys?

Yes

I love themm . ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

(They always gotta hide their faces, but their fan base is obsessed with trying to unmask them, or post fake edits of what they look like.)

They were made in the same lab as my clown girl cotton. Everything they make is just fun body horror candy.

[jade-parcels]

Very cute thought:

I like spoiling people I care for so when I read your Halloween fic for the bunnies I thought of feeding Xiao and Dainsleif all the candy they want, relaxing with them on my lap as we watch scary movies, them being so relaxed they get scared and jump into my arms, only to be calmed down as I hug them and feed them more of the sugar that they crave.

I just love th e thought of spoiling those two to the point they actually relax.

Crying and throwing up ;-; I love them so much

Setting the scene: After their shift at the cafe, they come back to your apartment. They strip out of their sweaty costumes, take a shower and put on some comfy clothes before flopping down onto the couch with you…

🎃Dain:

The Halloween party at the cafe had been so hectic that Dain didn’t get to sit down at all. Not to mention, his little costume didn’t provide much coverage (not that his usual uniform covers more anyways) so he was freezing on his drive home. He felt the tension in his body release the second he stepped into your apartment, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath of the comforting smell of your home.

After a hot shower, he changes into his favorite grey sweatpants and crawls into bed with you, wrapping his strong arms around you, his body sagging against yours. He’s just so happy to be home

He rests his head on your chest, eating whatever cookies or candy you hold up for him. You had put a movie on but he couldn’t focus on it. Between how tired he was and how you ran your hand up and down his back, he was just on the verge of falling asleep. That was, until the movie went silent

Dain thought you’d paused it, that you’d ask him to move so you could get up to get something. He cracked an eye open to look at the screen, hoping to see what time it was- maybe you two should go to sleep- but no. Instead, the killer jumped up, screaming as he swung his knife around! Dain startled and tightened his hold on you, just for a brief second but it was enough to earn a chuckle from you

“Aww~ did they scare you, sweetheart?” You ask, pulling your blankets up to cover him “It’s alright, I’ll protect you~”

Dain doesn’t even have the energy to insist that he wasn’t scared, instead he lets you coddle him :) he loves it. And he loves your baking too, give him another cookie

🎃Xiao:

Xiao’s laying with his head in your lap, his legs hanging off the arm of the sofa. He’s got a content smile on his face as you play with his hair and share mystery flavored candies with him

“Here, try this one. This has gotta be cherry and strawberry, right?” He opens his mouth and lets you drop the chewy candy in “Hm…Yeah, I think you’re right” you go back and forth, taking a bite of one and giving him the other half to see if you guys can decipher what flavor these ‘mystery’ candies are

You’ve seen this movie before but not Xiao, he isn’t the type to watch horror movies. For you, he didn’t put up a fight. This movie was kinda freaky though… Xiao’s a bit tired and every suspenseful scene’s getting his heart rate up 0-0 he’s just waiting for a jump scare

When it finally happens, there’s no warning or change in the music, just a freakish zombie lurching out of a dark hole towards the screen! Xiao startles, grabbing your wrist and leaning away from the screen. You laugh and cover his eyes, pulling him close “Aw! Hey now, don’t worry! I’ve got you~”

Xiao flushes bright red and peels your hand off of his face, glaring up at you. You cup his cheeks, grinning as you kiss all over your scaredy cat’s face. He’ll insist that he wasn’t scared, that zombie looked totally fake!! He’s just tired, that’s why it startled him!! And you just nod your head, continuing to baby him cause to be honest, he isn’t exactly stopping you from cuddling and kissing him…

Eventually he’ll crash from all the sugar he’s eaten, laying his head on your stomach and drooling on your favorite hoodie. He looks so cute like this, all curled up against you, the corners of his mouth green from the candy he ate, his hair sticking up all over the place. You already know he’s gonna sleep so good tonight lmao

[symptomsgenerallyassociated]

Hey welcome to my page!

Few rules before we start🛑 if you are a minor, a pedo, a creep, a racist, misogynist, incel, homophobe/transphobe, troll, or just someone who’s not very nice, then just leave now I don’t want you here 😊

Everyone else, welcome!✨If you’re reading this I hope you have a lovely day 🌷

About Me 🌱

My name means “pink” so that’s what you can call me 💕 I’m not telling you my name bc you gotta be careful with strangers on the internet (especially when you’re posting nsfw content)😂 I live in the USA but my dream is to travel everywhere so idk maybe if I’m ever in your area😏… haha just kidding… unless (?)

