#psychopaths in love

[chenziee]

death is the game

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[robinistrying]

reposting on tumblr because i want attention, and because the König brainrot is so damn real. catch me on AO3 if you want :3

+18 content MDNI please . contains : mentions of stalking, dom/sub dirty talk, obsessive behavior, oral, gun kink, breeding kink, maybe some others that i forgot sorry 🙏 psychopaths in love basically i love them so much ?

Made for me .

He observed her every day, it’s been about a month, at first he was supposed to assess the situation for a client but that was until he met her. Meeting? Not really. But he felt like he knew her, he watched her most of the day, even sometimes when she was asleep. She invaded his mind, He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, he had to have her. She will be his. She doesn’t have a choice. He had to gather information from her despite knowing that she wasn’t the best choice… but it had been so damn easy.

“Start talking princess I don’t have all day”

“I don’t know anything, how could you kidnap the worst person for intel is beyond me”

“You live with these criminals, they are your family” he raised an eyebrow, you must know something.

He drew his knife spinning it around, in an attempt to intimidate her which didn’t seem to work. Her eyes were devoid of fear, it was something else that he couldn’t quite decipher yet.

Her eyes were not leaving him, and his knife, she looked quite fascinated which made him even more curious

“Is this a staring contest sweetheart?” he chuckled “I can do this all night long”

“Oh I bet you do,” she said with another wicked smile

“Interesting,” he thought, she wasn’t reacting like hostages usually do. She was more calm. She wasn’t begging to be let free or even to stay alive. Maybe she didn’t know anything after all. But deep down he knew why he kidnapped her, the beast inside him made it do it. He knew it wasn’t rational, but he couldn’t help it. Since he took the first glance at her in his binoculars, he knew he had to have her.

“You seem deep in thought,” she noticed

“when he could be deep inside me instead” she thought and then she let out a long sigh.

“What princess? Why are you sighing? Are you tired ?” he said ironically

“I’m bored”

“Unfortunately I make the rules around here and it does please me to see you tied up and helpless”

Did she want some action? Fine he was going to give her some, she probably won’t like it. He drew his gun. and pointed it on her head.

She had a nervous laughter.

“You won’t”

He made the gun click, putting it against her lips this time.

“Try me, sweetheart, it wouldn’t be the first time”

Her wicked smile grew wider, she opened her mouth and licked the barrel.

His eyes were wide open, he knew that she wasn’t your typical hostage but THIS…

he wanted to try how far she’d go, he pushed the gun into her mouth, and when he thought she was going to tremble with fear, she started sucking it, raising her doe eyes, looking at him straight into his pupils. The eye contact made him done for. Sending shivers down his spine, he could feel the blood rushing to his cock.

“Such a depraved little princess” he muttered.

She was moaning around it, he couldn’t stop imagining how it would feel if it was his shaft instead. He pulled out, and she let out a moan of frustration, while her saliva was still connected to the barrel. He wiped it out the barrel on her cheek, the cold metal against hot skin.

“What a mess you made,” he said but his voice betrayed him he was very happy with it. “You think you gonna be out of this place with your little tricks?”

“Who said I wanted out?”

“You don’t want to leave ?”

“For someone who seems so sly, you can be really dense”

“Do not underestimate me Liebling” He said while taking a handful of her hair.

Lightly pulling on it to remind her who is in charge here. She winced a little bit. He used his other hand to raise her chin even higher. Analyzing her. He was obsessed with her and finally got her within his grasp. She looked so pretty, tied up, wearing only a tube skin-tight dress, he loved the softness of her hair and skin. But what he liked best was her eyes, the gaze he couldn’t get enough of. Sometimes innocent, sometimes calculated. She wore a pair of heels he had never seen before, she could never run in these.

“Where were you going dressed like a whore?”

“Nowhere”

“Answer me princess or I’ll have to hurt you and trust me this is ain’t going to be quick” he drew his knife again and started to tear her dress apart, the knife was so sharp, he cut through the link of her bra, he stopped just above her navel.

“You won’t believe me if I tell you,” she said, but she was hesitating. He could tell.

“Try me”

“I wanted you to catch me”

“Liar, you couldn’t possibly know about me”

“Check my phone in my purse if you don’t believe me”

He roamed through her purse and got her phone.

“What’s the lock ?”

“A heart”

A heart. How cute he thought.

He went through her phone and saw pictures of him, probably stolen from security footage. He made sure to have deleted those. How the heck did she have them? Out of curiosity, he checked her texts, it was mostly her rejecting guys he couldn’t help but smile at the thought and asking money from her criminal dad. Then her notes, that was by far the most interesting. She used them as a diary.

