#Killian Lynch

[sanityshorror]

[Deadly Deception]

Julius Doherty the Dressmaker from Hell

I did this in 7 hours, I honestly have no idea how I finished so fast. Not my best work but I'm satisfied with it and had fun with the illustration!

Date: September 6, 2024

[albinoratman2200]

this weeks art poll!

[scarfaxia]

come get your Julius Barbie for only $69,99!!!

Julius the dressmaker © @sanityshorror

[candyistoosweet]

Finished artt

Character: Seraphina Shaw - @gracilissart

Killian Lynch - @sanityshorror

[killianlynch]

I'll lick my husband's toes, I don't give a fuck. 😂

[eowyn-igneelcheshire]

[uncannyoceanz]

These chaotic mfers<3 @sanityshorror

Jason, chasing Julius: GET YO ASS BACK HERE YOU BITCH ASS MOTHERFUCKERRRRRRRRR

Julius, running away from Jason: YOU CANT CATCH ME BIIIIIIIIITTTTCHHHHHHH

Killian, running after Jason: GET AWAY FROM MY HUBBY YOU RED HEADED ASS BITCH!!!!!

Candy Pop, running after Killian: LAY ONE FINGER ON JASON AND I WILL MURDER YOU AND ALL YOUR GODDAMN LOVED ONES YOU KLEINE FOTZE!!!!!

I have a question 4 Sanity, istg am I on some type of drug to make me hallucinate or do you ship Candy Pop x Jason TTM???? Istg I’ve seen some of your posts….or am I trippin’? Also hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii<3

[sleepy-cemetery]

hello sleepy 💙💜

Any hellcrew headcanons ?

Good dsy night whatever

Hello, hope you're doing well ^^

Here are a few of my hellcrew headcanons:

・Sera, Kelly, and Seamus are cannibals. It just feels right to me

・Killian talks and moves in his sleep. That includes punching 😭. Julius has definitely gotten punched on by him in his sleep on multiple occasions

・since Devlin is right-handed Cian usually holds his left hand. His left hand is a bit deformed from how many times Cians broken his hand by holding it too hard

・Sera and Duvessa will go around doing the most horrendous shit ever and use the excuse "but I'm just a girl 🤗"

・The only people other than Killian that Julius will let see him with no make-up or "imperfectly" are Octavian and Devlin

・Vivi was really scruffy until Sullivan came along and helped him

・Luciens room is infested with all kinds of bugs or even rats. It smells RANCID down there. He reminds me of Renfield from Dracula a bit

・One of Seamus' hobbies is collecting and preserving animals (and people) he has a huge collection of all kinds of stuff and he's also helped Octavian preserve some of his hearts

Julius, Killian, Cian, Octavian, Sullivan, Duvessa: @sanityshorror

Seamus, Seraphina: @gracilissart

Devlin, Lucien: @scarfaxia

[unalivedblogger]

What I'd say to the creeps if I was 1. Taller and 2 face to face:

Trenderman built like an intelligent cricket

Ej looks like he snacks on pocket lint

Killian looks like a participation trophy husband

Toby is built like an onomatopoeia

Tims elbows look like he bathed them in flour

Candypop looks like he got crumbs under his bed

Nathan looks like an improper fraction

Jeff looks like he just discovered fire

The rake built like 820 ground beef

Brian looks like he has to pick a chin in conversation

Jason built like a full inventory

Offender got the posture of a run-on sentence

Ben built like a suggested password"

Puppeteer looks like he wipes ass back to front AND built like mystery meat

Drolsior looks like the uncle that closes his eyes and goes "ooooo!" when something tastes good.

[sanityshorror]

Time to Make You Perfect: Take 3

Julius Doherty the Dressmaker from Hell

Watch the SpeedPaint here !!!!

This took so long due to many personal life emergencies all happening...but tada!!!! I redraw the first official art of Julius I did every spring to sorta track my improvement and celebrate I guess? Idk, but it's my tradition. I'll link the previous drawings:

Time to Make You Perfect (2022)

Time to Make You Perfect: Take 2 (2023)

Also! I have a video recording of myself drawing this i will be turning it into an actual YouTube video: D

[scarfaxia]

Cian © @sanityshorror

[candyistoosweet]

What if Cian was 13 rn??

