#horrorface

[toriglam]

It’s halloween month and my brand new single “Mereana Mordegard Glesgorv” is out everywhere! 

Put that record on and let’s celebrate October! ��

[friedrichstumpfiworld]

"DAS BÖSE" (manifestiert sich in dieser Gesichts-Katastrophe).

[dayfright]

@horrorface burnt an offering: [ corner ]   danny cornering mi.

【 the ghostface inflicts wild panic to any trial, though mi's panic tends to leave her utterly blind. he stabbed her--obviously--but after that? she hadn't been chased, whether she left too quickly or simply wasn't the priority, she did not know. how long had she been playing null-and-mouse? has she always been this much of an idiot? the adrenaline wears off--

mi is readily welcomed by the dirt below. it hurts. her stomach. why did this feel so much worse? alone, crumpled on the ground like a half-dead bug? is that all she is? will she die as one, too?

she isn't sure how much time has past when the ghostface finds her still on the ground. mi knew he would. the trail of blood she left draped across the stairs leading to the basement was surely a generous gift. not-so-generous was that one of her greedy "teammates" already took the only medkit stored in the basement. the entire reason she made the agonizing crawl down here. so, she leans against an empty crate, watching as her body pours out more blood than the human body should realistically has. this place sucks.

❝  . . . can you, just . . . get it over with . . . ? ❞ 】

[manufactoredxbyxdesign]

i need you to stay out of my way.

"A quaint suggestion."

Even as the words leave him the black tendrils only squeeze harder. From behind the dark shades the glow of his crimson gaze is still evident - callous even in the face of this supposed negotiation.

"But if you tread across my path too frequently what choice will I have but to put you in your place?"

The question is thick, like the bloodshed it promises if the answer angers him. Though he does not make moves to attack, he stays close. A faint smirk forming in the corners of his mouth.

[primitiveside]

002, a hospital waiting room at 3 in the morning. (tfw ur both at the ER from wounds secretly sustained from Doing Crimes)

set the scene.

The overhead light explodes. Relief from that clinic-white comes swift: darkness, punctuated by the blinks and screens of medical machines, and a long column of light coming in through the door's narrow window.

Riddick presses his hand over his eyes. In the opposite bed, an intubated patient urges the nurse call button. There's no immediate response. They're considered low priority - stabilized - and this hospital was like any other: overburdened, understaffed. Another instituion fatigued by the bottom line. There's plenty of time between rounds of check-ins with three patients to a room, and only one nurse tending to entire floors of the sick and ailing.

Eventually, that nurse comes, ushering in more light. There are two choices for where Riddick points. He chooses to accuse the guy whose trachael blockage makes him unlikely to start defending himself. 

Hard pressed for time, the nurse doesn't investigate. Restraints are applied while he furiously communicates with more button clicks. "Taking me away from doing my job to get attention is wrong," the nurse lectures, confiscating the call button.

Round, bright eyes settle on the last roommate. Bedbound, and preferably about to play along.

Glass and the desk plaque that'd smashed it are swept away. They're alone, back in relative darkness.

Riddick stirs. Deliberate, quiet. Pulling out the line from his forearm that soothed the ache. Comfortable is not the right state of mind. The pain is a necessary motivator.

His gaze shimmers over, heavy-lidded, but something else shines between their beds - suspended in offering, the needle's dribbling tip, still wet with a drop of blood, lingers. "You need this?" 

[finalslay]

@horrorface || starter call.

she should be running.

nancy knows that, yet here she is, staring straight back at the white mask peering at her through the tall grass of the swamp.

it had been mere chance that she'd spotted the ghostface — she had caught movement out of the corner of her eye as she crouched next to one of the totems, and then a keen eye had turned in that direction, only to see them crouched there. the journalist knows what happens when ghostface stares at you for too long — the killing blow comes quicker, comes faster and easier for him.

the truth is, nancy does not care.

in the fog, death is not permanent. it is an endless cycle, doomed to be repeated over and over again. why should she not use that to her advantage? why should she not take that opportunity to learn about those that relentlessly stalk her and the others?

