#abner krill edit

[favorite-characters]

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕊𝕢𝕦𝕒𝕕

David Dastmalchian as ᴀʙɴᴇʀ «ᴘᴏʟᴋᴀ-ᴅᴏᴛ ᴍᴀɴ» ᴋʀɪʟʟ (dir. James Gunn • 2021)

[marina-na-na]

[accidentally-in-fictional-love]

After Dark - A David Dastmalchian Thirst Trap

Chorus Loop Version

[hollowsart]

I saw this thumbnail last night and thought the guy at a quick speed scroll glance was Polkadot Man.. now I wanna see someone draw or edit him in this.

[rottingglory]

hi ! i’m 21, and use they/she pronouns ! i will be turning twenty-two this coming month so while this is open to anyone 18+ i'd prefer it if you were 20+ :o)

i’m a novella writer and use third person perspective, though i will say i spend days writing little headcannons and perfecting dynamics before we jump into roleplay just because i genuinely enjoy it. i also enjoy making boards, playlists, edits, and other fun stuff!

i am a huge fan of oc x oc in existing fandom universes or inspired by fansdoms, or ccxoc ! or even ccxcc ! i want roleplay to be fun for us so i'd be so willing to write just about anything whenever we double ! i also have plenty of love for original plots !

fandoms + ship i'd like to write ! (i'm also such a fan of making OCs specifically for fandoms so don't be shy about not wanting to write a canon character when we double and instead wanting to do ocxoc! i love making our own dynamics!):

veep (oc x oc, cc x oc) i will write anything.......i love that show!

the thick of it ( oc x oc, ollie reeder x my oc, i can write anyone else for you or make an oc for you !)

mad men (oc x oc or cc x oc !) i'm starting s5 so eek! i'd love to write against either ken cosgrove or ted chaough x my oc (i am a sick freak)! i can write anyone for you or make an oc!

succession ( everything is on the table.....this family is a damn mess we both know we're going to go crazy in there. )

the batman / the penguin ( oc x oc or cc x oc,,,i'd love to write against edward nashton (the party ended an hour ago and i'm still here) i will write anyone or create an oc for you !)

there will be blood ( oc x oc or cc x oc !,,sick freak strikes again, i'd love to write against eli sunday! i'll write anyone or create an oc for you!)

silicon valley ( oc x oc or cc x oc,,jared dunn if you can hear us please save us. i'd write against that sad eyed man so hard. i will write anyone or make an oc (is this getting repetitive? just assume i'll match your freak tbh)

the boys ( oc x oc or cc x oc,,hughie my sweet baby (we're all sensing a pattern in who i'm requesting lmao) i'll write anyone for you !!!)

the suicide squad / peacemaker (oc x oc or cc x oc! i'd love to write against adrian chase or abner krill! i can write anyone ever in the world for you !)

i also am a sucker for original plots ! i'm super into modern, corporate, superhero/villian, religious trauma, horror, character studies, dark themes, romamce, found family, action, angst, failmarriage, pathetic little men, awful little people,,,i'm just eager to write ! i'd be so happy to write as a face claim you've really been craving ! i do really enjoy watching our characters interact so i'd prefer it if the plots were combined but it isn't necessary !

i'm totally comfortable with nsfw ! i encourage it even because i really do feel like a lot of these are psychosexual in some regard /j

i’d also like to point out that my female characters tend to be flawed little shits and they’re not exactly strictly submissive in their behavior so don’t worry about you having to always have to make your character lead the plot because my character is too meek or something like that ! i love complex characters so bring forth your mess of people.

if any of this sounds particularly interesting to you, please reach out and message me ! i'd love to hear what caught your eyes, and a little bit about you !

thanks in advance!

[altrodent]

Sundress

Pairing: Abner Krill x reader

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, slight NSFW, little make-outish, friends with benefits, lots of flirting from other characters (besides Abner), PDA (Public Display of Affection)

Summary: Abner was living a totally “normal” life… until he saw his best friend in a sundress. ❤️‍🔥

(PS: does this photo look small out of editing (like when it’s posted) or is it just me??)

It was a rare occasion that The Suicide Squad would get to go on a badass mission to save the world. This wasn’t the first time, but the last mission of just tracking a small drug cartel wasn’t as fun as your current mission.

