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[zombiewithaflowercrown]

Something that will never not be funny to me is how in almost every fic I read which is Tim Drake centric, he /always/ loses his spleen. No matter if he’s a civilian in a coffee shop or a villain or any other au, there’s always some event that sneaks it in in fics.

‘DC stands for disregard canon but this one lil guy lost an organ and he has forever lost that privilege :/‘

[zomzomwritingwhileeating]

Quick head canons that have been stuck forever in my brain that I need to get out rq....

*:..｡o○Kyojuro Rengoku Body Head Canons○o｡..:*

For starters, this man is muscle chubby. Like bug boobs chubby.

Man's gotta eat and honestly? I completely agree with em.

He has a bunch of scars around his body, and has no shame in telling others about them.

Will talk your ear off if given the chance

I feel like he used to struggle with body positivity before he got better about it, now the man loves himself

The stronger he is, the better he can give hugs :)

Speaking of, when he gives hugs, he squishes people to his chest and nuzzles the top of their head.

Tiddy hug... Soft.

HE IS A FURNACE.

Perpetually warm, will gladly hold your hand if asked (winter he is a pocket warmer)

Squishy thighs <3

If he wore thigh highs the entire world would come to a stop to stare.

THIS MAN HAS A CHUBBY ISH FACE AND I WILL FIGHT GOD ON THIS.

Also, he has a little bit of freckles and definitely has more of a tan.

[gaylittlerichie]

any tips for writing? :^

why am i kicking my feet and giggling that u asked ME lol im flattered! my biggest tip is if ur struggling to write a dialogue heavy scene (which is most of the scenes i do) write it out like a script like this:

also the whole ‘write bad but just write’ rhetoric is IMPERATIVE TO MEEE. i always try to zombiewrite without thinking about it first bc if ur anything like me…even if that shit is Shakespearean it’ll get edited the hell out of later regardless so. might as well get the bare bones on the page bc that’s 80% of the hard work

another thing is always pare down ur descriptions of Emotions and Feelings and focus on random visually interesting stuff instead. let the subtext do all the heavy lifting!!!! + final tip is always have a fun little drink when ur google docing :) i like cherry dr pepper

[bunny-j3st3r]

A short drabble of Kuro/Idate commissioned by @hydrangeamaiden

synopsis: no nsfw, just soft mornings

If you would like to commission me for a short drabble or doodle you can donate what you want to my Ko-fi, link on my profile (as tumblr won’t put linked things in the tag)

It was an unusual morning in the pitch black world, the devil must be in a good mood as the sun streamed through the usual clouded skies making the cold landscape a little warmer then normal.

Kuro felt the warmth of the sun on her back as it peeked through her curtains, she curled her small form up against the larger male sleeping next to her, a small whine parting from her lips, she didn't want to wake yet.

Idate opened one eye before closing them again, his hand reaching over Kuro and rubbing down her back gently before pulling her closer.

She let out a sigh, stretching her body and reaching her arms up and over Idate's shoulders as she pressed into his chest.

Idate kissed the top of her head, hands trailing up her back and into her hair, running his fingers through it. He knew they needed to get up but he didn't want to, not just yet.

He rolled Kuro on to her back, sitting up and over her.

Kuro just let out a small yawn as Idate leaned down, his lips across her cheeks and neck, his hands running down her body and caressing her in the right places.

She giggled a little, she was ticklish when Idate was touching her so gently "I'm up" she muttered with another yawn, looking at Idate with a soft tired smile.

"Hm..." Idate pulled back, pushing a strand of hair out of her eyes "shall we go out for breakfast?"

Kuro closed her eyes before opening one and looking up at him in thought "you're paying..."

[robynwarnedesigns]

Power outage scribbles I made the other day. Really shaky words done with my left hand. Though I think that made "zombie apocalypse" look like it was written by a zombie! #lettering #Practice #scribbles #quotes #zombiewriting #whattodowhenbored #poweroutage https://www.instagram.com/p/Bzad7XdFCpR/?igshid=1633o66zzylst

[laserbarcelona]

📽Diario Vice - Grafiteros de trenes 💥 Nuestros cimientos se crearon con el graffiti y eso nunca cambiará 👊🏻Rondaba el año 99 cuando me tope por primera vez con el hip-hop, y desde entonces todo lo que tengo se lo debo a esa cultura, la música el arte y expresión que manifiesta, no creo que haya existido nada igual. Por cierto no dudes en escribirnos por DM (anónimo de la derecha) que te daremos un Care package 😊 #zombiewriters #laserbcn #diyattitude #weneversleep #laserbarcelona #graffiti #gettingup #real #vandalism #trainspotting (en Barcelona, Spain)

