#Thomas Fisher

[ofleafstructure]

The Circling Deep - Blanket of Rock

[nofatclips]

Woodpecker Wooliams' remix of When That Head Splits by Esben and the Witch from Wash the Sins Not Only The Face (Remixes)

[pancakeofsin]

"I didn't think I was ever going to see you again," he says, and it's a quiet admission. Neither of them is very good with feelings.

"Honestly? Neither did I." His brother answers, and he's not looking at Thomas, jumping over the low railing overlooking the hill, and resting against it.

Thomas doesn't follow, not to the other side of the fence. Instead, he rests against the chipped wood, and doesn't let himself stare at his brother.

When they last saw each other, before this, Matthew has just turned eighteen. Thomas is older than that, now.

Matthew looks well. He was always short, always small, but Thomas never really understood how much of it was in his posture, the way he held himself. Not to say he ever made himself small – Matthew was always loud, and brash, rarely invisible. But only now, when it's gone, Thomas realises that for years and years there was something deeply coiled inside his older brother, a string pulled too tight. Now, with a relaxed set of shoulders, he looks lighter.

He's taller, too. Not by much. But something in Thomas aches to think he had missed what was probably his brothers last growth spurt. That his brother has missed his, too.

The wind sweeps over them both, and Thomas' knuckles turn white with force as he grips the railing. The wind is not really strong enough to push him over it, but it is strong enough to push him forward, pressed against it. Matthew doesn't seem to have noticed, perching on top of the railing like it's just a classroom desk.

Thomas hugs his arms around himself, chilled. It's only then his brother breaks the silence again.

"Like that jacket?" he asks, and even though the tone is light, there is a bitter note in his voice, in the way his nose strunches, his lips turn up in a mithless grin.

"I've worn it every day since you disappeared," Thomas says, and it's a lie, but only by a little. Thomas has not worn Matthew's favourite windbreaker every single day since the older has disappeared – he has worn it every single day since he realised he isn't coming back.

"I'm not sorry," Matthew says, and that, too, sounds like a lie.

[art-collecteur]

Thomas Fisher’s lithograph of the medieval-era Doom fresco painting at the Guild Chapel of the Holy Cross, 1804

[rainingmusic]

Esben and the Witch - No Dog

[cherubfae]

𝔧𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔶, 𝔧𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔶 || {𝔳𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔰𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔰}

With Michael, Brahms, Jason, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Thomas Sawyer, Sal Fisher, & Patrick Bateman

tags: gn!reader, jealousy, creepy men, unwanted attention/touching, uggestive and mature themes, gore/blood, violence, canon typical behavior, billy x reader x stu poly, rob zombie!mikey, I know Sal isn't exactly a slasher but he's my baby and needs to be included

Michael

Rest in Peace to the poor, stupid man who thought it'd be a good idea to mess with the Shape's partner, and Michael had witnessed it all. How this man shoves you into an empty alleyway, the clatter of your groceries falling. The guy doesn't get much more than a few bruises and claw marks when Michael's knife slices through the back of the man's throat, protruding from the other end in a splash of blood. The Shape watches you wipe your bloody face off, not doing much but picking up three of your four fallen bags and tugging you into his side.

Brahms

Absolutely not. Brahms is fuckin' seething from his safe space sheltered behind the walls. Heavy breathing muffled by the porcelain mask, he watches with wild eyes as some idiot decides to break into the mansion whilst you were sleeping, and proceeds to hold you at knifepoint, effectively pinning you to the bed in what little nightclothes you wore. The unwanted guest and you are certainly going to know when Brahms is upset. There's banging on the walls coming from every direction that leaves the would-be burglar panicked and you slightly more comfortable.

"You're not allowed to be here," comes the eerily childlike voice Brahms has perfected. He crawls his way out from behind the large antique mirror. "I'll make sure you never come near them again." With a sudden slam, Brahms downs the intruder with a lead pipe repeatedly bashing the object until all that remains was brain matter and gooey blood. He drops the pipe with a huff and collects you into his arms, the cool porcelain biting onto the heat of your chest.

Jason

As the protector of the surrounding forest, Jason is always watching. He's omnipotent, he sees all. He seems to know where people are at all times and he can sense when you're in distress. Your shared cabin door left ajar sends his blood boiling and his heavy footfall increasing as he approaches your home. Barging in, Jason's pale eyes lock onto you and your assailant holding you by the throat. His thunderous steps are quick, slicing through the man with his machete and proceeds to lift him up while still pierced with the blade. The man gurgles, arms weakly reaching behind him in attempts to claw at Jason. All attempts were futile. He tossed the body to the side before he gently frets over you, his large hands soothing the fingerprints tarnishing your throat.

Billy & Stu

Rather snake-like the two will wrap themselves around you (they adore your personal space) and stare down whoever else demands your attention. Billy's arm hooks around your waist and Stu wraps himself around your shoulder, tilting your chin up with a single finger. "Is this guy bothering you, baby?" Looking like a shark that's tasted blood in the water, Billy's eyes grow more wild. He's already making a mental note of who and where this guy lives. The guy raised his hands in defense backing down the more the two stared at him, walking off completely.

"We're gonna take care of him, doll," Billy promises, kissing your cheek. Stu cackles lightly, tongue sticking out. They would strike tonight.

Vincent

There's no one Vincent trusts more to watch over you when he can't than his own two brothers. He had his hands full, turning Dalton and Wade into wax people. Nick and Carly were proving to be hard to get a hold of and there was still another tourist that needed to be taken care of.

But then Bo is telling him that the person escaped and he doesn't know where you were. His two worst fears confirmed. Vincent is soon on a wild hunt, trying to find you anywhere with Bo hot on his heels. He soon locates you, passed out with a bit of blood on your head. Your eyes slowly open as he touches your cheek, catching you as you wobble into his warm embrace. He shares a look with Bo who nods.