I'd flirt him

Character - Cian Lynch // @sanityshorror

[creepypasta-meh-dudes]

Cian, the best of the worst (Chapter 1)

A little idea I had for a while, this has kind of a weird cut off so I might rewrite and repost it later on

(this is about GN!reader being Cian's kid)

Cian Lynch was made by @sanityshorror

Growing up with your dad hadn’t always been easy, but the good outweighed the bad. Since your mother had mysteriously disappeared when you were only a baby. Your father, Cian, took on the responsibility of a single parent. Though he was very busy, he did all he could to care for you. Doing his best to raise you into the well mannered and mostly responsible 12 year old you were today.

Being that oh-so-responsible pre-teen, you now took it upon yourself to take care of yourself on days that your dad couldn’t. Those days had been happening more often recently. Your dad would drown himself in work, which led to stress, which led to more drowning, but instead of it being work, it was alcohol. 

Your dad wasn’t an alcoholic though! Alcoholics were cruel and violent! So obviously, your dad wasn’t an alcoholic because HE wasn’t violent or cruel! He never screamed or hit you like other alcoholic fathers! In fact, he wouldn’t even drink in front of you majority of the time! He’d simply lock himself in his room the majority of the day, to sober up, leaving you to your own devices, which you thought was a good way to develop independence. You’d be responsible now, so you didn’t have to depend on others later.

And even when your father did drink, it didn’t bother you. You had grown up with that lingering smell of beer and wine, and the uncomfortable crunch of peanut shells under your feet. So it wasn’t that bad. You had gotten used to it. So it didn’t feel any out of the ordinary when your father came home from work with a brown paper bag in hand and headed straight to his room before you could say hi.

You went and knocked on your dad’s door, speaking to him through it.

“Hi dad”

There was a moment that passed, you thought for a moment he didn’t hear you. 

“How was your day today?” You asked a little louder, hoping he’d hear you this time. 

You heard a small shifting of bed sheets come from inside and then your father’s quiet voice.

“Oh the usual…very busy today. I’ll be out in an hour to make dinner, alright?”

You answer positively, “Okay! Want me to knock on your door when it passes?”

“No, that’s alright, I’ll watch the clock.”

You answer with an “Okay” and head back to your room. You loved the days where Cian would make dinner. He was a great cook and was able to make something delicious out of only a couple of ingredients when money wasn’t coming in as steady. Luckily, the money had been coming in in a steady flow so today the food would taste extra good.

Sitting on your bed and starting on your math work, you catch a glimpse at the failed math quiz your dad was supposed to sign a week ago. Your dad had been so stressed lately, you didn’t want to pile even more things for him to worry about so you had kept it in your bag so he could sign it later. Unfortunately, you had lost track of time and the due date for when you were supposed to turn it in had passed yesterday, but your teacher hadn’t mentioned it to you in class so you figured you could put it off for just one more night.

An hour had passed by the time you were halfway done with your homework. Though, your dad hadn’t left his room to cook dinner yet. You decided to give him another 20 minutes……and then another…..and…another.

Your dad hadn’t left his room for a good 2 hours now and you were hungry. 

You sigh and get up from your bed and go back down the hall to your dad’s room to press your ear against the door.

“Dad?”

You hear a soft snoring sound from the other side. 

You decide to knock on the door with a little bit more force than needed.

“Dad? Are you still going to make dinner?”

You hear a shifting of blankets and a creak of the bed frame, then the heavy sound of your dad walking across the room and opening the door. 

The moment the door opened, the tangy smell of beer and wine hit you in the face with force. Your nose scrunched as you looked up at your dad. He was a tall and muscular man with thick curly strawberry blonde hair that went just a little ways past his shoulders and bright blue eyes.

You were told by one of your father’s work friends that he looked almost exactly like your grandfather.

“You’re still making dinner, right?”

Your father raised a brow and nodded. “Of course,”. You and your dad went to the kitchen and your father started grabbing everything that would be needed for dinner. 

[killianlynch]

He doesn't know and don't fuckin tell him.

Tiny ahhh feet.