“I feel like I’m being followed”

“I figured it out… probably people that are out there to catch my dad”

“oh no he is hot”

“the biggest guy I’ve ever seen, with piercing blue eyes, I'm sure he has a handsome face, I just want to lift his hood and kiss him”

“I want him to ravish me actually”

“God I’m obsessed”

“He is always watching me I know, I’ll put on a show just for him, he has to see what he does to me”

“Why he won’t come up to me”

“Should I send light signs?”

“I did a little stalking his name is König, I love it, it suits him”

“He’s packing good lord I’m…”

“Come on come on … I’m waiting I’m so bored”

“I’m gonna go out, dressed like I’m going to the club or something maybe he will get the hint”

“Oh I did get the hint indeed sweetheart” his smile widening

“It seems you have a little crush on me are you?”

She was feeling shy all of a sudden “You weren’t supposed to read that” she said her cheeks getting redder.

“Don’t be ashamed of any of your feelings love, I enjoy that you feel that way about me”

Her heart beat loudly in her chest as his eyes darkened.

“Because I feel that way about you too”

Without a second thought, he tore apart her dress leaving her with her panties only. He cut the cord that was holding her legs together and said

“Spread them for me”

It was a thin satin-like string. He kneeled before her to take a good look. A wet patch was already present. He pressed two of his fingers on it, feeling her clit.

“Princess, you’re dripping for me aren’t you?”

She nodded while looking away.

“Feeling shy all the sudden Liebe? You weren’t like this when you were sucking my gun” he said amused. “Don’t hide from me, just be mine”

“You don’t understand, I’m insane” she confessed in a small voice.

“Do I look sane to you? I just kidnapped you, not for intel, I just wanted you and I decided you’ll be mine, understand ?”

“Why questioning me then?”

“To have a little fun. To see if you’d actually spill something but I didn’t really care, all I wanted …” he got closer, crawling between her parted legs, and even like that he was still taller than her “was you”

He had suddenly a euphoric laugh.

“Isn’t that funny? Looks like you were made for me Liebling” he murmured caressing her face.

A slight blush was still on her cheeks, her eyes glossy in a turmoil of emotions.

“You are so cute Schatz, I want to reward you” and just like that he cut her rope around her hands, she didn’t waste a second and lifted his hood to kiss him.

This kiss felt like ecstasy, heated and passionate, their tongues dancing around each other, exploring, tasting as if their two souls finally recognized each other and were ready to merge again. Both couldn’t get enough. Finally, she kicked the chair under her, their bodies now pressed against each other. He grabbed her waist pulling her against him while she roamed his back through his shirt, feeling his muscles underneath.

He lowered her on the floor, still kissing her, but his kisses went to her neck, she was so sensitive, that she moaned softly while running her nails lightly against his scalp. Then, he went to take care of her breasts, giving attention to each nipple, licking and sucking while massaging the fullness of her boobs at the same time.

His skillful tongue was sending her over the edge. She actually could feel her wetness dripping down her pussy but she didn’t care. All that mattered was him and what it was doing to her.

Then he went lower to her navel, dipping his tongue in it, teasing her for what was about to come. His hands still teased her chest. Ultimately, he reached her wet folds and licked all the way, up and down, burying his face between her legs. She let out a loud moan. He enjoyed having his face drenched in her juices proud that he was the one doing that to her.

His tongue was teasing her clit, then her entrance, he could feel her walls quivering and tentatively inserted a finger, then another one. He moved them in and out, fucking her with it while he ate her clit. She was panting and moaning, never in her life had she a pleasure this intense, her eyes welled up with tears.

“Oh my god, fuck” that’s all she could manage to say.

“I’m your one and only God love. Only I can make you feel like this”

She knew he was right. His essence was filling her veins, he could do anything and she’d let him. That’s how down she was. That’s how obsessed she was.

She was close he could tell. A sense of pride invaded him. He made her feel like this, it was exhilarating. The woman who haunted his dreams, occupied his mind 24/7 since he saw her, was now pleading for him. Urging him to make her, his. Forever, there was no other way. He’ll carve himself into her mind until he would be all that she’d be able to think about. “Yes. And then she’ll be all mine” he thought.

“I’m so close… König … I can’t” Hearing her say his name sends a rush of adrenaline through his veins.

“Come, Maus, come all over my face” he answered with a raspy voice.

He buried himself between her thighs, while her orgasm was overpowering her whole being. He felt her muscles thickening and her legs shaking. It was the hottest thing he ever experienced. It was so intense that her core was hurting as if she had done a thousand abs exercises.

He cradled her into his arms, whispering praise and love in her ears, and kissing her hair.

“You were perfect princess, so beautiful, so mine”

She couldn’t even speak, she pressed herself against his chest, humming his scent. Another thing she was going to be addicted to, it seems.

Slowly, she rose her head to look at him, her heart throbbing. Her hands gently grabbed each side of his hood to remove it so she could see his face, he was so good looking, the man of her dreams was even better than she could have imagined.

