#Serialized Ver
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Sheoldred (Serialized Ver) by Camille Alquier
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ex0rin · 9 months ago
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The Walking Dead S07E07 | Sing Me a Song ft. Negan handing Carl his beloved Lucille
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the-lord-of-the-things · 8 months ago
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gets a new toy, immediately plays dressup with him yeehaw buckaroo
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voidfell · 10 months ago
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Open Thread - Mutuals Only
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The face of a man who is doing an excellent job of pretending he's not upset about having to throw Mimsy out.
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friendscfmine · 10 months ago
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     @angelicgentleman  〢 cont from here .
Michael failed to see why the two of them wouldn’t be on a first name basis.  Most people in this town were.  Even if you didn’t say people’s first names, you still knew them—like he knew Henrietta’s mom’s name was Harriet, even if he didn’t call her that.  He usually nodded and agreed with Henrietta that the best name for the woman was ‘demon bitch.’
Anyway, if Pip called him ‘Mr. Arnheim’ or even just ‘hey, you,’ it would have been even weirder, so the first names were fine.
He nodded.  He hadn’t rushed over to help, he’d already happened to be walking this way, and if he hadn’t caught Pip, he probably would have gone down with him.  “Sure, no problem.”
Unlike most of the people growing up, Michael hadn’t avoided Pip because he was unpopular.  He avoided almost everyone who wasn’t a select set of people, but he might have talked to Pip if the guy walked up to him—maybe not nicely at first, but even so…  He never let the opinions of the ‘in crowd’ sway his own.
As usual, he had a cigarette between his lips, something to warm him against the typical Colorado cold.  “You should be more careful,” he added, pulling the filter from his lips.  “Or don’t—it doesn’t really matter.”  He quickly patched over the crack in his generally frigid exterior.
“You got somewhere important to be or something?”  Michael really hated rushing, even if he was running late somewhere.
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dwreader · 1 year ago
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not to be crude but if a basic cable network is showing back to front sex between two men its like a pretty good sign thats an important relationship dynamic they're trying to convey cause they're not allowed to show actual thrusting
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psychicwound · 8 months ago
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season five of doctor who? you mean victoria waterfield has the worst time in the world for six serials?
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unamokkeecuatoriana · 2 years ago
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J: Esa drone me da mala espina..
V: Cyn? Pero si es un amor! se ve que no dañaría ni a una mosca
Cyn: -resulta que tenia una falla en su programación y casi mata algunos humanos-
V:
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The Vanishing
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As a horror fan, I’m always down for vampires, zombies, demons and the whole supernatural lot. But none of them are as frightening as a well-drawn sociopath next door. George Sluizer creates one of the best and scariest in THE VANISHING (1988, TCM). As a chemistry professor who dreams of committing one great act of evil, Bernard-Pierre Donnadieu is so normal he’s chilling.
Young Dutch couple Gene Bervoets and Johanna ter Steege are vacationing in the South of France when she goes into a gas station to buy drinks and never comes back. We’ve already seen Donnadieu don a fake cast and a sling, an act with echoes of Ted Bundy, so we’re pretty sure whodunnit. Instead, Sluizer generates suspense by setting two obsessions on a collision course. Bervoets spends years trying to find out what happened to his girlfriend, while Donnadieu taunts him with postcards arranging meetings just so he can watch him. And in flashbacks, Sluizer shows the killer preparing for that one perfect crime.
Sluizer plays with the audience expertly. The film’s opening, with Bervoets and ter Steege’s car running out of gas in the middle of a tunnel, sets us up to expect the horror to happen there, in the isolation of darkness. But then he pulls us out of the tunnel to locate the horror where we’d least expect it (a Hitchcock trick), in a crowded, sunny gas station. It’s a clever comment on the workings of chance. Nothing turns out as we can expect; life defies notions of predestination. Sluizer also injects a surprising humor into the film. In flashbacks, Donnadieu rehearses for his abduction, screwing up until he figures out the right way to get a woman into his car and chloroform her. Then his first efforts to find a victim collapse. One turns out to be an acquaintance who thinks he’s looking for a fling, just as his extended absences convince his family he’s having an affair.
All this would fall apart with a weaker cast. Donnadieu is laid back and normal, though he has a wicked smile that escapes in rare moments, usually when he’s figured out a way to perfect his approach to murder. Bervoets has to transition from callow youth to obsessed trauma survivor and pulls it off in just the few scenes after ver Steege’s disappearance. When we see him again three years later, it’s easy to believe he’s been unable to let go of her loss. That’s made particularly credible by ver Steege’s performance. She’s positively luminous as she captures her character’s fleeting moods and her strong connection to Bervoets. She may have relatively little screen time, but her presence dominates the film long after she’s gone.
