#killer is a nerd

[trytofic]

So uhhh I wrote something. Killer gets a pet dragon lol

He opens a new box and carefully snaps all the little pieces together, hair flowy and shining, a long set of wings carefully attached to the back of the figure. Killer loves these things, as much as his friend Dust makes fun of him about it, he just can’t see the beauty. Its less of who it is but more of the craft. The figures he collects have such fine detail, its almost like he can see the fabric with ever craved line on them. He sighs as he places the figure in its new spot. This whole room is dedicated to them. He can’t believe that he gets to own such things, but ever since he started working again, his collection could stay. He smiles at his newest gem before he turns off the light, deciding its time to got to sleep. 

He wakes to a crash, and he bolts from his mattress. It sounded like it came from his collection. He grabbed a knife he hid under his bed for completely practical reasons, and absolutely not for when his friend came over to have some fun. When he opened the door, his hand slamming on the wall to turn the lights on, he saw in the middle of the floor a small black creature. He was hissing and writhing, he noticed its eye was a bright cyan color. He is surrounded by glass, he’s the one who made the glass shatter. He looked around to see several figures on the floor, only one not broken from the commotion. His hands shook as he saw the damaged figures. He kneels getting ready to pick them up when the creature hisses and shrieks at him. Stumbling backward, his bones hit the ground so hard he let out a startled yelp.

“What re you doing in here you stupid thing!” He could feel liquid coming from his eyes but chose to ignore it. “You’re breaking my things and you’re going to wake my neighbors.” He says with his teeth grit tight.  

When the creature hisses again and jumps at him, he grabs it by the tail.

‘Let go of me to stupid dolt!’

“What?”

‘You heard me! Put me down this instance!’ Killer dropped the creature into his lap, and it began to look over his legs and wings. As he began to lick his wounds, he could still hear an angry growl. ‘This is my hoard now and I will defend it with my life.’

“You’re what? My 40K figures?”

‘Is that what theyre called? Figures?’

“Well yeah. Wait… how is this your hoard and you don’t even know what they are? What the heck even are you?”

‘I am a dragon of course! How uneducated are you?’ 

“A dragon?”

‘Yes! Now tell me about my hoard! Do they need heat to keep them together and shiny? What value do they hold? Are they likely to be stolen?’

“Woah woah woah, look.” He takes in a deep breath. “First of all, these are my figures. I bought them with my own money, I make sure they don’t get dusty buy keeping them, I make sure the room doesn’t overheat to they can melt. These are mine. So whatever you think you’re going to do here, aint gonna happen!”

‘Plastic? Dust? Wait, are these not valuable?’

“They are to me you little snake!”

‘Do not call me that you pathetic oaf! I am a dragon! I am created to guard a hoard, and this had been decided as my hoard!’ Killer looks down in his lap to see his wings spread out and his feet more webbed that claws. His tail rounded but long. He was more like a sea serpent than a dragon. But he also noticed one eye was closed as he spoke to him. He looked around to see there is a black liquid on some of the glass that is shattered on the floor.

“Are you hurt?” He asks bringing his phalanges to the dragon’s eye. It hisses and he sees the black liquid begin to drip out. He stumbled to his feet, the dragon hissing as he was lifted.

He rushed to clean up his wound and the dragon in his hands shuddered with the gentle touch to his eye. The whole process was silent, and Killer knew he needed to go back and clean up the room, but this little dragon, took priority.  Once his eye was cleaned, he put a small bandage over it.

“Don’t scratch at it. It’ll only get worse if you do.” He huffed, his feet leading him back to the room. He set the dragon down and he sat staring up at Killer. He stared at the broken figures and his shoulders sunk. Some of these designs weren’t even sold anymore, but as he stared down at the dragon who sat staring at the figures, he couldn’t be too upset with him, since he didn’t know what he was doing. He let out a groan as he left to find something to clean up the mess.

As Killer stared at the mess, he let out a sigh and began cleaning, the dragon curled on a shelf, watching him closely. He placed the figures that could be saved in one pile and the ones that he wouldn’t be able to repair in a garbage bag. His soul felt like shattering as he stared at them. He picked of some of the pieces and he could hear his bones begin to rattle. Why did this bother him so much? They’re just figures. He jumped when he heard a small chirp from the shelf and he looked to see a worried expression from the dragon. 

“What should I call you by the way?” Killer asked as he put his hand over his eyes. 

‘I… I do not have a name. Is there one you think would suit me and my hoard?’ The dragon’s tail slightly swayed.

“Nightmare.” He chuckled. “In the Warhammer universe Nightmares are not mortal born creatures, they’re fantastical and strong.” He looked over at the dragon to see its cyan eye grow large and shone in awe.

‘That sounds like a lovely name. I would love to hear more about the story of this universe.’

“Oh, I have a few books somewhere in here that are just stories from in the universe. I know I have some rule books and modules, but the novels are pretty good too.”

‘That sounds lovely. Since you have given me a name, may I ask yours?’

“Killer.” He smiled as he walked over to the dragon. “I know it was a little rocky, but I hope we can enjoy the collect- hoard together.” 

‘I as well.’