“You are handsome, even more up close”

He smiled at her, his princess thought he was handsome, and a warm feeling spread in his chest, it made him happy. But he was so used to his hood, that he would need time to get accustomed to showing his face.

She sensed it and put it back in place, she just made a small bow at the back of his head so she could still have access to his lips.

“Thanks, you Liebe. You have no idea how much you mean to me” he whispered while leaning to kiss her again.

The kiss started slow and tender, and it escalated in intensity quite quickly. This time, she climbed onto his lap, straddling him. Moving her hips on his hard-clothed cock. The tension between them only grows each second. Then she went down on him, slowly giving kisses all the way down to his abs, his happy trail until she reached his belt that she undid quickly, then the zipper of his cargo pants, and finally she freed his throbbing cock from his pants.

She knew he was packing but up close it was really huge. She was a little anxious but the desire to please him took over and she started by licking it all the way. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, panting ever so slightly. He wanted her to set her own pace first. Until she finally took him into her mouth, he groaned with pleasure. Her tongue was swirling around it, her cheeks hollowing, up and down. She couldn’t take him fully yet but she was yearning for it.

He chuckled “Have your mouth full Schatz? Can’t take more ?”

“I can,” she said in a muffled sound “I want to”

“Get on your knees then love”

When he got up, his pants fell at his ankles. He gave himself a few pumps while looking at her.

“You are so sexy, such a good little slut”

She moaned at the use of the crude name she enjoyed it a little too much. She moved her head to take his cock between her lips again.

“So eager,” he said while running his hand through her hair, caressing her scalp. This way she could take him deeper, her nose hitting his pelvis with each movement.

“Goddamn princess, look at you, taking all of me in your tiny mouth, your throat feels amazing,” he said while running his hand through her neck, feeling his cock going up and down. She met his gaze again, she had such a cockdrunken stare, she was really enjoying this.

“That’s it Liebling, this is perfect, you just keep looking at me with those pretty eyes, don’t take your eyes off me”

Then his eyes rolled. “Fuck, you’re so good at this Schatz” She did a pleased hum, while he gripped her hair so he could set up the pace. Using her as he pleased. He knew he made the right call when he heard her moans becoming even more enthusiastic.

When he was right about to come, he said “Tongue out, I went to see your mouth stuffed”

She did as she was told extending her tongue, mouth wide open. Then he came, his taste invading her mouth. A few droplets dripped off her chin.

“Swallow babygirl”, and she did, she also took care of the few drops on his glans. Cleaning him up.

“You’re such a good girl I am so pleased with you sweetheart”

“Thank you, thank you … “she murmured like a mantra, kissing all the skin she could reach. Every time she kissed his skin, the shivers were invading his body. He never thought he could want her more than he already did but he does. He was ravenous, always hungry for more and so was she.

She was like an angel fallen from the sky, his devious little angel.

He took her hands in his, bringing her up, and pulled her against his warm body. He grabbed her chin and kissed her again. “You’re mine” he muttered between kisses

“Yours” she answered responding to his kisses with even more fervor. They were roaming each other's bodies with their hands when he couldn’t take it any more, he grabbed her waist and lifted her to take her to a darker corner of the room where a bed awaited them.

“That’s not how I imagined our first-time babygirl but rest assured, I will make up to you because you deserve the best”

“It doesn’t matter as long as I’m with you,” she said as he dropped her off on the bed.

“You are so cute Schatz but I do care, just trust me to take care of you”

He crawled between her legs again until the head of his shaft was teasing her entrance. She arched her back in impatience.

“Please… I need you”

He couldn’t resist her plea and pushed his throbbing shaft inside her, he knew that he was well endowed so he went it slowly, but deep.

Her walls felt like heaven, perfectly wrapped around his cock.

“Fuck Liebe” he whispered

“Don’t hold back, I don’t care” she hissed

He started slow but deep thrusts, she had her arms around his neck, barely holding on, as his hips started going faster, sending her over the edge, he was so big but his head hit her sweet spot every time.

She threw her head back, lost in her pleasure. He kissed her sensitive neck, lightly grasping it with his teeth. The feeling of her tight heat constricting around his cock at every thrust was enough to send him over the edge.

“I want to pump you full princess, until you drip with my come between your thighs”

He grabbed her neck to hold her right in place, as she was his to command. She did another wicked smile of hers and pulled his hand against her airway. Her muscles clenching on his cock even harder. He groaned not stopping his merciless pace. Her eyes rolled at the back of her head in ecstasy, pleasure invading her whole body.

“You’re so beautiful Liebe, I want to be buried inside you forever”

She tentatively raised her hand to his jaw, caressing it. The fact that he said that he wanted to possess her forever made her even more hooked. She wanted to possess him as well. She wanted to be every fleeting thought until she was all he could think about.