[4everfinalgirl]

The Devil's Rejects

The Devil’s Rejects

If I wasn’t already a Rob Zombie fan, I would be now. I really like The Devil’s Rejects, a gritty and grungy follow up to House of 1000 Corpses. I LOVED the soundtrack to this movie. He made perfect song choices with the scenes. Released: July 22, 2005Director: Rob ZombieWriter: Rob ZombieRuntime: 1 hr 47 minsActors: Sid Haig, Sheri Moon Zombie, Bill Moseley The movie starts off about 7 months…

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[zombiewithaflowercrown]

Now that we’ve had Bruce as Nightwing, we need Tim as Red Hood.

Jason goes offline for a week or two not bothering to tell anyone and comes back to Tim taking another mantle, his goons and his apartment.

[zomzomwritingwhileeating]

Sorry for being so dead!! Lol get it??, my health hasn't been too good and I was hit with MASSIVE writers block still have it :( .

Regardless, I am slightly better now!

*:..｡o○Tengen Uzui General HC's○o｡..:*

For absolute starters, this man fucking LOVES HIP DIPS. GOES FERAL

He is that one tik tok audio screaming about hip dips

I think he has a preference for more chubby partners, likes a little squish to them and most certainly has no shame in expressing his love for them.

Oh my god this man absolutely has a full skincare routine that he sticks with to a T, making a point to do it every night.

He will drag you into it, has no problem with just picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom while the wives watch with a laugh and follow behind with matching smiles.

Tengen is the type of man to pamper his lovers, likes to dress them up in pretty clothes and shiny jewelry. He especially likes to get in his lovers lap, make-up brush in hand and scolds you if you start squirming.

"Sit still! It's just a brush, you'll smudge the eyeshadow!"

You can't help but squirm, feeling the pointy bristles near your eye just freaks you out! You trust Tengen, a lot, but seriously it feels like it's so close to just stabbing yo-

Tengen grabs your face with an annoyed huff, his hand holding you firmly in place with his eyebrows furrowed and the command slipping from his lips with a slight growl.

"Stay still. "

Tengen also has the tendency to grab in his sleep. The man treats his wives and lovers like a giant teddy bear, clinging and NOT letting go.

You've been late to work more than once.

This man loves to pamper, I said it before and I'll say it again. If he even smells a bad mood he's on you like a rabid dog.

While not Rengoku levels of emotional comfort, he's much more of a fix it type.

If you have a depression spiral? He's dragging you out of bed and making you help with chores, distracting you constantly from your thoughts. He's helping you bathe and brushing out your hair, making you meals (that are burnt from his attempts before Hina takes over) .

The wives of course help, loving you just as much as Tengen and putting just as much effort into caring for you.

Mostly Hina, but Suma and Makio make efforts too! They give great cuddles, and hugs, and love to gossip with you!

Anyways, I'm absolutely down horrendous for the Uzui's.

[rgwesterman]

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[bunny-j3st3r]

Male reader x Michael Myers

Here you go you horny sluts.

Michael Myers x male reader nsfw

warnings for

Nsfw, horror themes, blood and murder.

I AM SO SORRY FOR ANYONE WHO CAUGHT THIS WITHOUT READMORE, THAT WASN’T MY INTENTION. TUMBLR NERFED THE READ MORE FOR SOME UNGODLY REASON I AM VERY SORRY.

Here you were, once again stuck inside the back of a cop car for  minor if not accidental mishap. How were you supposed to know placing fire crackers into the pumpkins at this years farm Halloween party would cause them to explode which resulted in an old lady fainting in shock, knocking over some 'apparently' expensive items the band had with one of the items SOMEHOW falling into the only single puddle of water that happened to be near the stage causing said item to short circuit and then catch on fire... Boy what  night.

"Come on man you're in your Mid twenties now... Can you at least act like it?" you hear the voice from the driver and rolled your eyes, the same old lecture he had been giving you since you were a reckless teen and well, you still are pretty reckless but it's like no one in this boring ass town knows how to have fun.