All pics I post are mine!!! They belong to me, I am the rightful owner. That is my body and no you may not steal my pics or claim them as your own. I ask that you do not save them but you may like, comment, repost, or fantasize about me lol I like knowing you think about me, so feel free to blow up my phone

I’m open to chat online sometime!! I’m not active super often on Tumblr but sometimes I will be! So nothing serious, let’s be casual 🫶

I’m 20 yrs old 🦋 June 28 2003 🍰

Cancer sun☀️

Gemini moon🌙

Cancer Rising⭐️

I’m 5’9ish10 👠

I’m Pansexual, She/They/Call Me Princess 💖

I like fashion 👗 and movies 🍿 and books 📚 and art 🎨 I love nature 🌿 and being in nature just like going to the beach 🌊 or the woods 🌲 or the park ☀️ literally anywhere as long as I can look up at the clouds ☁️ or the stars ✨ and collect lil rocks or seashells 🐚 or pick flowers 🌷 I love animals 🐝 especially farm animals 🐮 Cows are my favorite🐄💖 I’m a bit hippie 🌈 a bit witchy 🌜 a bit nerdy 🤓 I’m just doing whatever makes me happy 🥰 I love music 🎼 basically everything except country and screamo lol 🎶 and I love to sing and dance, tho I’m not very good at either haha 💃 I’m kinda clumsy 🤪 kinda cute 😚 and I like to think I’m pretty funny sometimes 😂 Also I smoke a lot of weed :) Smoke with me?? ♡ I’m super freaky in the “Let’s watch a horror movie and fuck 😉” kinda way Like you can be the psycho killer and I’ll be the helpless victim 😍 But for real, Love me like a princess 👑 Fuck me like a whore 😩 My brain is riddled with anxiety so please be kind and patient with me 💙 Ruin me physically and build me up mentally 💜 Don’t degrade me unless you throw some praise in there too, I’m not just a slut, I’m a gorgeous/sexy/beautiful slut and you should be grateful if I give you my time or my energy bc respect is a 2way street 😘

Anyway congrats if you made it to the end of all this reading 🎉

[attollogame]

hello ames!!! attollo is my new hyperfixation!!! i've already replayed the game half a dozen times!!!

i say this in the nicest way possible, but sylvester is a freak alright. oh u take a HUMAN body and CRUSH it and make perfume out of its juices? alright u do u mr. u gotta earn that bread somehow. this is not the worst part.

the worst part - what do u mean u MASSAGE a dead body. a. fucking. dead. body. i know, I KNOW it is so that the juices flow nicely BUT. please. this man gives me the creeps. i love him so much.

man i am so so intrigued about him,,,, i have so many questions about him,,,, do people volunteer for perfuming?!? why the lock of hair?!? does the stench not bother him?? if he needs new scents does he pick someone off the streets?!? do dead bodies even smell good - he must had to add some scents no? who even use dead people remains as their perfume (we aren't going to mention a certain cosmic horror) ?!? when ovo uses his 'machines', does he make perfume out of them too?!? does he sleep well?!? favorite snack??

anyways thank youuuu for indulging me!!!! love u and love your game and love your freaky perfumer. that's all!!! byeeee

Aaaaa, thank you!!!! <3

Also, Sylvester's actually doing right by massaging the rigor mortis out skksks as someone who also works with bodies, I can tell you that it does make cutting and injecting a lot easier if the body isn't all rigored up. He's just trying to make his "job" better

Regarding your questions:

No, no one volunteers. Sylvester is a hitman who's hired out for a "crime scene cleanup" or to remove someone who is inconveniencing a paying customer.

He'll put trinkets—hair, rings, etc—in the bottles as either a mockery to whoever is receiving the bottle or as per the request of the buyer.

The stench doesn't bother him anymore, and he doesn't pick off the streets, he works with what he receives.

He takes the plasma and the blood of the body, cremates the remains until it's a chalky powder, and then will insert this powder into the glass vials as a decorative touch; he adds other ingredients alongside the blood and plasma. I have a full description of his process on my Patreon!

He's only used the machines on one Ovo member, and that was who he killed to take his place in the 9.

He sleeps very well, and his favorite snack are lavender-violet sables—he's a very good baker.