“Come with me Schatz,” he said while slipping a hand between them to reach her clit.

The extra stimulation was all she needed to orgasm right away. She let out a loud moan which intensified when she felt his release into her. He could feel his cock softening inside but they stayed like this for a moment. Breathing each other’s scent.

Here they were, lying against each other, when slowly they cocked their head to the side, searching each’s other eyes. She lost herself in his stormy blue eyes. He was perfect for her.” My man” she thought. Her heart was beating hard in her chest. He smiled while relishing in the eyes he loved so much, he couldn’t stop looking at her, she was like an angel to him, she was so perfect for him, it’s the first time he didn’t feel like a freak with someone. They were the same kind of fucked up.

“I love you” … Both said at the exact same time. They smiled.

“I am so happy,” she said her eyes welling up with tears when she went to capture his lips. He kissed her back with fervor when he said

“You have no idea how glad I am as well Maus, you complete me,” he said gripping her waist so she was straddling him.

“I looked for you all my life Schatz i will never let you go. You know that?

“I rather kill you than have you walking away from me” she answered

“That’s my girl” he answered with a predatory grin.

He grabbed the side of her face to kiss her, with tongue and teeth they made a mess but they didn’t care. His other hand was feeling the fullness of her ass cheek. She hooked her leg around his hips, their private parts grinding against each other, she tried to get him to lay on the bed but he gave her a slap on her ass cheek.

“No baby, not yet, you want to ride my cock?”

She nodded

“You‘ll have to earn that, for now… on all fours Liebe”

She giggled while following his instructions. Seeing her on display for him was something he wanted to remember at all times, he wanted to map her body until he knew every mole, every scar, no matter how small it was.

“Fuck, you are so divine, I want to devour you” he whispered to her ear while positioning himself behind her. And in one swift motion, he buried himself to the hilt inside her. He grabbed a handful of her hair, she could feel the tension but it wasn’t hurting.

She was moving her hips in sync with his.

“You’re loving this aren’t you Liebling?” he asked in a husky voice

“I do… so much” she answered before letting out another cry of pleasure.

He gave her ass cheek another slap and she made another pleased sound, her walls tightening around him.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, and yet you take me like a champ”

He was right, he stretched her like she never has been before but she never yearned for someone like she does for him.

“I love feeling you inside me, I feel so full”

He brought a hand to her lower belly, he could almost feel his cock slipping in and her out. He ran his possessive hand all over her womb and said

“I’m gonna make you pregnant Schatz, look at your pretty cunt begging for my cum”

She never thought about having children but when he was saying it, it seemed … right. She liked it. That way she is still going to have a part of him inside her, their essences are going to mix to create the perfect child. His semen mixed with her juices was dripping down her parted thighs. His cock still drilled into her.

“I’m going to pump you full Liebe, you gonna drip with my come, I’ll do it as many times as necessary. Until I see that belly of yours becoming round” he said while moving his hand from her belly to her clit, drawing circles on it.

He was close but he wanted her to come first. His grip on her hips was so tight, she probably had a few bruises later. The sound of their skins slapping against each other filled the room.

“Come, baby, come on my cock” and she did. Her muscles constricting on him like a cobra on his prey.

“Oh fuck, fuck” he said riding through his orgasm. His hot semen painted her walls white.

“Oh my god that was so good…” she panted while her knees gave out because of the intensity. He caught her right on time so she could land softly on the mattress.

Besides his hood he wasn’t wearing anything, and still had his watch on his wrist, he checked the time.

“We have to go back to your house Liebe, you have to pack a bag with your favorite things”

“Where are we going?” she sounded very excited

“Home, I’m taking you to Austria with me”

He was not asking. Her smile widened.

“We’re really going to be together forever?”

“Of course, Liebe and even in the afterlife if there is one, I want you to be my side always, as soon as we land you gonna pick a pretty white dress … and you gonna be mine by law as well”

She was thrilled, to say the least. He was looking for something in his cargo pants pockets. When he turned around, he held a beautiful diamond ring between his fingers, she immediately gave him her hand. Both were over the moon, the intensity of their feelings being reciprocated was almost overbearing.

“It’s exactly my size”

“Of course love, I checked your size when I intruded into your room”

“You did that?” she did that with a mix of excitement and curiosity

“Of course, I did, multiple times”

“Did you get off on my bed?” she asked with a teasing smile

“What do you think?” he looked at her with malice

“That’s what I would have done if I ever found where you were crashing so…”

“You’re so perfect Schatz,” he said while capturing her lips.

The kiss was passionate, slow, and deep. She could feel the desire rising again between them. They would never make it to the airport at this rate.

“You wearing nothing but my ring… you have no idea what it does to me, my girl… so perfect so mine” he said between kisses, she squealed happily and ravaged his neck with open-mouthed kisses, making him shiver.

