#serial killer f/o

[verilyshippable]

killing is something he must do, and finding a lover does not stop him in his tracks.

still, he notices the (although muffled) screaming bothers you. he knows you at this point; you helped him a little in the actual action of killing. he looks into soundproofing, dedicating a room to his... hobby. he makes sure his victim project is knocked out before he enters his lair.

it's the little things that count.

[to-our-future]

no, your f/o's definitely hate you for endorsing rape. everyone hates you for endorsing rape.

For real for real!! I hope they kill me 💙💙 after all they have such a silly sense of justice, killing people they deem unworthy of redemption... that'd be so romantic of them 💙💙 serial killer f/o's machete in my chest and he stabs me and looks at me with disgust for being a weird girl...

[to-our-future]

My serial killer f/o is the abuser! Mostly like rape and pedophilia lol. Also funny misogyny love that

wait im curious

if your selfship is problematic, reblog this and put in the tags how so.

specifically if it is abusive: who is the abuser? you/your oc or your f/o? and what kinds of abuse are most prevalent in your ship?

proship/neutral only

[l0v3sickl0s3r]

[tyrianludaship]

bro i never understood the want or impulse to woobify real serial killers or terrorists. "can a guy have a hobby" whatever happened to people having cool hobbies like crocheting or birdwatching and not making "adam lanza dogboy" stimboards or something

[malevolententity]

something something gringo crimes the f in f!cellbit is fuga impossível right? ive only had him for like a month i dont know all the Minecraft Lore or series but yall are talkin about fuga right

[bunny-kisser]

It's Halloween I should be going to local haunted houses and judging how good they are with William Afton.....

[beepbeepdespair]

selfshipping thought of the day: watching true crime documentaries with redacted, both so we can learn from killers' mistakes when they get caught and also for entertainment

[suzyqueuedraws]

Recently, I have been shamelessly simping for Dexter/The Serial Killer from Town of Salem...

[verilyshippable]

he learned how to 'love' because of you.

he's getting older now. he taught you to kill; with every step described and practiced millions of times. first, with him guiding your hands, careful to time each step and how many milliliters of chemical to put and carefully saying each step. second, to repeat the steps, keeping an eye on you, and finally to... completion. without help, without you looking back for help... a million tries later, but it's well worth it.

it would be a waste to kill you now.

he's used to your presence now; you don't need to be restrained anymore. you've regained your usual happiness and your usual state within time, running from and to and forth and your tendency to talk, even if he doesn't talk back. he doesn't know how to talk back.

we're partners now.

[to-our-future]

Everyday, I imagine a future where I can be with you...

[rattyshipss]

I had a dream about one of my f/os as a serial killer and now I feel some type of way😳 /pos

[hopelessromantic-ghost]

this man is genuinely so yummy im im i’m i’m i’m im im im i’m

[villain-in-love]

He's so pretty when he's sleeping. Lady Shelly was one lucky woman (who do I have to kill for him to fall asleep on my lap...)

Never mind, he woke up and chose violence (still pretty, though)

[navia3000]

s o l o n g , l o n d o n

Includes : Aaron Hotchner

Genre : Angst

Warnings : Mentions of break downs, drinking, mentions of depression symptoms, not proof-read

Based On : So Long, London by Taylor Swift

Part two : All My Ghosts

You swore that you loved me but where were the clues?

I died on the altar waiting for the proof

You sacrificed us to the gods of your bluest days

“Haley wants us to get back together.” Upon hearing those words, her heart dropped. She realized why Hotch asked her to come on this ‘date’. She thought he was finally going to ask her to make whatever they were official, but she now knew he just wanted to let her down easy.

“What?” She asked. She could feel the tears pooling in her eyes, her view of Hotch blurry and distorted. Though she couldn’t see very well, she could see the pity and regret written on his face.

“She wants us to try to be a family again.” She took a second to process his words.

“And, what did you say?” She knew the answer, but she needed to hear it from him.

“I said yes.” He watched the tears fall from her eyes. “I had to, for Jack. For my family. We both knew this wasn’t a sure thing, Y/N. I’m your boss, and our jobs are dangerous enough, this wasn’t going to work.” He was right. Since she started at the BAU, she developed a crush on her slightly older, and incredibly intimidating boss. She would’ve never thought he felt the same towards her, and she was constantly teased by her fellow profilers about it, until he asked her out on the way home from a case. She was elated. They went on a couple dates, and she was sure they were going great. Until now.

“And Haley gave you the out. Instead of telling me, you led me on,” she choked on her sobs. She reached for her purse, preparing herself to leave Aaron Hotchner and her heart along with him. “Go back to your family, Hotch. And don’t worry, I’ll pretend like nothing ever happened.”

And I'm just getting color back into my face

I'm just mad as hell cause I loved this place

The team was shocked and confused when Y/N took a two-week leave of absence. She left without telling anyone or saying where she was going, she didn’t even tell Hotch, going straight to Strauss and asking for her leave, using the ‘family emergency’ excuse. They were even more surprised when she returned, acting as if she hadn’t just left without a word.

She could feel their eyes on her the minute she entered the briefing room. She sat down, chin high, eyes forward, not daring to look any of them in the eye for fear they would see through her facade.

Hotch’s eyes burnt a whole in her head. They hadn’t talked, interacted even, since that night. And while she was going to be profesional, she didn’t want him thinking he broke her heart, even if he did.

“Y/N, good to see you back.” JJ was the first to address her, the first to break the silence. She gave JJ a smile, and turned to look at the file sitting in front of her, keeping to herself throughout the briefing.