"I've got you, brother. Keep them here with ya. Wait til I'm back, ya hear?"

Bo

Out in public, he's all cordial and kind smiles. Especially if this is an intended victim. Some random person putting the moves on his partner is a huge no-no and one Bo doesn't take lightly. That person just warranted themselves a for sure death sentence and Bo isn't feeling too kind, so perhaps he'll drag things out, yeah? Touch what's his and you got what's comin' to ya.

"Can I see, baby? That bastard leave any marks on ya?" Bo strokes your shoulders, blue eyes drifting over your frame like water. He has every intention of marking every place that person touched, no matter if you tell Bo the guy only grabbed your arm. Once he has his mind set on something, he's gonna do it.

Lester

Unlike his older twin brothers, Lester is actually pretty chill. Especially in comparison to Bo. He doesn't think much of the people he's helping get into Ambrose knowing full well it's their final destination and Vincent and Bo will take care of things as they always have. What he doesn't like is some dude making a pass at you right in front of him. Can't he see the engagement ring on your finger? It leaves a sour taste in his mouth, watching with narrowed eyes as the small group heads towards the mechanic shop in search of a fan belt.

A familiar hand on his arm calms him down instantly. He turns to you and musters a weak smile as your hands slide around his torso from behind, leaning your cheek on his shoulder. "Y'alright?" Lester nods too quickly and unconvincingly, giving you a quick kiss. "Yeah, darl', always."

Thomas

Your partner is not unlike a bear, watching with wild eyes as one of Hoyt's new catches clasps onto you, their nails digging into your arms, and pinning you to the barbed fence. The cry of pain you let out has Tommy barreling towards you, chainsaw revving to life. A deep snarl echoes behind his mask and he wastes no time cutting down the poor soul with a single swipe of his motorized saw. Tommy turns it off and picks you up in his large arms as gently as he can. With his masked cheek leaning against yours, he carries you back towards the house. Mama Luda Mae will take a good look at you.

Sal Fisher

Honestly Sal isn't one to get jealous. He's pretty level-headed and understanding in most situations. He respects your choices and he's not gonna step on any toes or do anything drastic; Sal isn't a monster. However, if he sees some guy make a creepy pass at you and clearly overstep your boundaries, he won't hesitate to swoop in, looping his arm around your shoulders. His sharp blue eyes staring at the man from behind his prosthetic mask.

"Do we have a problem here?" His voice is cold, lacking any interest in what excuse the man finds. Sal's main focus will be on you, rubbing gentle, soothing circles into your skin. His main priority is to get you away from this sicko and would totally call in reinforcements from his brother Larry if need be.

Patrick

A jealous Patrick Bateman isn't a good scenario for anyone. Especially not with his deteriorating mental state. He trusts you explicitly, with his thoughts, ideas, and recreational hobbies that most would find distasteful. So when a colleague of his gets too big for his britches and unabashedly begins to flirt with you in his presence, Patrick finds it difficult to keep his boiling bloodlust at bay. The heat of his anger is getting to his head, the fierce emotions only swelling well it's clear how uncomfortable you look in that man's company. He must see to put an end to him quickly.

"Are you alright, my darling? That man surely didn't know his place, did he?" Patrick places a hand at your back, guiding you out of the office party. "Let's get you home and into a nice hot bath, hmm? I'd rather not taste that swine on your lovely skin."

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[cillianmurphyfanatic]

Cillian Murphy as Robert Fischer in Inception (2010) dir. Christopher Nolan

[glossytoothpick]

So I moved recently and thought that for the fun of it I’d take a picture of every Bendy thing I own

I have more Bendy stuff, they’re all just from independent sellers and not the official Bendy team. I’ve been a Bendy fan since 2017 and got my first piece of merch on Christmas (it was the Bendy umbrella shirt fun fact). Most of these I collected when I was younger but some of it is more recent. My biggest flex is having the original release of the Bendy plushies (this they have squeakers in them.)

[lionofchaeronea]

Romulus and Remus, engraving by Wenceslaus Hollar (1607-1677) after Giulio Romano (1499-1546)

[multifandom-lesbian09]

Love when my favorite actors are unproblematic. Makes me feel superior in a way

[ofleafstructure]

No Dog - Esben and the Witch

And I've fire in my heart and it's dogged and pure Just waiting to leap, to wrestle in dirt And is your steel true? Have you an iron will? Have you mastered the laws that nature has built?

[nofatclips]

Smashed to Pieces in The Still of The Night by Esben & The Witch from the album Wash the Sins Not Only the Face

[tlj1988]

[silverfoxstole]

Recording the first Eighth Doctor audios, way back in 2000.

[musicalcastingideas]

Gender fucked Hamilton

This came to me in a dream. I will not offer any explanations for these. Enjoy.

Alexander Hamilton: Eva Nobelzada

Aaron Burr: Amber Gray

Laurens/Hamilton Jr: Solea Pfeiffer

Lafayette/Jefferson: Renee Elise Goldsberry

Mulligan/Madison: Genesis Lynea

Eliza Hamilton: Jordan Fisher

Angelica Schuyler: George Salazar

Peggy/Maria Reynolds: Vincent Rodriguez III

Washington: Audra McDonald

King George: Patti LuPone

Samuel Seabury: Annaleigh Ashford

[notsolarry]

AN: This is only applicable to fictional men

The fine line between

"He's just a baby 🥺♥️ Don't hurt him..."

And

"HE'S A GROWN MAN WHO HAS COMMITTED CRIMES AGAINST HUMANITY"

....is very thin nowadays