He was getting hard again, his desire for her knew no bounds but they had to catch this flight and disappear before her criminal father realized that she was missing.

“I really want to worship you again Schatz but we have to go. Your father is going to put his men on our backs”

She pulled away with a disappointed whine. “Okay…. I doubt that he cares that much about me you know I’m just a girl, and he already has an heir, I’ll bet if anything he’s going to be relieved I’m gonna leave a note that I’m leaving out on my own will so he won’t start a war because of his pride”

He had no idea that their relationship was that bad. But it didn’t matter at least he wouldn't have to fight an old man to prove that he was the right fit for his daughter. She already wore his ring, she belonged to him, no one else.

“There is a little issue here babe … you ripped my clothes off I literally don’t have anything to wear,” she said

“Take my jacket, it’s a loose fitting for me so it should look perfect on you, with your heels on it's almost like you had a coat”

It was true, you looked so small in this big jacket. It smelled just like him. It was enthralling.

“We should hurry Liebe, we have one hour then we shall go to the airport straight away”

“Let’s go then”

And just like that they left the abandoned place on fire, to not leave any trace. König was driving to her house.

“Remember Libeling, take your papers, things that you care about and that’s it, don’t worry about mundane stuff, I’ll provide you with everything you want once we get there,” he said in a smooth voice

“Okay”

They arrived at her house, everything was silent because her father wasn’t at home like usual. König parked a few houses down the street so that the security cameras wouldn’t be able to see him, he was ridden with anxiety by letting her go alone.

It’s like a part of him trying to get away, the imaginary strings tugging at his heart.

Five … Ten minutes … It was too long. He was about to go see where she went when she got into the car. She saw the look of sheer panic in his eyes before he took a deep breath.

“Babe I missed you so much. I almost forgot to leave the note! But I have everything I need in this backpack, look !”

There were her papers, a few clothes, a purse, a make-up bag, and a notebook.

“Perfect let’s go mein Schatz” He felt a bit stupid for panicking so much, he had to be strong for her. No girl wants to see her man panicking he thought.

She knew better and took his face between her palms, giving him a kiss through his hood. She knew, she sensed it. She was as anxious as he was. She couldn’t stop shaking as she retrieved her stuff, not being with him was suffocating. The ache in her heart was very much real. She knew that it was madness but she couldn’t help it. She either felt strongly or nothing at all. There was no in-between.

When she got in the car again it was like emerging after swimming underwater. He was there, they were together, everything was going to be okay. She saw the look he had on his face and knew what he needed. They both needed it.

As he drove off, she rummaged through her bag took off a bracket, and put it around his wrist.

“That way you are wearing something that’s mine too,” she said.

“Danke, Liebe,” he said grabbing her hand to give it a kiss, his eyes not leaving the road.

When they got to the airport, they reset their phone and ditched the SIM card. König had multiple passports to use and of course, he had planned one for her. Couldn’t have someone follow them. They went to the airports’s restrooms to change themselves. Of course, since they were at the airport, the hood had to go for the time being.

He swore he could see little hearts forming in her eyes. She was so cute but also beautiful at the same time, no one could ever compete with her and she was in love with him.

“Can’t believe you’re mine, Schatz. Tell me again”

“I’m yours”

He kissed her deeply, slowly, putting the weight of his feelings through the kiss. She smiled through their embrace and slightly bit his lip.

“You’re mine” she stated

“I’m yours Liebling, forever I mean it, even if death takes my hand I will hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime”

The airport’s voice finally announced their gate, and in a few hours, their life together was going to start. Both couldn’t wait for the future that awaited them.

[writerrose1998]

Titel: Wicked Game

Fandom: Wednesday [TV 2022]

Chapters: 9/9

Pairing: Wednesday Addams/Tyler Galpin

Rating: M

Summary:

The drugs left his system and Tyler knew he couldn't, wouldn't go to the same place his mother died in. Willowhill was the end of his mom but he wouldn't let it be his. Killing everyone in the van with him with a quick swipe of his claws, and then Tyler was finally free.

Wednesday couldn't breathe, heart pounding in her ears like she had ingested a new and torturous type of poison. She had to get out of the car, now. Commanding Lurch to stop, she ran out and into the forest.

Was it any surprise that their paths crossed again?

---

The last thing she saw were Tyler's wide eyes, as he ran her way. The last thing she sensed was the warmth and strength of Tyler's arms as they cradled her gently, as always breaking her fall. The last thing she heard was his voice, rough with exhaustion. "I've got you, cockroach. I've got you."

Then the vision drew her under.