“Operation: Sun n’ Gun” Waller announced, the current mission list consisted of Harley Quinn, Bloodsport, Peacemaker, Ratcatcher 2, King Shark, Rick Flag, Polkadot man, and you! This was your first mission with everyone, except for Polka-dot man. As amazing as it was, you two had actually grown more together in prison, seeing as he was the only one able to get you to come out of hiding.

“Question-“ “No questions until I say so, Christopher. Your mission is to uncover a cult that plans on summoning some sort of Kathulu like demon from the ocean. As ridiculous as that sounds, I’m sure you’ve seen the human-sized weasel, so don’t think about the demon too much. Any questions?” Chris raises his hand, Waller ignores him and calls on Bloodsport, “How the hell are we gonna blend in, in a place like that?” He makes hand gestures towards himself, with the way everyone is dressed, he has a point. “We have that covered, and if we don’t have any more questions, we can get you all suited up and dropped down there.” She turns off the projector as we all make our way to a room, with in which eight people stand, each with a costume bag. They’re a thick white material so you don’t see what’s underneath “Jesus, do we really need to dress up?” Bloodsport groans, Waller taps your shoulder to give you the signal to let her through “It’s necessary if you don’t want me to eradicate you. Now, they will hand you the outfit, then your will get changed and head straight to the drop ship. Are we clear?” She eyes everyone, her eyes landing on your “You will need extra time, seeing as you will be distractor number one, understand?” Your brows furrow “Distra- what do you mean?” She sighs, “talk and walk, I’ll discuss it with you while you change. The rest of you, hurry up, and get dressed out.”

“So what’s this about me being distractor number one?” You step into a small dressing room, closing the curtain behind you. “As shocking as it may seem, the cult leader is obsessed with women, and with various amounts of research into his ‘type’ I felt as if you were the best candidate.” You open the bag “Is this a dress?” She leans against the changing room “I asked most of my men what they think women on the beach look most attractive in, and while I expected them to say ‘Skimpy Bikini’s’ or even nothing at all, the majority said Sundresses. Strange, but they know what would happen if they were to lie to me, so I trust their responses.” You exhale, loud enough for Waller to hear “I’ve done some fucked shit, but this is probably the weirdest thing I’ve ever done... or wore.” You turn it around looking at it from every angle, it isn’t even on you and you’re already concerned. “Look if anything happens, everyone else will be there to help… especially Abner Krill, he seems to have taken a liking to you.” You laugh a little bit “Feelings mutual.” You mumble to yourself, biting the inside of your lip just thinking about him, he’s cute, quiet, and as thrilling as you could ever imagine. He would sneak off and find you during free time, and if he feels like it, maybe gets a little touchy. But after two arms through the sleeves, the sundress is on “holy shit…” you step out, the only person left, looking more than perfect. You could almost see a slight smile forming at the corners of Wallers mouth “You’re ready. Hurry up and get on the drop ship. You have work to do.” You nod and quickly hurry to the ship. It’s fitting in all the right places, short in the most flattering way, and god damn you had to admit you looked hot.

“Woah.” “Holy shit!” “What happened to you?” You hop onto the drop-ship, everyone inside staring, even Colonel Flag of all people. Your face turns red from embarrassment, but there’s just something you can’t seem to not notice. Krill is sitting there, just looking at you. While he normally smiles once you spot him and then look away awkwardly, he is just staring. From shoulders, to thighs, he just can’t seem to get enough. You sit next to Abner, his eyes still scanning over your body. Cleo, Harley, and even King Shark still spewing compliments, “You look very nice in the dress!” “You’re so hot, OMG! We could be like- twins!” “PRETTY FLOWERS”, and you delivering them back. Peacemaker making inappropriate remarks, while Bloodsport just makes quick peaks with undeterminable facial expressions. You still turn back and see Abner, not looking at you. You gently graze your fingers over his hand, “Hey, you doing okay?” His head shoots up, as he was recovering from his daze. “Uh- yeah-“ he gazes finally meets yours and he offers you a soft smile. Peacemaker laughs way too loudly “He totally wants to bang!” Abner looks away, ashamed “Don’t worry Polka-man, I would too, trust me-“ you shoot Chris the most painful daggers, “What? It’s a compliment, ever heard em?” You grimace “Chris, I will shove this umbrella so far up your ass, I swear” Flag stammers into the conversation, “I will say you look very nice.” You smile, “Thank You, Colonel Flag.” He smiles back, Chris pouting in his seat.

