#killer x r

[fantasydoctor]

they need a really cool ship name RIGHT NOW

[venleaf]

Guess Venleaf's fav R1999 Chara!!!

extra hard edition

[didderd]

(warning: very suggestive drawing under the read more)

o///o)

Snaps' new boyfriend kinda hot tho..

Scar belongs to @skelekins Snaps belongs to Scar me

[batshikns]

h.here are the mc ocs. for each route.

[meimeikyu]

cross 🤝 dust

horrible gasters

bcs xgaster is well. xgaster. and handplates dust is my fav hc forever

i like to think he only remembers the handplates events after he becomes dust and it. does not make things better for him!!!

[deliriuxe]

Can you tell I'm mentally ill about this fic

Renata and R&R -> @wishing-stones

Baggs -> megalommi

Killer (by Rahafwabas), Dust (AskDustale), Axe (Sourapplestudios), Cross (Jakei95), Nightmare (in the back reading) (Joku)

[pants-shitter-ultimate]

TEEHEE ARTBOOK EDIT OF ME AND MY BIG AND TALL PARTNERS ♡♡♡

[lovecatsys]

oughggh something that makes me insane about the dynamic between Akihiro and Laura is that they're both outcasts who see themselves as Different than everyone else but the contrast is that Laura in the early days doesn't understand a lot of social skills and societal rules even if she has some idea she has a hard time following by them. but she Wants So Badly to be like other people, to be Human, she wants to fit in and she tries so hard to because she wants to be good, she wants to be better than her upbringing.

Meanwhile Akihiro has always understood societal rules and expectations, social skills, etc and is able to use them to fit in perfectly into whatever role he is playing at the moment, but he doesn't actually Care about following them at all. He's an outcast who has always viewed himself as being different than everyone else and he doesn't care at all about fitting in or trying to live in human rules. Because he doesn't care about anyone else, he doesn't want to do good, he likes hurting people because he has lost sight of their relevance.

It sets up such an interesting contrast between the two of them, Akihiro can fit in but he doesn't want to, Laura can't fit in but she wants to. Akihiro was groomed to be a killer and it's all he wants to be, Laura was created to be a killer but she wants to be good. Akihiro doesn't understand why Laura wants to do good and wants to fit in when she has such power, Laura doesn't understand why Akihiro limits himself by separating himself from society. They intrigue each other because they come from such similar places but have such different values and goals. But Akihiro is especially intrigued by why she is like this, and seeing this in her is what helped him change to be more like her.

[jeetlebeetle]

Poor Alastor… I love RadioFemme, good thing I wasn’t the only one ships them. :)

Al really can’t catch a break 😔

Same! I wish it had a bit more traction— i find the concept of a one-sided relationship kind of enforced by the whole “i own your soul” thing super interesting! Especially since Alastor canonically hates being weaker than others its like the Ultimate Position of Vulnerability / Weakness and i love exploring that side of a character like him who’s usually so In Control. Strip this man of all control and toss him into a very unfamiliar situation and watch him grapple with his mental and emotional stability 🤩

[pieflavoredartz]

CLICK FOR BETTA QUAILLTYYYY 🥳

its his freakin day ‼️n yea i had ta add a sprinkle of kiraboss, dawg. who do u think i is 🤨🤨

[racheld93]

murder boyfriends. A playlist for Billy Loomis x Stu Macher. Scream 1996. OG Ghostface Killers.

[popchoc]

for the prompts - 08 You and me, babe, how about it?- Marina (was this prompt inspired by the dire straits song romeo and juliette?👀)

Maya Bishop & Carina DeLuca, Station 19

08: You And Me, Babe, How About It

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"Buon Natale," Carina beams happily, raising her glass.

Maya mirrors her gesture as well as her cheeky smile. "Merry Christmas," she toasts from the opposite side of the couch, her feet warm underneath Carina's. "Assuming I guessed that one right."

"You did," Carina chuckles, almost spilling her wine, before shaking her head in amusement. "I can't believe you still haven't mastered Italian, after all those lessons. Can you even form a sentence yet?"

"You know I can," Maya cries out, pulling an indignant face. "I'm singing Bella Ciao all the time, beginning to end!"

Her protest only makes Carina laugh harder. "That's because you learned it by heart - phonetically! Which, I admit, is very impressive. But do you have any idea what it's about?"

Maya shrugs - taking Carina by surprise as she already braced herself for Maya taking the bait. "I don't care what it's about," she simply says, "I just like the bella parts. They always remind me of you."

"Really?" Carina's face lights up, and not just by the dancing flames of the fire place. "That's so sweet. A bit weird, considering the other lines, but sweet." She stretches her arm until her hand finds Maya's resting on the back of the couch. "I actually have one of those, too. My own uhm... Maya song."

"You do?" Maya cocks her head, curious to find out more, then suddenly narrows her eyes. "Oh God, don't tell me it's Relight my Fire? Or Sex on Fire... or Girl on Fire... or..."

Snorting with laughter, Carina squeezes Maya's hand, making her stop listing at least two dozen more fire related songs. "Don't worry, it's nothing like that. It's Romeo and Juliet, actually."

