#chainsawcutiie

[stopthecarrrr]

@chainsawcutiie encounters Steve Harrington in the fog!

Steve Harrington was no stranger to seeing new people enter the realm of fog and today was no exception. He'd heard whispers about it, that a girl had joined the ranks among them. It appeared today would be the day that they got to meet, but not under the circumstances that he had hoped for. They had only just arrived at Hawkins National Laboratory, Steve's least favorite place to be sent to. As he rounded the corner to enter the room where the portal to the Upside Down was normally located, he could hear the chittering of the Demogorgon. Great...So not only was he in his home location, but he was up against that damn thing now too. Doe eyes scanned the room, settling upon another survivor. This had to be the one, the one everyone was talking about. A screech sounded in the distance, the Demogorgon drawing ever closer but it didn't seem like Juliet had any intentions of leaving. She'd be on the hook in seconds if he didn't move. Strong legs carried him up the stairs and over to the generator. There was no time to explain, Steve grabbing her hand and making a quick shushing motion with his free hand. Carefully he led her down the stairs and to a nearby corner just before the creature entered the room. "Don't.move."

[darliingx]

adore them.

⛓️ power & denji ⛓️

[majomaart]

🐺🍦

I really love to do these kinds of illustrations!🍃💚🧡✨

Aki and angel enjoying an afternoon together is all I need to be happy(⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)🌼✨🌿

[citizenstarlight]

        “I love your skirt."

★ ╼ MINI STARTER CALL! | @chainsawcutiie

[jujumzzart]

🍓🍑chainsaw man inventory - fanart🍑🍓

[miercolaes]

❝ do you ever have moments of clarity in which you remember that you completely and utterly do not matter? ❞ she queried, albeit lost in a trance. wednesday cannot make the difference between psychic visions and her brain rapidly deteriorating. but the sheer anguish that she feels in her body is good enough. obsidians dart towards @chainsawcutiie, the sight causing lightheadedness : too much pastel should be a crime! ❝ if you forgot, you're welcome. ❞

[creatureshrieks]

"if something doesn't feel right it usually isn't. it's always a good idea to trust your instincts."

@chainsawcutiie || Juliet & Maria || prompted.

Instinct. Could she ever really trust her instincts, though? Part of her instincts told her to die. Another part told her to live. Underneath it all, however, is that unending desire to not be alone. To find him, be with him, some urge that seemed interwoven into every strand of DNA. Of course, it isn't like anyone knew or... well, outside of one person. He knew. He told her to stay away that James was a bad man. She didn't listen. She couldn't listen. That instinct to find him was too... strong.

She didn't think she regretted it, though. Maybe.

Regardless, she offers the girl a smile. It's not like she knew about any of this and Maria certainly had no reason to tell her.

" That... sounds like good advice. I guess that means you have good instincts? "

[spiderwove]

"Hmmm...maybe so." Juliet says with a hum. One by one she plucks blades of grass from the ground, her legs lazily kicking almost in rhythm as she does so. "Have you ever thought about how weird genetics are? It's like a mystery slushie where nothing is guaranteed." Dice roll would have been a better analogy. But sweet treats had been on her mind as of recent, so mixing that with deep end thoughts tends to create silly results. "By the way, do you think cannibalism is genetic? That would totes suck."

Sable hummed with a frown in agreement. Whenever anyone saw her parents next to their only child, they seemed to look on with pity. A look which said ' oh you poor dears, ' like Sable was some unfortunate thing that was forced on them rather than their child. They accepted that pity with such grace and sorrow because genetics had truly done something so horrible to them when they gave them their daughter.

" Then prions would be way more common than they already are. Do you know how many of our ancestors ate each other up to make it? Our brains would all be melting. " @chainsawcutiie

[gotaletter]

i wouldn't do that if i were you.

THE MOST CLICHÉ LINES OF DIALOGUE

It's hard to argue with a woman wielding a chainsaw. Whatever it was that James was doing is immediately put to a halt, and he holds up his hands defensively in order to show yeah, okay, I'm not gonna do it.