The drop-ship lands and quickly lets you all off. “So we just have to stay on the beach all night and wait for the cult to arrive?” Flag asks Waller, “Yes, and remember if you deviate-“ “We lose our heads…” you all say in unison. “Well, we get to have a fun day in the sun before we uncover a cult.” Flag says, grabbing some of the luggage. “Did Waller provide these?” Cleo asks, “Nope, I just don’t want to be bored for however the hell long the cult takes.” Bloodsport and King Shark grab the rest of the stuff before everyone else goes ahead. “After you” Flag winks at you, you blush. You go ahead and catch up with Abner “Hey” he smiles at you, biting the inside of his lip. You lean your head against his shoulder “Hey, you feeling better?” He nods “Yeah, sorry… it’s just rare to see you out of orange. You look…” you can hear his breath hitch as he tries to avoid looking at you. “Stunning.” He says trying to hide an oncoming smile. Getting a random burst of confidence, you shoot back “Well you can look at me as much as you want before the mission really starts” you can hear Cleo “oooh” to her rat, Sebastian. He mumbles, “I’d like to do more than look.” You genuinely didn’t hear what he said, but it couldn’t have been that important… right?

After about 30 minutes of walking through the jungle, you reach the beach and set up. Immediately, you realize the only fault of the disguise… you can’t swim. There wasn’t a bathing suit or anything in there, so unless you want to strip, you can’t get in the beautiful, clear water. You pout, laying on your beach towel. Although you wouldn’t really care just swimming in your undergarments, Chris had to be creepy and say ‘he wouldn’t mind seeing that’, which earned him a slap across the face. After a minute of pouting someone sits next to you, casting a light shadow on you. You look up to see him, “Abner, you don’t have to stay up here. Go, swim and have fun.” He leans back on his hands “They’re doing their own thing. Besides, I don’t want you to be lonely.” You smile, as you sit up be at his eye-level. And with a burst of, what can only be assumed as lust, Abner’s hand quickly reaches to yours, and his hands wander mindlessly. “Abner-“ his face leans in close to yours “yes?” His breath clashing with your own, his hand finding its way to your thigh. “What about the others?” His lips inching towards yours “I don’t give a shit what they do anymore.” His open hand reaches for your face as his lips clash with yours, and you’re down for the count. Your lips melt into his, and his hand that was placed on your thigh makes its way up to your waist. He earns a pleased moan from you that echos between your mouths. You can’t hear the others whispers over the sounds of the waves, but like Abner said, you don’t give a shit what they do anymore. Your back reaches the towel and Abner quickly starts to slightly hover over you. Once he pulls away, he starts leaving kisses around your jaw and neck. He loves the way your legs squirm when he touches the right spots. Your arms slowly work their way up his caging arms. “Abner…” he hums as his lips make their way down your arm and to your thigh. Your arms retract to hide your blush ridden face, his lips slowly growing closer and closer to the inside of your sundress. Hands wandering, heat rising, situation escalating. He pulls away before he goes too far, and holds your head in his hands “If I see any of them looking at you the way only I’m supposed to, I’ll do something rash.” He says calmly. “I won’t let them.” You both slowly sit up, as he gently moves you to his lap. “You’ve been praising me this whole time Krill, and I haven’t gotten a chance to do the same for you.” You pout, he leans his forehead against his “Don’t worry about it, love. I like seeing you in this… and in this way.” His almost liquor laced words keep making you want to come back for more, but you have to resist as much as you don’t want to. “Yes, but I like seeing you like this too. I’ve never seen you in just shorts before… I must admit, it’s much better seeing you this close.” You tease, he smiles shyly. “Maybe after this mission, if Waller lets us go… we could have our own beach date?” You cup his face in your hands, “Abner Krill, are you asking me out on a date?” He averts his gaze, as if he didn’t just ravish you on the beach in front of others. “W-well, I mean if-“ you bring a finger to his lips “I’m just teasing, Abs, I would love to go on a date with you.” His gaze returned to you, seemingly melting with love. “Words can’t describe how much I cherish you, love.”

You lean in before someone touches your shoulder “Sorry, Krill, but the Cult leader arrived, and we need your lover girl to go for him.” He pouts, as Flag helps you up. “I’ll be safe, Abner. I have You after all” You send him a smile before straightening the dress out.