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mixupmycota · 1 month ago
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the urge to sort and categorize and make a neat little list is so soothing
but watch out
when applied to human beings and other forms of life, and especially when driven by fear, it becomes a high speed rail path to dehumanization!!
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slightly-depressed-sloth · 1 month ago
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Damian’s prosthetic spine is my Roman Empire
COMMS OPEN
Text ver. of the handwriting under cut in case it's hard to read
Comic; page 1
Panel 1 -
(Halfway up a skyscraper)
Damian: X-ray vision.
Jon: would it kill you to say please?
Panel 2 -
Damian: Does baby need to be coddled?
(Bomb)
Panel 5-
(whole ass metal spine)
Panel 6 -
(pamphlet saying 'childhood scoliosis spinal implants. Titanium rod')
Jon: Man, your scoliosis must've been bad, huh?
Comic; Page 2
Panel 3 -
Jon: it's the red one by the way
Panel 4 -
Jon: Wanna swing by mine for leftover pie after?
Damian: sure.
Sketches;
Page 1:
Headcanons.
Cracks back like old man
Has to do regular back exercises
Page 2:
Headcanon 2
Rubs back of neck/where chip was when upset
(I know he wouldn't have a scar, but consider scars are cool)
Page 3:
Banner: Paralysed by a colourful serial killer club
Barbara: Joker. You?
Damian: ... Flamingo
The dynamic
At heart, a good person
Just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing
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protectxthem · 2 months ago
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He was never close to anyone let alone his parents growing up, making him the outcast of his friend group when he had friends. He had started doing unsavory things ever since he was fourteen.
It didn't happen overnight, it had been building ever since his tenth birthday, something in him had snapped when he turned fourteen, however.
He pulls his wrist back, leaning back on his heels a bit before leaning against the chair she plopped down in. "No.." He lies or tries to at least.
His cheeks heat up a bit as she says he so was and then again when she begins to laugh.
"..." He stays quiet but does turn his head a bit to try and hide the red on his cheeks.
@lxvingdeadvamp [c]
Was he sure? Not really, but there was a small piece of him that was sure, and he was positive that the small part was going to win out.
"I'm not gentle either, so I'm sure it'll be fine."
His heart skips a bit when she says she doesn't take commands and again when she commands him to go get her a drink. He turns on his heels, nodding before hurrying off to go get her drink, with real blood and lime.
He returns moments later, blood droplets on his face and clothes. It was clear he was not gentle or clean about getting the blood for her Bloody Mary. "Here you go, ma'am." He speaks, approaching her with the drink in his hand. He holds the glass out to her with a grin.
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atzloverr · 3 months ago
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My favorite fics/blogs!!!
(multifandom)
The answer by @berryunho
this might me by favorite ateez fic y’all… It’s literally so GOOOODDDDD I’m obsessed… (atz x reader, cult au)
@freyaphoria
this entire blog is everything !! (never stop posting girl your stories are amazing) lovely yandere atz x reader stories
@yankpop
A blog with lots of yan bts x reader and I’m here for it!
Abundance by @angelicyoongie
ot7 hybrid bts x reader, I’m literally obsessed with this story and I still hope that the author picks it up again 😭
Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea
(ao3) LOVE this ot8 ateez x reader fic!! The story is so good I’ve literally cried reading it…
Polarity
(ao3) yandere Jungkook x reader. I don’t need to say more. Read it.
The obsidian pearl by @angelicyoongie
yandere mermaid!Seokjin x reader, only a few chapters, but still amazing!!!
Complete
(wattpad) I don’t know how many times I’ve reread this story… It’s my comfort fic i think😭 a bts x reader soulmate au fic.
The four kingdoms
(wattpad) another AMAZING bts x reader story. This fic is the first part of the “blue eyes” series, and I’ve read all four parts like a million times… The following parts:
pyramids, dynasty, mist (mist isn’t finished)
Seven sins
(wattpad) seven deadly sins!bts x reader.
Blood ink
(wattpad) tattoo artist!Jungkook x reader, gang au
Circus by @lani-heart
A sweet (and angsty) fic about ot8 hybrid!ateez x reader!!! I highly recommend it! (ongoing)
@cheollipop
suuuuuch a good blog, has atz x reader and some svt x reader
@angelicyoongie
Amazing bts x reader stories!!! (two of them are mentioned in this post lol)
@xosannie
lovely nsfw ateez x reader, I’m so happy I found this blog likeeee, obsessed with their work dirty little secret (mingi x reader)
Guerilla by @sorryimananti-romantic
serial killer!Yunho x reader, literally obsessed with this and their entire blog!!!! And I’m Yunho biased so this hit the spot
@bro-atz
One of if not THE best atz nsfw x reader fics… Literal art, go follow right now!!!