"But that doesn't count," Maya sighs somewhat bummed, "That's just because you know how much I love that song."

Carina shakes her head again. "Uh-uh. It's way more than that."

Frowning even deeper now, Maya pulls her hand back to run her fingers through her hair, focusing hard as she recalls the song and its full lyrics. Carina keeps quiet, giving her a moment to work it out, and tries not to laugh again when she catches Maya mumbling the right line without realizing it.

"You don't remember, don't you?" she smiles, saving Maya from some rising frustration over this unexpected riddle.

"I'm afraid not," Maya admits, "But please tell me you don't think of us as this tragic or doomed..."

"Anything but," Carina winks, reaching out again and bopping her head. She doesn't need to say anything for Maya to understand. Swiftly moving towards her, Maya turns around and nestles herself in Carina's embrace.

"Alright, I tell you," Carina goes on when they are both settled and comfy. "It was the night before Christmas—"

"Carina!"

"Okay, okay, it wasn't," Carina laughs, "It was a few days after we met, the day you came looking for me at the hospital."

Maya shifts a little in her arms, mumbling, "I had to start somewhere."

Smiling at the memory, Carina nuzzles her nose in Maya's hair. "You did good. After all, you came over to ask me out. Which is where the song comes in. You still don't remember?"

"I don't," Maya grumbles, hiding behind her palms. "But something tells me it was really embarrassing." She looks up at Carina, slightly peeking through her fingers. "Be honest, did I say something stupid?"

"No, not stupid," Carina giggles, "More like... effective." She takes another sip of her wine, slow and leisurely, and puts her glass aside, deliberately stretching time a little more. "You told me you were thinking about going for another drink. And then you literally said: You and me, babe, how about it?"

"I did not!" If Maya wouldn't be trapped in Carina's tight hug, she would spring to her feet.

"You did!" Carina laughs, "I swear to God, you did!" She presses a kiss onto Maya's cheekbone, then whispers, "And I couldn’t be more glad. 'Cause look at us now!"

Maya opens her mouth, still not completely convinced, and far from ready to let go, but instead of some counter argument, a high-pitched scream falls of her lips as Carina suddenly moves away from behind her and just as easily manages to end up on top of her - captivating her by putting her hands at both sides of her head and locking their eyes.

"Smooth!" Maya grins, quickly catching her breath.

"You’re not the only one with some moves," Carina winks once more, before dipping her head to connect their lips. Their kiss is slow, full of promise, and when their eyes meet again Maya can tell she's up to something.

"It's the night before Christmas..." Carina hums quietly.

"It actually is," Maya titters in anticipation. "So what are you thinking?"

Carina kisses her again, then playfully wiggles her brows. "I'm thinking you and me, babe... how about it?"

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3k Celebration Prompts (closed)

[cjhern1109]

You would think that during my spring break, I can draw more but instead I worked overtime and slept through it. ( ‘-_-)…Anyways, I’m back in school, so here’s a small sketch for Catch and Release (Not digital as I’m already working on the monthly Frans prompt).

And update of this AU, I had thought of just making a simple one-shot fanfic with a cover to go along with it. However during development, the themes became too complex and sensitive to fit into one page. So this story would likely be fairly long with several short comics here and there that are related to the scene.

WARNING: This is a heads up on the dark themes and heavy messages, this AU will contain:

Discussion of depression, PTSD, and other mental health disorders (primarily in the male perspective)

Addiction to substances

Torture, graphic deaths, and suicide

Mental/emotional/physical abuse

Sexual assault

As shown, C&R is not for the faint hearted and really isn’t a romance despite our love of this ship. However I don’t think this shouldn’t take away what the story can offer as a toxic Frans AU and may provide some awareness for the warning above.

I’m going to leave my ask box open as to answer any questions or concerns about the AU. The story is still in development, so I wouldn’t be able to tell spoilers or change ideas for plot reasons, but willing to take good faith criticism.

[xxjeffthekillerxx]

me n my bf @ajanx13ty <3333333333

[silvcrignis]

Name: Bertram “Zachary” Joaquin Pointaire || “The Howler”

Blood Status: Lycanthrope/Shapeshifter

Eye colour: Amber/ Black or Grey when I’m real miffed

Age: 23 (He’s stuck there, he be dead)

Birthdate: 3/27/1959

Height: 6'4

Description: Man, this place fucking sucks! Should’ve never killed myself! You know how hard it is to hock stolen goods in a place with no solid commerce system?! ALSO HOW COME ONLY THE TERROR DOME HAS CONSISTENT WI-FI HOW IS THAT FAIR?! Ughhh anyway yeah yeah I used to serial kill in life now I serial kill in death. Oh why did I self delete? Dude, I wasn’t fucking letting the cops catch me & I die on my own terms, they weren’t gonna fire squad me either, mate! Also yeah I was a chemistry major. I know use my knowledge to make acid & poisons. Like watching someone scream & cry when they step into one of the ooze puddles is funny, it’s bright as fuck & smells to high fuck, these people are so fucking dumb!

[dramatic-dolphin]

going in the aib tag and counting how many x readers i have to scroll through until i find a normal post