“So, I just go over there, hope he’s seduced by me and get intel?” Flag nods “yep.” You give him a confused look “But why me, and not Harley or Cleo?” He straightens his posture “Well, out of all of us, you’re exactly his type. And if I may say, you do look very nice, so it should work.” You grimace “I don’t even wanna know how you figured out his ‘type’ of woman.” He seethes “You really don’t but, you’re ready just walk past him.” You fix your hair, puff out your sundress, and you saunter your way past him. He isn’t attractive, to say the least. Hell, you probably would’ve gotten with TDK before him. He’s scrawny, but has some muscles. Hair is probably the best feature, but has a hideous open scar on his face. You don’t stare too long, but as soon as you look away, he whistles “Hey there, Pretty Kitty, c’mere!” You walk over to him, and he’s basically foaming at the mouth when you walk up to him. “Well, what brings a pretty thing like you to this here beach?” You fake giggle “I just like the way the sun feels on my skin… why, should I be here for something else?” He leans in closer to you, as if he wasn’t a tiny bit terrifying to begin with he was humongous, at least 6’11. “Why don’t you come sit with me, I want to get to know you better” he holds out a hand for you to take, the pungent smell of old beer on his tongue. You take his hand, scared to see what he might do next “I’d like that.” He smiles “Good girl.” You want to barf, if anyone was going to call you that it’d be Abner… but we’re not gonna talk about that. He guides you to sit on his lap “Don’t be shy, now, baby. I won’t bite… unless you want me to.” His tongue, abnormally reptile shaped, you begin to wonder if he’s even human himself. Still, you keep up the act, giggling and blushing at his creepily “flirty” passes. “Take me out to dinner first” you drape your arms around his shoulders, “I can do a lot of things on a first date, baby.” He winks at you. Barf, gross, Ew, no, thank you. “Oh really… could you show me?” He smiles with an evil grin “I’d show you but we’d have to go somewhere more discreet.” You sigh, luckily your radio is on, so flag understands his signal. “What would you show me?” He leans in close to your ear, his hot breath tingling the peach fuzz on your face, all you can think about right now is Abner, how you want him to save you from this god awful mission “Whatever you want me to show you.” You lean into him, trying not to break character “Oh, my…” he chuckles before standing up with you still in his arms. He makes his way to the forest before he gets shot down by Bloodsport… and Chris too. The screams of other beach visitors echoing in the air, the beach eventually being fully cleared. He looks up at me with some of his final breath, “You fucking- you set me up whore!” You take one of his nearby beer bottles and break it on his head “I did, and you enjoyed it too!” You take the rest of the bottle and stab it through his chest. “Fuck! That guy sucks!” Quickly you’re scooped into a pair of arms, arms extremely familiar. “I’m so glad you’re safe. He didn’t hurt you right?” Abner checks your face for wounds “I’m okay, Abbie, I’m okay.” He holds you for a second before looking behind you in horror “What’s wrong-?” You’re cut off by the distant sound of chanting and eventually a giants roar. “No fucking way-“

“Are you kidding me?!” Everyone groans “I thought they needed their leader??” You drag your face with your hands before Waller comes back on the comms “Apparently, what you just did, is make their leader the sacrifice. I was hoping the sacrifice was just going to be our lovely Agent here, but whatever. Kill the demon and the cult members.” You’re furious “I’m sorry, re-fucking-peat what you just said?” Cleo gasps “She was trying to sacrifice you!” You turn to Flag “Did you know about this?!” He puts his hands up “I swear to god, I didn’t, you know that!” You huff “I don’t give a shit, I’m killing all of them, and when I am done, you better pray to whatever gods you all believe in that I don’t come back and kill the rest of you.” You argue, walking away… before quickly coming back “Okay, maybe not by myself, but- just come on!”

Operation: Sun n’ Gun: Successful!

Flying back to the prison, ready to be released was the best feeling. Well besides laying on Abner, and him being the most comfortable thing in your life. After your releasing, you did go on the beach date. It was quiet, empty, and most importantly; romantic. Now it was just you two against the world, and you both loved every minute of it.

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(A/N): I’ve been meaning to write him for a hot minute, and with the sundress season coming up I couldn’t get him and his slutty man face out of my head 🤭 Anywaysssss… I hope you enjoyed! 🩷

[practically-an-x-man]

1, 2, 3, 6, 27, 28?

Oooh thank you so much!

More fic writer asks!

the last sentence you wrote

Haven't actually had the chance to do any writing yet today, but here's the most recent sentence from when I updated Heart In Your Hands last night!

Lars wondered if it was good enough.

Thrilling, I know.