"H-Hey!" He stutters, fear evident in his voice, "I didn't mean anything! I just uh... I just was curious, that's all!"

[moonshine-starlight]

Absolutely love these parallels ✨

Chainsawman is a work of art 🤌🏻💥

[stopthecarrrr]

@chainsawcutiie liked for a flayed/corrupted starter!

It was another of their long drives with no destination in mind, just breezing through town and just enjoying the music. But there was something a little off about Steve on this particular night. Rather than cheery demeanor at their conversations, there was a certain amount of skepticism that hadn't been there before. They were discussing the previous zombie outbreak, and all of Juliet's heroic antics during that time. A laugh takes to the air, Steve rubbing at his forehead with one hand as he drove. "So what I don't get about the whole thing is...Why risk yourself like that? I mean, sure you gotta protect yourself but why everyone else? Especially those who don't even bother to give you the time of day. I guess I don't really see the point." He mused, dark optics glancing over at her briefly before they once again focused on the road.

[darliingx]

𓊆Denji♡Power︎𓊇

[stankycowboy]

“I couldn’t help but notice that you seemed a little… sad sack-y today.”

Severen bends the playing card between his fingers and flicks his wrist. It is an expert throw, forty one cards now lying in the ice bucket at the far corner of the room. He lets out a long sigh. There is definitely a difference to the usually jubilant attitude he affronts her with. None of the ebullient charm, or exhaustive energy. Not only is he distant, he is sullen, an odd turn for one so vivacious. For a long time he had not known what day the dawn sun had risen on, the one that burned away his clan. He now regretted the knowledge deeply. It was an unfortunate discovery, now even when he tried to forget the anniversary, it instead became a focal point in his mind. A blaring sign as bright as the neon outside. "S'nothin'" he deflects, a different sort of edge to his voice. It is not anger, it is not quite irritation, but it does bode ill for prying questions. There will be few answers given, and each will come at a price. Forty two cards now fill the plastic container, and the tension in his jaw is clear, even to mortal eyes. There is something building up inside him, it has been for some time, and now he can no longer contain it. "Can we do something?" He asks in a near shout, almost exploding to his feet. Continuing his outburst, he slings the slim remainder of the pack across the table, hands up in tightly clenched fists. His face contorts into a dangerous rage, crinkling the scarring around his eyes--a menacing visage. Stomping to the door, he leans against the frame, it creaks as he pushes into it. A soft splintering sound as the paint crackles around where his fingers curl. "I--" he hesitates from saying the same words he heard Homer say, ("I'm gonna take the air"). He goes quiet instead, completely silent as he opens the door, and steps out for a smoke.

[majomaart]

It's already December and my Christmas mode🎄✨ is active(⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠) ☃️🪄

[silntfangs]

                  NORMALLY,   THE   BOYS   WOULD   STEP   IN   IF   PEOPLE   NEEDED   IT.   Most   of   the   time   it   was   to   gauge   if   food   was   possible.   However,   there   was   always   that   gnawing   need   to   protect   in   Dwayne.   It   wasn’t   as   strong   as   it   was   with   his   brothers,   but   those   who   appeared   like   they   needed   more   assistance   would   usually   get   the   aid   of   one   of   The   Lost   Boys.   However,   he   was   aware   looks   could   be   deceiving   when   the   blonde   knocked   over   one   of   the   surfers   that   plagued   the   area,   “   Nice   punch.   I   think   you   broke   his   nose.   ”   amusement   filled   his   words. @chainsawcutiie

[creatureshrieks]

❝ goddamn it, i wanna punch you so bad. ❞

@chainsawcutiie || Juliet & Frank || prompted.

The response from Frank was immediate, an excited laugh only barely muffled by the mask on his face. His mouth stretched into a wide grin, mirroring his drawn on visage. " You're feisty. "

He liked it when they were. Liked it when they fought. Liked it when they cursed him out and made themselves a fucking challenge. He liked when they stood their ground. He twirled his knife in his hand, gripping onto the blade tighter.

" Come on, baby girl. Go ahead and try. Make it fucking count. "