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The team had moved the briefing onto the jet, the case being of a serial killer who was quickly devolving. The profilers all noticed their fellow coworker and friend’s strange behavior, her demeanor entirely different to the one she wore before her leave. She wouldn’t indulge conversation with the others, always directing the topic onto the case. The agents had also picked up on Hotch’s behavior; how his eyes would linger on Y/N for a little too long, and how he avoided referencing the woman.

Emily was growing even more concerned for her friend as the minutes passed, and when she saw her heading to the front of the jet for coffee, she quickly followed. “Hey,” she alerted Y/N of her presence, turning and closing the curtains to give them some privacy.

“Hi,” she gave a tight-lipped smile, moving to go back to her seat before Prentiss grabbed her arm.

“What’s going on?” She saw her friend’s face harden, her eyes moving to her feet.

“Nothing,” she knew better than to try and pretend like nothing was wrong around a bunch of profilers, but she couldn’t admit to herself that hers and Hotch’s break up was taking a toll on her. She was skinnier and paler, and was clearly struggling with something. But she couldn’t even call whatever happened between them a break up; they were only going out for a month and they hadn’t even told the rest of the team. So, sticking to her word, she would continue to act as though nothing happened.

“Oh, come on, you know I don’t believe that.” Emily dropped her grip on the girl’s shoulder, moving to fiddle with the coffee cups on the table. “Something’s going on. We all see it. You don’t have to talk about it, but, I want you to know we’re all here for you.” She saw tears pooling in the younger girl’s eyes, and her concern grew and her heart broke and all she wanted was for her to be okay. “You can talk to us. You can talk to me, or JJ, or even Hotch.” At the mention of his name, she broke. Her tears ran down her face, and sobs racked her body.

Emily hurried to hug her friend, shocked at her sudden breakdown. She heard the curtain being pulled, and turned to the sight of the team’s concerned eyes on the pair. But, she made sure to watch Hotch, noticing his own eyes becoming glossy at the sight of the crying agent.

For so long, London

Had a good run

A moment of warm sun

But I'm not the one

She sat on her couch, drowning her sorrows with a bottle of wine. Emily, JJ, and Penelope had just left her apartment after a night spent of crying and laughing, the women comforting her after she had confided in them about all that happened with Hotch.

She felt better, but not great. Her heart still hurt every time Haley and Jack came to visit Hotch during his lunch break, and she kept having to excuse herself to the bathroom whenever she was around him for too long. The team pretended not to notice the tension between her and Hotch, and they both refused to acknowledge each other unless it referenced their work or a case they worked.

Everyone knew something happened between them, and they knew their friend was not okay, so they pushed past it in hopes of nursing their friend back to happiness. She was incredibly grateful for all their friends were doing for her, but it wasn’t enough.

Nobody knew that she had just given Strauss a request for a transfer from the Bureau; none of the others knew, all but one person. The same person who’s name lit up on her phone, his calls going unanswered as she sipped on her glass of wine.

[rebelliousstories]

X Men

Logan Howlett/ The Wolverine

Same Face

Taken from your timeline with our adopted daughter was bad enough. Now you have to deal with a man that looks exactly like the one you lost. Complete with the trauma.

Survivors

It had been so long for the both of them. So what the hell happened in those years?

Walking Tropes

(Request)Being introduced to the merc’s friend and finding that she is just as annoying? Absolutely believable. Liking said annoying friend of even more annoying red suited anti-hero? No way.

One in the Same

(Request)Hailing from the land of maple syrup and politeness, Logan is not sure how he feels about this arrangement with the merc.

SFW Alphabet

Home for the Holidays

If there is anyone that can convince him to stay home, it was her. And if there was any time for him to stay home, it was now.

Wade Wilson/ Deadpool

Mary Puppins

The one thing they always wanted was a dog. And now they have this dog-like creatue…

WHAM!

(Request)A simple night with some good food and better music.

SFW Alphabet

Remy LeBeau/ Gambit

Different Time

(Request)Being dragged into the Void by your good buddy Wade was not how you imagined to be spending your days after your lover had died.

Protector

(Request)Running a fever and having to deal with medical shenanigans is a recipe for disaster. Thankfully, a certain Cajun knows how to keep calm under pressure.

Rightful Spot

(Request)After coming back to his timeline and finally joining in on missions, Remy underestimated how powerful cuddles could be.

From the Shadows

(Request)Shadows never cheat, steal, fight, or lie. But they are not all good either. A balance must be struck.

Desperate Times and Desperate Measures

(Request)She always said she would be about as useful as a wet paper bag in a fight. Good thing she never skips leg day.

Restored Once More

(Request)Once Gambit had gotten back to his own timeline, he was certain there was only one thing he wanted to do, and with only one person.

Magical Relationships

(Request)He had spent so long looking for her, only to find that she was closer than ever before.

Flirting Gone Wrong

(Request)After a while, most people would throw in the towel. Thankfully, or unfortunately, Remy is not most people.

Shadowy Past

(Request)One after another, he lost her. Maybe this time will be different?

Love Me Dead

(Request) There are two words that start with f, and end with -ing that come to mind when he looks at her. And he certainly doesn’t want to fight her.

Love Me Cancerously

(Request)According to FBI statistics, the chances of two serial killers meeting is just about, in all intents and purposes, impossible. No reason that has been brought up.

Fangirl

(Request)What do you do when you come across your childhood hero when you’re supposed to be saving the world? No, really, we need to know cause they don’t.

Shark Week

(Request) It is the start of shark week for her. No, not like that.

SFW Alphabet

Headcanons/Scenarios:

Walking in on Their S/O Changing…

Their S/O Walking in on Them Changing…

Their S/0 Giving Them Small Yet Thoughtful Gifts…