2. a character whose POV you’re currently exploring

There are several at any given moment, but I do have a WIP about Warren Worthington and his experiences with telepathy/mind control, and another one that explores Abner Krill's medical trauma. Most of my character-exploration-type fics end up pretty angsty

3. how you feel about your current WIP

Which one? lol

In general I feel good about all of them. I wish I could update them more often, but in terms of the actual writing and plotlines I'm proud of them :D

6. the word that appears the most in your current draft (wordcounter.net can tell you)

I'm actually going to pass on this one, since pretty much all of my drafts are WAY too long to reasonably plug into that site. Realistically, it's probably "the" or "a" or something like that.

27. your favorite part of the writing process

When the idea's locked in and you know exactly where you want the story to go, so you can just let the writing flow and watch the scene fall together. It's the best feeling when you can just get the scene transcribed exactly how you see it in your head.

28. your least favorite part of the writing process

Editing/prepping to post. Titles are hard, tags are hard, carefully scouring the whole piece to check that the italics and formatting didn't get weird (using Rich Text instead of HTML sometimes fixes that problem and sometimes breaks the whole thing) is boring and annoying, and it feels like it takes forever just to get it all ready to go.

[krillposting]

Real Abner Krill cult members will appreciate this:

I opened up the second of my precious hoarded Smashbox limited edition Polka Dot Man lipsticks today

[embodyingchaos]

my youtube channel!

hello everyone! i've recently decided to start a david dastmalchian youtube channel because i had noticed a lacking of david compilations, along with compilations for a few of his characters, and so i have decided to make videos for almost all his characters (that i can find content of) and make funny little meme-y compilations or even maybe scenepacks for editing!

i'm currently working on an abner krill video at the moment, which is taking like years to edit cause my phone is a piece of shit but you guys can request for any sort of video or scenepack if you want! i also may do other types of videos if i find the time and/or motivation!

[youcantrewind]

Find the Word Tag

Okay so, @indecentpause tagged my dnd character's aesthetic side blog (@silverthebard) and I'm feeling like that might have been either a typo or just reeeeally randomly chosen out of a hat, since I don't touch that account much these days and have never posted any writing there. BUT whether it was actually meant for me or not, I'm gonna do it anyways because it seems fun. 😂

I'm just gonna do it over here instead, because my "WIP"* isn't related to my boy Silver. (*quotes because it's done but I'm not done editing and posting the last chapter yet, so it's technically still a WIP, right?)

Okay. The task was find the words up, down, left, right, and start.

Bits from 'what if we kissed in the brig?'!

up:

Jeremy smirked at them, picking up the sparse tray, and headed back the way he'd come. Let's just get this over with, he thought to himself, hurrying back through the dining room. The less he had to look at the moofmilker in the shiny armor, the better.

down:

Tal just sat down next to him, back against the wall as well. "You're not the prisoner. You don't need to lock yourself up in here."

"I'm not locked in here," Jeremy jabbed his thumb towards the vent. "And technically neither are you. I've been meaning to ask you about that, actually..."

"About what?" Tal pulled his knees up, resting his arms on them.

"You know the vent is an escape route, but you've never used it, have you?"

Tal rested his chin on his arms. "I don't want to escape. I belong in here."

left:

Under the brig's bench was a crumpled piece of clothing, left from yesterday, forgotten. But it was his, and it was soft, and it smelled like him, and Tal didn't know why it helped but he pulled it into his bedroll, hugged it close, and fell soundly back asleep.

right:

He breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly wondering why the Captain hadn't provided him with a sidearm of some sort for this job. Surely this was dangerous, right? What if he had tried to escape? The closest thing Jeremy had to combat training was...

Well. He had a lot of siblings. Did that count?

start:

He shook that thought from his head, frustrated at how easily his mind wanted to destroy the trust that he thought they'd been building. No, he wouldn't let himself succumb to those dark thoughts and start sabotaging this conversation with another grumpy mood swing.

Believe in him, please. It's all you have.

There we go. I'll tag... hmm, who have I seen who has mentioned they've possibly got WIPs on the go? @abner-krill @ms-nerd and whoever else sees it and wants to take part. Your words to find are ones I saw someone else give out, because I like the possibilites: first, second, never and forever

[neeksnorton]

my baby my beloved my sunshine my love

[deaderthandoubledead]

[superherocaps]

[angelgaming45]

Photos of David Dastmalchian that I find amusing

[jada-b]