“ i see you, asshole, ” she hisses, a satisfied smile crossing her features. “ thought you usually hid better than that. ”

the chances of this going sideways are very high — but this should at least prove to be beneficial for the others ; a distraction keeping the killer's attention.

[heartwrithe]

〖          one-thousand frenzied thoughts ping-pong against mi’s skull.  she can’t hear a single one.  she white-knuckles the edge of the table with her free hand.  cheap nail polish chips away against the surface.  scratch marks on each side.  pure fear the only restraint keeping her from attempting to rip the knife out,  her fresh blood seeping into the wood.

       she presses her forehead against the surface to hide away from the three corpses all around her.  what the hell is going on?  she knows the senseless violence should not shock her anymore.  but the macabre spectacle is what gets to her — four little dolls all propped up cute at the dinner table,  all within an ugly,  little suburban dollhouse.  

       fit to be played with until they break.

       the ghost face says something mi doesn’t quite process.  she wouldn’t be able to recall her own name if he hadn’t reminded her.

       ❝  . . .  my what . . . ?  ❞  she whimpers,  teardrops falling in her lap as she keeps her head down. hyperventilates. no more room for remarks or obscenities.  ❝  i — i don’t know . . .  please,  stop it . . . ❞  〗 

@heartwrithe mutters, in a small, smaller voice, "sorry. fuck, i'm sorry."

and jed has the decency to be forgiving. the voice he uses is jed's voice, airy and confident, "now, now, don't you know how to enunciate? how am i suppose to design the perfect interview if you can't fucking talk?"

jed's voice slowly dissolves into danny's voice. his real voice. a deep, guttural, petty creature inside his throat.

the other victims are slouched over the dining table, dead. an assortment of kitchen knives stuck into their palms. a knife stuck into mi's palm, still twitching.

sometimes, he misses his old job.

a pen and notebook adorn the ghost face's gloved hands. he has not been writing anything down; instead, there are crude drawings of stick figures being brutalized, x's over their eyes, round mouths for screaming.

"you're the last one, mi. tell me your story. your memories. then i can wrap this up."

[chrislaplante]

BRONTE'S COMFORT LIST

comfort food(s): pizza, tortas “ahoga perros”, corn “at-home-street-style”, nachos, chicken nuggets, beef taquitos, lentils, etc.

comfort drink(s): honestly? water. lol horchata and coca cola.

comfort movie(s): the exorcist, the terminator, the exorcism of emily rose, split, drive, foxfire, brainscan, constantine, candyman, the rocky films, the ip man films, the star wars (eps 1-6 & rogue one) films, school of rock, donnie darko, 8 mile, the crow, gus van sant’s last days, jeepers creepers, awake, secret window, pet sematary (1&2), rosemary’s baby, my soul to take, child’s play, psycho, the texas chainsaw massacre (remake), jaws, scream, the craft, the lost boys, edward scissorhands, beetlejuice, the matrix, american werewolf in london, the cabinet of dr caligari, zodiac, red dragon, rambo/first blood, insidious (1,2&5), the Halloween franchise, the Friday the 13th franchise, the a nightmare on elm street franchise (with remake), the evil dead (& remake), gremlins, ghostbusters (1&2), silent night deadly night, the amityville horror, my friend dahmer, murder by numbers, sinister, twister, twisted nerve, natural born killers, behind the mask, the sixth sense, Alice in wonderland, peter pan, dumbo, bambi, the land before time, the sword in the stone, the aristocats, the beauty and the beast, etc.

comfort show(s): bob’s burgers, dexter, sons of anarchy, 21 jump street, renegade, stephen king’s rose red, salem’s lot, american horror story (first two seasons), tales from the crypt, daria, catfish, the twilight zone, criminal minds, the x files, the green hornet, etc.

comfort clothing: ripped jeans, baggy (oversized) tees, baggy (oversized) hoodies, cargo pants and shorts, plaid button-ups, sweatpants (joggers), overall pants, long socks, sneakers, combat boots, trench coats, “grandpa” or “80s dad” sweaters, bunny slippers, sandals with socks, the occasional dress or romper, etc.