[nouverx]

Obligatory Alastor and Niffty art because their little moment in the finale was everything to me I can't wait to see them interact more in the next seasons

Also bonus sketch bc I just know he kept the crown on the whole evening

[lotus-pear]

charm stat at debonair ‼️‼️

[poltoreveur]

“He’s a villain! You only like him because he’s hot.”

Okay and?

[notbrucewayne48]

"aphobia doesn't exist"

bitch literally not that long ago an aroace youtuber animator was insulted by almost half of its community for being it

[maynardotheratman]

I love how Bedelia is like “If you release Hannibal he is going to kill me and a bunch of other people” and Will is like “Tehee I know” 🤭

[jadler]

Folie á Deux

by Anonymous on Ao3

Summary:

Heather Chandler is bored. So is JD.

JD hates the world. So does Heather Chandler.

Sparks fly.

Literally.

Characters: Heather C. x J. D

Complete | 4 chapters | words: 41773

[knifearo]

this year my challenge for everyone is to unlearn the association between love and morality. love is not something that is inherently morally good, and the absence of love is not something that is inherently bad. sex without love isn't morally bankrupt, it's just an action. people without love aren't less kind or less good, they're just people. when we can get past this false (and often unnoticed) dichotomy of good love/evil lovelessness then i think we are going to be able to take leaps and bounds in sex positivity, aro advocacy, certain discussions of mental health...

[sweetlullabyebye]

Characters that are absolute lovesick disasters but also brutal killers are... definitely something

[chenziee]

Character drabble: Trafalgar Law

No one asked for the poor man during my follower event so I had to do it myself xD as I mentioned before in tags, this is sort of a companion piece to the Luffy (as Nika) request -- basically the same situation with roles reversed because Law also deserves to go a little bit insane every once in a while, as a treat <3

Warning: nongraphic depictions of extreme violence (is that a thing? it is now), nongraphic gore, nongraphic torture

There were many things Trafalgar Law’s devil fruit allowed him to do. Performing near impossible surgeries. Cutting people without hurting them. Taking out their organs without hurting them. Taking them apart bit by bit… without hurting them.

But, there were times when none of that mattered.

Stepping over Straw Hat Luffy’s unconscious body, Law slowly unsheathed his sword. Discarding the scabbard, he pointed the blade at the group of people surrounding him—at the marines who had pointed their cutlassed at the wrong target, turned their guns in the wrong direction, shot their sea prism stone bullets at the wrong person.

They shouldn’t have done that. They shouldn’t have even disembarked on this island.

“Room,” Law said calmly, his voice void of any emotion.

“Get out of the circle!” one of the commanders called to his men. 

A lazy smirk pulled on Law’s lips while he grabbed Kikoku with both hands. He pulled one of his feet back, pulling the blade back in preparation. He watched with cold amusement as the marines scrambled around for a moment, looking like bacteria darting around the drop of blood studied under a microscope—brainless, aimless, pointless.

“Sir, but where does the circle end?!” one of the soldiers cried in panic.

Law didn’t give any of the commanding officers time to even turn around. He swung Kikoku in one smooth motion, sending the cut all the way towards the end of his room. How far did it go? He wasn’t even sure himself.

And he didn’t care.

“Don’t panic! His cuts won’t hurt you!!” someone shouted.

His smirk widening, Law closed his eyes, waiting. 

Waiting for only a split second before the first scream reached his ears.

He didn’t have to look to know what was going on. Men falling to the ground, cut in half. Blood staining the ground black. Marines dropping to their knees with wide eyes, stricken with panic as they watched their comrades scream and writhe in pain; kept alive but in pieces, feeling every nerve in their body screaming, brain begging for the release of death but being forced to stay conscious.

Hanging onto this world by a thread, at the mercy of Law’s sword, his will, his command. Powerless.

Nothing any of them could do but scream and cry and beg.

But Law was not a forgiving man. He wasn’t merciful.

And he wasn’t called the Surgeon of Death for nothing.

He commanded Death. It was a choice—his choice whether a person left the fight in pieces but unharmed… or if they were going to die slowly, oh so very slowly, in blinding agony,

There were indeed many things his devil fruit allowed him to do.

And today, with the love of his life lying bloody at his feet…

He was going to make full use of its endless possibilities.

[forget-me-ghost]

I know Valentine's Day was two days ago, but I have a slow brain okay.

Anyway, just like everyone else I just want to marvel at how perfect Alastor's Valentine's Day merch is.

Look at this, look at him. Everyone else's pinup was sexy and they had revealing outfits. But Alastor? Someone at this app said that he is a modern equivalent of a Victorian woman showing her ankle. I truly love it, he undone his bow tie and that's it, that's the most he's showing, his neck without a bow. He isn't even in any sexy pose either. He kinda looks as if he was laying on a couch and someone told him to pose.

And then his Valentine's card? It's not about love or anything like this, this is about friendship, about platonic love. It literally says 'On a day devoted to lovers I am glad to have you as a friend' and I'm over the moon with it.