Heavy and sticky by @k-hotchoisan
some filthy Seonghwa x reader smut!!!
When flowers bloom in the dark by @makeitmingi
Already so invested in this mafia au Hongjoong x reader story. It’s sooo good
Atz as boyfriends (nsfw ver) by @sorryimananti-romantic and @eightmakesonebraincell
explicit ateez ot8 headcannons (I’m obsessed)
The feral drabbles by @mint-yooxgi
Ateez (and skz but I haven’t read) x reader one-shots/drabbles!!! Includes darker themes (yandere), and omg this writing is so good!!!
@last-words-ofashootingstar
such good ateez x reader fics and drabbles!!! this blog has yandere content as well! Love their work allure
@gyupinkys
amazing svt x reader and atz x reader!!! I love their work like crazy (yandere Seonghwa x reader)
Our leaves must fall before our flowers can bloom by @eightmakesonebraincell
poly ot8 atz x reader and ice hockey au, I literally died when reading this the writing is insanely good
Mist of celeste
(ao3) craziest read in my life. Space pirates atz x reader and this is a literary masterpiece. Read. It.
@holybibly
THE ONE AND ONLY QUEEN (atz x reader)
Sentinent by @trivia-yandere
(Oneshot) Yandere android namjoon x reader, omg I am obsessed with this and the author’s other works!!
I’ll update this post if I find new works that I enjoy!
my masterlist
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the-lord-of-the-things · 8 months ago
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Micky Beans- now available in two exciting flavors!
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friendscfmine · 1 year ago
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     @screwyewguys  〢  cont from here .
Vic was drawing, laying on his stomach, turned away from the front of the cell so that guards wouldn’t catch him with a number 2 pencil in hand.  Anything with a point was contraband, especially for him, especially after the last incident.  But in a place like this, there were still ways of getting what you wanted, and Vic stored his treasured utensil in a small makeshift sling under his bed where it would not be easily spotted when the mattress was flipped.
Looking at his doodles of kittens, and looking at him and the blissful way he hummed over them, few people would guess that his body count was sixteen.  He’d only been convicted of nine, including both his parents, the first two.
Vic gripped his pencil forcefully and stared at Eric with vacant eyes when the other man spoke to him.  He could feel the implement piercing a flimsy layer of skin, gliding through fat, splintering in the arteries, his friend’s blood glittering like rubies on his hands and face and walls of their cell.  He had been tempted, when he got his first taste of blood, to march right over to Eric’s house and kill him for years of torment inflicted.  He actually did walk all the way there and climbed the fence into the backyard.  It was sleeting, and Victor Chaos stood there, soaked through to his skin but not noticing the cold.
No sooner had he resolved to go inside, he felt a warmth radiating from him—Butters—and realized how many goosebumps dotted his arms.  Eric was his friend, Butters’ friend.  He was Vic now, but some part of him would always be Butters Stotch, and that part would always adore and admire Eric, no matter how much of a huge bully he was.
Besides, if he killed Eric now, the guards would burst in and seize his presently most beloved possession, which he was nowhere near ready to give up.  His kitten drawings were one of the few solaces he had left—well, except for the man on their cell toilet, of course.
“Sure!” he beamed sunnily at his best buddy, all his homicidal impulses dripping off of him like that sleet from back in the day.  He handed Eric the aforementioned scraps, then sat up, tucking the pencil under the mattress for easy retrieval later.  He did not want to put it fully back in its sling yet.
“You know, I’m really glad you’re in here with me, Eric.  I don’t think they usually put people like us together, but I’ve missed you every day since I got put away!”  Vic’s imprisonment had been huge news for the sleepy town of South Park, a violent serial killer in their midst, but somehow, Eric missed the entire thing, the arrest, the trial, all of it.  He did not care for the news much, apparently.
“I thought about writing you a letter, but I didn’t think they’d let me.”  The guards read his mail before sending it out, and honestly, Vic didn’t trust himself not to write something too disturbing to actually be posted.  “But now you’re here, and I can talk to you every day!”
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swordmaid · 2 months ago
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and their outfits hehehehe
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i made wren and yves as hirelings.............SEVERELY unwell.
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