comfort song(s): what’s up (4 non blondes), stan (eminem), vampires will never hurt you (mcr), darkside (bring me the horizon), disgusting semla (morbid), one (metallica), the hunger (distillers), burn (the cure), oye mi amor (mana), afuera (caifanes), jeremy (pearl jam), numb (linkin park), nightcall (kavinsky), etc.

comfort book(s): red dragon, the wasp factory, frankenstein, damien echols’ autobiography, darkly dreaming dexter, joyland (sk), into the wild, the jedi quest book series, the i am not a serial killer book series, the crow (comic), the exorcist, salem’s lot, drive, constantine (film novelization), hellblazer (comics), per yngve ohlin (clem petit-huguenin), lots of old dh darth vader comic runs, etc.

comfort game(s): battleship, guess who, perfection, operation, ouija, “baseball” (card game), checkers, chinese checkers, puzzles, dark lore, the golden ticket, duck hunt, hog.warts legacy, etc.

stolen from: @walkeddeath. framing: @k4rlsson, @freakarus, @strigoix / @miercolaes, @morb1dg1rl, @wastrels, @liraspins, @likeorpheus, @stringmastery, @hangtenn, @nuks, @andtheylive, @absentpublic, @00sgoth, @punkzombie, @popularmxnster, @mrdelroy, @allevils, @getslashed, @bloodykneestm, @helvehte, @helltoraise, @facepeeled, @cheekypriest, @v011d, @roznrot, @poisonedfire, @butscrewmefirst, @notimminent, @sweets1n, @daensuse, @horrorface, + you.

[anarkissm]

where to find me!

@horrorface , @seasmoon , @tagaloak

[dayfright]

@horrorface

【 yun-jin startles only slightly at danny's sudden emergence, grazing a hand against her temple to relax her face into a neutral expression. the physical evidence of a mostly sleepless night has been appropriately hidden underneath foundation, but she fears that means nothing if she's jumping out of her skin at the slightest noise. how exhausted must she be to not even see him come in? a polite smile flickers across her lips. it doesn't reach her eyes.

❝  don't worry about it -- it happens. ❞ she should've figured he'd waltz in late like this after he barely even acknowledged the invitation to begin with. how long ago did she try to set this up in the first place?

❝  thank you for coming on such short notice. ❞ 】

behind a glass of draft beer, the man called jed olsen watches a reserved table positioned by the panoramic windows of the hotel's gilded restaurant, rheumy eyes following the waiter escorting @mortisvitae to an empty chair that faced the bar, the row of casual drinkers concealing his scrutinizing stare like tall grass.

yun-jin lee arrives at their venue early, fifteen minutes before the first shade of dusk. but jed— danny— arrived earlier than that.

the sunlight fades. danny decides to let her wait an additional twenty minutes, let her watch the other patrons around her finish their meals and stand up to leave. he assesses her expressions, the lacquered nails tap-tapping against the tablecloth.

"sorry i'm late," he announces, smiling. behind her, now. the lens of his camera grazes yun-jin's shoulder, as he brushes past her and quickly occupies the chair set across from hers.

"traffic was murder."

[toriglam]

I'll have you under my spell tomorrow! #witchhaunts IS COMING SOON!, MY BRAND NEW SONG!

[mrgoatman]

what does your heart look like ?

broken, missing pieces that once were there

Your heart has been torn before, chipped and maybe even shattered. Some pieces will never be recovered, and you are shaped by the loss. But it can still be shaped into something tangible, something good, even with its flaws and imperfections. You don’t have to do all the work of rebuilding by yourself. Allow other hands to leave their fingerprints on the new heart you create from the remnants.

a cage with iron locks

You are an enigma. You take care to remain that way. You aim to keep people guessing; your motives are uncertain even to yourself. What is it you truly want? You’ll never know if you keep your heart locked away like that. You deserve to be known, truly and fully. Stop being afraid of what you might find if you open your heart up to self-reflection. Stop thinking that no one will love you the moment they understand you. You are more than the facade you put on.

tagged by: @anarkissm <33

tagging: @rejsesende @mortul @batoushoujo @pxppinmolly @horrorface and whoever feels like snagging it

[aracmilidibujosfotografiasart]

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[friedrichstumpfiworld]

Fast growing Head.

[m4a-tv]

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[davidmichaelwright]

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