As a fellow asexual I am beyond happy to see that none of Alastor's merch was romantic or sexual.

It means a lot to me and I just wanted to say it.

[rcmclachlan]

fanclub dues (bucktommy, tommy & maddie friendship)

Buck's just pulling into the parking lot when the realization that he left his recertification paperwork on Tommy's kitchen counter hits him like another lightning strike, and he drops his head to the steering wheel with a whine. His cert expires today and absolutely has to be postmarked by noon or else Bobby's going to decapitate him, or worse: be really disappointed in him.

His first instinct is to call Tommy, because Tommy's starting a lovely stretch of 72 hours off, and if Buck called him he would absolutely drive the packet over.

Except Tommy's spent the last week reminding Buck to mail the stupid thing before the postmark deadline. If he calls and asks, Tommy won't say I told you so, but he will pause for a second like he's thinking about it before he tells Buck it's no problem. Which is in the exact same pantheon as Bobby's disappointment.

So, he does the next best thing.

"Actually, that works out, because I'm going to be in that area anyway," Maddie says. He can hear the rush of wind and traffic over the line. She must already be driving. "You know how we got on the waitlist for that kindergarten I was telling you about? Looks like a spot is going to open up next year and they asked me to come in for a tour."

Buck frowns. "You're already talking about kindergarten?"

"Jee's four, Buck," Maddie says long-sufferingly. "Kindergarten starts next year."

"That's insane, and also illegal. Tell that girl to stop growing or else she's getting arrested. I know a cop who would absolutely do it, no questions asked."

Maddie laughs, which makes him grin at his reflection in the rearview like an idiot. It always feels like he's won something when he manages to make her at least crack a smile, even when they were kids.

He thanks her profusely, texts her Tommy's address, and then rides that wave of joy right into the station, which continues to carry him through the first couple of hours of his shift.

Around 10:00, his phone chimes with a message. Just pulled up! Front of the house looks great! :-) :-) :-)

Buck smiles down at his phone. He helped plant the flower beds last weekend, and even though he's still finding bits of mulch in weird places because Tommy had pressed him back into the dirt and kissed him filthy in broad daylight in full view of his street, until their smiles got in the way, he can't argue with the end result. They do look good.

This little handoff probably will only take five minutes. Tommy still feels a little awkward around Maddie for reasons Buck cannot fathom for the life of him. Maddie is the kindest, coolest person on the planet, and she's so happy that Buck is happy and Buck is happy because of Tommy, so there shouldn't be any sort of weird vibe. But this is the first time Tommy's ever been in a relationship that made it to the stage where he gets to meet the family and he's so terrified of leaving a bad impression that it's translated into him acting like a robot whenever she's around.

It's maybe a little mean of him to send Maddie to Tommy's literal doorstep. He can just picture the deer-in-headlights look on Tommy's face when he opens the door, but Buck figures exposure therapy can only help. The more Tommy sees Maddie, the more he'll hopefully relax. Small moves.

Maddie will probably send a text in another few minutes about her ETA, but then the bells go off and Buck doesn't give it another thought until a few hours later when they're climbing into the truck to head back to the station.

Unearthing his phone, Buck is expecting a Looks like you're out on a call. I left your stuff on Bobby's desk. See you later!

He's not expecting a video.

Blinking, he checks the timestamp of the message—not twenty minutes ago—and feels the first nibbles of worry in his gut.

What if something happened at the station? What if Gerrard made an unexpected appearance, hoping to, like, challenge Bobby to fisticuffs to get his job back but found Maddie there instead? What if he says something to her, or tries to burn the building down while she's still inside? Maybe she took a video as proof before the ceiling caved in—

He nearly drops the phone trying to press play, and Chim slides in next to him just in time to see Maddie fill his screen.

But instead of evidence of their bitter ex-captain committing arson, it's a selfie video of her in a pair of sunglasses and a cap dancing and singing along to a song Buck doesn't recognize. He does recognize the kitchen behind her, though, because he'd eaten breakfast in it just this morning. There are two bottles of wine on the counter, one empty.

And after a moment, Buck realizes the sunglasses are Tommy's aviators and the pilot cap is the same one Buck accidentally stumbled upon in one of the upstairs closets and made Tommy wear a few nights ago.

But before he can process any of that, Tommy cha-chas his way into the background holding a plate of what looks like sandwiches. He's singing along too. Maddie turns around to look and starts laughing hysterically, the entire screen shaking like they're in the middle of a 9.1 earthquake, when Tommy starts hip thrusting.

Buck's jaw drops. "He said those dorky-ass dance moves were for my eyes only!"