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

demanding a series in the same vein (heh, vein) as Dexter/Hannibal wherein a prolific serial killer plays cat & mouse with the police--except the serial killer in question is a preteen schoolgirl. this would make for compelling television due to the fact that middle school frequently causes girls to become deranged, and more media should reflect this

[ayumi-honda]

🚘😎🌼🖤🌼😎🚘

Today in features that never made it into the Good Omens book/series: 60s female presenting Crowley, the Citroen 2CV and the mention of "psychedelic black" as revealed by @neil-gaiman in tumblr asks and the Script Book for season 1.

This largely self made cosplay "premiered" at the Proud Nerd Con in Goch and is based on a mix of 1960s fashion research and incredible fanarts of our favourite grumpy demon. The car belongs to hannah._.horror 🚘

Free background from freepik.

[cherrycherryves]

AHHH AH AAAAAHHHH THIS SPAGHETTI IS SCARING MEEEEE AAUHGGGGG

(Tomato sauce is getting everywhere as I freak out)

(The waiters are stone-faced as I flail around)

[golfishwiththebigeyes]

Hark, you've received Sojiwoman, now Boytaba be upon ye

[qin-qin16]

Killer, the type of guy who would take you to see cars burning in some abandoned lot on a first date.

[breadandblankets]

one of my favorite things about tim is that he is truly and honestly no one's favorite. he's no one's first choice, he's not even his own first choice.

what makes him a good hero is not his need to be the best but need to fix things that are broken. he wants to make a difference and decided well if no one else was going to do it, might as well be him.

thing is now, he doesn't know how to stop. he was robin when no one else was, and now he doesn't really know how to be anything else

[cclowneryy]

i came back from the dead so i can 🤓☝️ about laughing jack

so i thought about Laughing Jack and how he had a couple of previous designs before the iconic one we know of today and i found a handful of them that circulated around 2012

(original artist by sabrinanightmaren)

this was when he rocked out the chains which i wish he still kept because it does symbolize him being a “prisoner” for Isaac. anyways hi and yes i am alive and i will try to post more but i’ve just been busy w college and work X(

[aquareegia]

i like to pretend that when ivy acquired this sparkly jacket he went "this is the skin of a killer, bella"

[kaygee-doodles]

OH MY GOD

IT'S A NEW CHAPTER

Guest Starring Killer

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

chuckles<3

i colored some old sketches i had buried down my art folder hhh xD

buns, ribbons and dessert belong to me

berlingot and orchid belong to @bluepallilworld

[yellowocaballero]

I admire your commitment to writing tim drake as having spent his formative childhood years on a different awful forum in every universe. it fills a conspicuous void in the fandom ecosystem.

I want to put this ask on my wall. Thank you for understanding me. Thank you so much.

Look, I think there are reasons why characters act the way they do. So often when writing Batfam people put in 0 work into actually establishing why or how a character is Like That, which feels necessary when the character is the most Like That of all time. You end up with a father-son or brotherly soulmates situations and it's bizarre. Why are you adopting this child you saved, you save fifty children a day and there is nothing special about him.

Tim Drake is a fucking freak and there needs to be a reason for that. Child neglect isn't enough. Somebody like Tim needs a very specific thing to happen in their lives to get them to the point of making his decisions. He needs to be obsessive, to spend time in a place that feeds and validates his obsessions, to be in a place where he can easily collect a great deal of data to construct a pathway model, and for all of this to happen without leaving his room. It has to be the internet. Tim is a guy who the internet churns out. I know he's from the 80s but Tim as a person is somebody who is so chronically online in the weirdest way. Not chronically online how WE'RE chronically online. He's on the weird forums. Like those military simulator game forums where military personnel post classified blueprints for future military tanks in order to win an argument. Those kinds.

If you were a domestic terrorist in the early 00s you were probably on Something Awful. All I can say (Actually, technically the SA thing is an anachronism - it didn't actually pick up until the early 00s. But it was the website that worked the best, explained the most, and I fucking needed to make the 'But he wouldn't tell her what the awful thing was' joke, so here we are). This is also the reason for the other anachronism of NW. Homestuck.

[anxious-bort]

Imagine for a second that you are living in a big library in a culture based on academic studies.

Now imagine that one day you and your best friend/soul mate/cousin stumble upon a 10 000+ year old book with a cool name that you both really **really** like.

Good. Now what if the day came where you are going to merge completely with aforementioned best friend/soul mate/cousin to become a single entity and you had to choose a name. Tell me that you wouldn't think first about names from your favorite book.

Bottom line is I think Camilla and Palamedes were Dune nerds and named themselves after Paul Atreides

[sharpth1ng]

ive been watching everything on the debaser movie list but do you have ANY idea where to watch killer nerd i cant find it anywhere and its gonna drive me crazy to have one movie unwatched

Honestly i really tried to find it for you but I couldn't, I'm sorry. Pretty sure I watched it on youtube but it's not there anymore.

If anyone finds it let us know!

[what-have-i-unleashed]

chat do you think dust and killer engage in zoologically accurate pet play? dust (rabbit) is aggressive, biting and destroying everything. meanwhile, killer (cat) engages in a bizarre courtship ritual where he makes dust run around and chase him for hours, and he will also fight anyone trying to poach on dust.

[jovialsnerdzone]

I’ve had the concept of a slasher movie AU rattling around in my brain for a while… not sure if I’m gonna make anything huge out of it but the idea is there