"What would your mama say if she saw you acting like this huh?" you just let out a huff and never responded. Your mama wouldn't care you knew damn well up until her death she never gave two shits what you did. As long as you weren't in her way you could of killed a man... These pigs wanted to be lucky pulling pranks was all you were doing.

You stare out the window, the first few droplets of rain started to trickle down the windows as the car drove down the dark country roads. You shifted in your seat slightly to lean against the door, your wrists hurting slightly in the cuffs you were put in once again. You were sure you didn't need to be in them but with nothing ever happening in the town the big bad police pigs needed to feel powerful... Well, that was a lie.

You did her of SOMETHING happening in the town, back when you were a teen, there had been a string of murders. Some fucked up dude with a mask just started stabbing whoever they saw fit, now of course it turned into some urban legend about the boogeyman and now most of the adults HATE this time of year.

You saw those events on TV, sure they scared you shitless but Halloween was the only decent time of year and you weren't gonna let some crack head urban myth ruin it for you.

"Hey are you listening to me?" you focused your attention back on to the officer who had been rambling on the entire drive "I swear I thought you would know better at your age, you got a death wish son-" your eyes glance out the window before going wide, someone was just standing in the middle of the road, the lights glaring of him and this dumb bastard was to busy turning his head at you to lecture you than the road "HEY LOOK OUT-"

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Your ears were ringing and your vision was blurred, you squeezed your eyes open and shut as you tried to refocus.

You were upside down "fu- fuck..." you were dazed, what do you remember? Right the officer swerved to avoid that big guy in the road but in doing so you both ended up flipping into a road side ditch.

Your hearing was starting to come back, you could hear the crackling of fire just outside, you needed to get out before that spread to the car.

Your hands were still cuffed and your whole body felt sore, had you broken a bone? Maybe but you weren't sure which one yet.

You let out a shaky breath and a gulp as your hands shook to look for the belt buckle "fucker... mother fucker, need to get help, fuck, fuck" you kept muttering.

Once you found the buckle you un-clipped yourself and dropped with a loud groan, oh this was gonna leave some bruises.

You looked at the front of the car, you couldn't see the officer but to be honest you weren't putting that on your priority list.

You shifted again to face the door before lifting a good leg up "one, two-" you slammed your foot against the door before letting out a cry, pain shooting through your body.

You then just whimpered and laid your head back, you needed a few seconds to catch your breath, you couldn't let panic take over.

You heard the rain starting to fall more "good" you muttered to yourself, hoping that would at least maybe douse the fire before it sent you sky high.

As you were about to lift your leg again you heard movement outside causing you to stop "h-hello? Officer? Hey?" you heard it stop before moving again "h-hey help me please, help I'm here hey!" you kicked the door a few times "HEY!" was that officer ignoring you.

Just as you were about to kick once more you began to hear someone "huh?" you turned again "hey?" you could see slightly out the front window, you could see someones legs and the officer on the floor.

You couldn't make out what he was saying, but you saw a hand reach down and grab the officer by his hair to lift him to his knees. Something in your gut began screaming at you to turn away but you just couldn't, why couldn't you? You knew what was going to happen, you felt chills run up your entire body as you watched the officer still muttering, almost like he was pleading, and then you saw the blade.

Your eyes widened and you turned away "no no no no no" you heard a guttural scream and then silence.

Panic now began to set in, you began to furiously kick at the door, you had to get out, you had to fucking get out, you had to survive, FUCK these damn cop cars you fucking hate them so much.

You then heard metal creaking, causing you to stop once again, you instinctively now shuffled away from the door you were kicking like a prey animal trying to hide from a predator.

You let out a scream as you watched the door be ripped away as if it were nothing more then a torn piece of paper. You kicked and screamed as a large hand reached in and tried to grab at you "FUCKER, MOTHER FUCKER"

The hand simply gripped tightly at your leg, you yelled in pain as that hand felt like it was crushing your leg, any tighter and they would break it.

They dragged you out, kicking and screaming you were until you felt  hand around your neck, squeezing you to be silent, fear overcame you and you froze as you looked up at your aggressor.

You recognised the mask, of course you would, it was so known in your teenager years and the stories that followed it.

"b-bogeyman" you managed to choke out before exhaustion and fear overcame your body and the last sensations of feeling the rain fall on your skin and the hand tightly around your neck, you passed out, falling limp.