"Wow, I never realized there was a patron saint of FOMO, but here I am sitting next to him. What an honor," Chim says with a laugh, but something in the video must click because his grin is suddenly swallowed by sheer outrage. "Wait, are they having a George Michael dance party without me? Maddie knows how much I love George!"

"What's your definition of dirty, baby, what do you consider pornography!" Maddie and Tommy shout gleefully at the camera.

Chim gasps. "Oh, divorce!"

"What was that about FOMO, Chim?" Hen asks sweetly, but she's grinning so wide at the video—even from her upside down vantage point—that the dig doesn't stick the landing.

Buck looks over at Eddie, who is watching the video serenely, like he's not shocked to see his cool friend full-on shimmying his chest while shoving a grilled cheese into his face.

"Are you not surprised by this at all?" Buck demands.

Eddie shrugs. "If you ever came to karaoke like we keep asking you to, you wouldn't be either. I don't know what you want me to say, Buck. Your man's a dweeb."

He's so annoyed that this is something Eddie's seen so many times before that it doesn't even warrant a reaction that Buck almost forgets to be upset about Maddie and the aforementioned dweeb day drinking and bonding without him. He's oh so glad to see Tommy got over his fear of impressing Maddie enough that he thinks he's allowed to do the fucking running man while in the same room with her.

"C-c-c-c-c-come on!" Tommy howls. Off screen, Maddie cackles and whoops like she's at a rodeo show.

Buck turns to Chimney and says grimly, "After this? You totally get me in the divorce."

Chim makes a face. "Can I contest that?"

"No," Buck says, swiping out of the video before he throws his phone into the street. Almost immediately it chimes with a new text. In a new group chat.

Faxed ur stuff bc ur bf still has a FAX MACHINE and CONNECTIONS at the dir!

Yes and arent uoy glad???1? EVan youre all set baby

BABY lmao gross Going to Jees school now tell u how it goes

When Bobby hauls himself into the front seat, he looks back at them and pauses. Buck doesn't know what his face is doing, but by the dubious expression on Bobby's face, it's nothing good.

"Everything... okay?"

Buck shrugs. "Other than my niece being destined for a career of slinging burgers at In n' Out because my drunk sister and boyfriend are about to get her blackballed from the Los Angeles public school system? We're copasetic, Cap."

'Copasetic,' Eddie mouths, then starts snickering. Buck kicks his foot.

"Hey." Chim smacks him in the chest. "Don't diss fast food workers, they're the backbone of our society. You're just mad you're not cheating Jee out of an education with said sister and boyfriend."

"Aren't you?"

"Well, yeah, but I'm well-actualized enough to simply rise above the betrayal," Chimney says easily.

Hen rolls her eyes. "He's not. Between the two of you, we're going to be hearing about this for the next four years."

"Sorry, Maddie and Tommy are doing what?" Bobby asks slowly.

The corners of Chim's mouth twitch downward. "Dancing to I Want Your Sex. Without me, might I add."

Buck's head turns so fast he hears something pop in his neck. "It's called what?"

"Oh god," Hen mutters. Eddie looks like he's ready to start dozing off.

Buck's gearing up for a really good rant when his phone goes off again, and when he opens the message, it's a selfie of Maddie and Tommy pressed together in someone's backseat—hopefully an Uber's—and grinning so hard it almost looks a little painful.

Jealousy starts to rear its head like a snake, but before it has a chance to strike he clocks the name of the group chat.

The Official Evan Buckley Fan Club.

Be safe out htere! We love you!

"I'm just saying," Chim gripes to a visibly unsympathetic Hen, "Maddie wasn't even a George Michael fan until I made her listen to Hard Day!"

Buck turns to Eddie and kicks his foot again. "Want to join The Evan Buckley Fan Club?"

"Dude, I've been treasurer for like seven years," Eddie says without opening his eyes. "And I cast the deciding vote when Tommy ran for president at the end of last year."

Once upon a time a there lived boy in Hershey, Pennsylvania who never dared to conceive the idea that multiple people might someday love him enough to start a fan club over it.

"You over it yet?" Eddie asks.

Something warm and sweet wells inside him and he ducks his head around a pleased laugh. "Yeah, for now."

He does make a mental note to have a serious talk with Tommy about the proprietary nature of those hip thrusts, though.

[nouverx]

I absolutely loved the recent duo print of Alastor and Charlie on streamily and I wanted to make an hypothetical duo print of Alastor and Niffty in a similar style. A man can dream 💀

I also wish he had one with Rosie ofc he needs a duo print with all his girlies. Maybe I'll draw that next time who knows

[lotus-pear]

characters that lose the most important person to them and are devastated by having to live in a world without them and get stuck in a futile time loop that turns them crueler and crueler and more and more fervently obsessed with the person they initially lost because they just want a world where that person is alive and are initially written off as heartless before the sickening realization that their devotion is so painfully human. you will always be dear to me.