___________

The smell of something damp started to bring you back to your senses, your eyes lazily open "I should throw that pizza out..." you mutter as you began to close your eyes again before you snapped them open again "wait-"

This was not your bedroom, no not at all, this was some dark, damp dingy basement with only a low flickering light to help you see but only as far as two feet in front of you. Well at least you THINK it's a basement, there were no windows after all.

Your eyes darted around the room in slight panic as you tried to sit up right, pain coursed through your body causing you to collapse back with a yelp and clutch at your shoulder. As you did however you noticed that your shoulder was... Wet?

You yanked your hand back and held it up to the low light, you could just make out the blood on your hand "shit... shit, shit, SHIT!" you seemed to have the habit of swearing a lot when you start to panic.

You took in a breath and attempted to regain some calmness, you had to remember what had happened, how did you get here?

Your head began to hurt as you did and with the none blood stained hand you pressed it to your forehead and scrunched your face up in slight frustration.

The car had crashed, right, that was right and... Oh god.

You quickly jolted back up, forgetting about the pain as you leaned of the bed and vomited on to the floor below.

Your breathing heavy, and your body shook. That creep who had killed the officer and then, oh god... Had they kidnapped you? Had they brought you back here to finish the job because they liked it better when prey was awake.

You had to get out, you had to-

You turned your head as you looked up, hearing a door open about you and a bright light gleaming through causing you to squint before you heard the sound of heavy boots making there way down the stairs. You held your breath slightly as your eyes adjusted to the bright light and focused on the large guy now standing in front of you just a few feet away.

You both stare each other down for a moment, as if sizing one another, your eyes examined him and landed on his hand, a rather large bloody knife in his hand which you had assumed already been stabbed in to your shoulder before hand.

Fight or flight kicked in. You jumped up and the other gripped at the blade and took a slash as you came charging at them suddenly, fear driving you on to bull-rush past him and knock him off his feet slightly.

And it had worked, it had caused the other to stumble only slightly, he had still managed to catch your cheek with the slash of the blade, but you didn't have time to think about the pain, if you thought about the pain you knew you would stumble. Escape and then cry about it.

You ran up the stairs as fast as you could go, stumbling out into the open kitchen area and falling on to your knees. As you did you came face to face with what you think were the remains of a human face. It was to decomposed to tell at this point as a rat peeked it's head out of an eyeball socket.

You screamed, your lungs hurting as you did and you just scrambled on to your feet again. You didn't have time to admire the sights, you could hear the other stomping upstairs. You slammed the door shut, giving yourself at least a few extra seconds to run before he caught up.

You ran to the front door first of all, gripping at it's handle and shaking it but it was locked. Of course it was gonna be locked, what was a murder gonna do just walk in through the front door like a good neighbour?

You rubbed your hand on the dust coating the window and glance out, you needed an idea of where you were at least. You squinted, the rain was so heavy it was thundering of the roof and it made it hard to see anything at all "great..." you muttered, you could be in the middle of nowhere. But you needed to take your chances.

You could hear boots stomping towards you and you turned, looking up the stairs and bit your lips, you had to take your chances.

You scrambled up the stairs, eyes looking around as quickly as possible before you saw an open door and you burst into it. The room was empty besides a large bed in the middle of the room and a closet.

First you ran to the window and gripped at it to open it, oh fuck yes it slid open. You lifted a leg up to start climbing out but you stopped for a second, if he was following you up here and saw the window open he would know straight away. And with how busted you are it would take a few minutes to at least reach the ground and not even a minute for the other to get outside and just wait for you there. BUT... If you made him think you were gone.

You left it open and quietly but quickly went over to the closet, swung it open and clambered inside, keeping it open a creek, just in time to see the other practically break the door down and enter the room.

You watched him look around, when he turned and looked at the closet you held your breath for a second before you saw him look over at the window. He walked towards it and looked out of it, looking up before down and pausing for a moment.

"go..." you whispered "follow the bread crumbs..." he turned back and went out of the room and you let out a sigh and pressed your head back to the closet in relief.

But of course that didn't last long, the closet doors were swung or rather you would say, ripped from it's hinges as the masked figure stood before you.

You let out another scream as they reached in and grabbed you by the hair, you struggled in there grip, your hands gripped at his hand and scratching and trying to pull him off.

He just threw you on to the bed and lifted his arm up. You were NOT going to die in this dusty, rat infested shit hole. As he brought the knife down to stab you your instincts kicked in and you rolled out of the way.

The blade struck the mattress and for a second the other seemed confused and turned to look at you.

You were standing up on the bed, your breathing heavy as the both of your eyes meet "so Michael Myers is alive huh?" you said with heavy breathing.

It was like everything was frozen or at least moving in slow motion, until you saw him pull the knife out and everything started moving again "oh shi-" he slashed at you again as you jumped back of the bed and gave you a winning second to get around the back him.

As he stood back up you realised you were very much shorter than this beast of a man but you took your chances.

You jumped onto his back and placed your arms around his neck and pressed your body to his back, wrapping your legs around his waist and squeezed your arms around his neck. He failed around, trying to slash at you in vain before simply dropping his knife and reaching his arm over the back of himself and gripping at the collar of your shirt.

It caught you by surprise and made you loosen your grip as he threw you over his shoulder and back onto the bed and before you could once again roll away he was on top of you, his one large hand pinning your much smaller hands above your head as he loomed over you.

You wiggled about in his grip and failed your legs around under him, causing him to grunt and press himself down on to you slightly "HUH?" that caught you by surprise, feeling the heavy weight of the other pressed down on to your body... He felt pretty muscular and you felt heat rise to your face slightly before you could stop it.

You really were that touch starved huh?

You noticed even though you were pressed together he seemed to be trying to reach his hand down and fumble for the knife that fell onto the floor and you smirked "gotta let me go to get that huh?" you said with snark in your tone.

He snapped his head up and it was hard to tell with the mask but you were pretty sure he was glaring at your comment "fuck you" you just huffed at him but your sassiness didn't last to long as he just decided to instead strangle you with his free hand.

His hand was crushing at your neck as you wiggled around again, your body rubbing of him as you did so and in some surprise Michael had yanked his hand back and just looked at you.

It was hard to tell what was going on under that mask but your sucked in some air and coughed "if you're going to kill me just do so, stop fucking playing around..." you coughed and spluttered at him before noticing he was just looking at you... Or you think he was? It was hard to tell.

"What?" okay this was getting a little awkward now "hey are you gonna- WHOA!" you felt his hand suddenly under your shirt "HEY!?"

You really didn't know what was going on as his hand just glided across your skin under your shirt "hey... man what the fuck?" his hand felt rough but... Well you couldn't help the blush starting to form on your face, he was being rather gentle now.

"Can... You go back to killing me?" You weren't fully sure if you liked him touching you this way. It wasn't uncomfortable in a sensual sense but he was just trying to kill you a second ago.

His hand slid back out from under your shirt and you felt it move to your hips, and you just glanced at him, confusion on your features before surprise took over as you felt him push his crotch against yours "w-whoa!" he felt like a big boy alright.

Still keeping your hands in place and one hand on your hips he gripped hard and began to grind against you "w-wait" you huffed out as he roughly pushed on to you.

He seemed sloppy in doing so, as if he was testing himself, doing something he had never done before and when you thought about you were pretty sure creepy serial killers didn't... really do much of this.

He was going harder against you and you couldn't help but let out a shaky low moan which caused the other to stop in surprise, it was something he had never heard before and he tilted his head to the side "w-what?" you curled a lip at him "hey if you're going to do this instead of killing me... I'm not complaining" you smirked at him "but I can do other things you know..."

Silence hung in the air as Michael considered the other options, he wanted to kill your smart-ass mouth but... He wanted to see what other noises came from it to.

Letting go of your hips but not your hands he began to stand up, dragging you with him and yanking you off the bed and onto the floor "hey man-" he just grunted and pulled you on to your knees before dropping your hands.

You both looked at each other, you both knew if you tried to run or grab that knife, it wasn't going to end well for you so you just nodded your head "alright..." This was far better than the alternative to be honest, and your curiosity was as large as Michael's.

He tilted his head at you, just watching you before he began to fiddle with the lower buttons on his overalls "eager much..." you had an idea what he wanted you to do but imagine your surprise when... It was far bigger then you were expecting.

As he took at his dick it was already half way erect, it seemed just from the grinding alone that it had got him worked up, he had never really felt another body like that on him before and now he expects you to make up for what you did and fix the issue, as if he wasn't trying to end you not long before this.

You just gulped, sizing him up, it wasn't even erect and you weren't even sure that was gonna fit "hey ah-" he didn't really give you a chance, he just grabbed your hair and s you opened your mouth in surprise he just shoved himself into your mouth.

You felt tears prick at your eyes and the need to gag was overwhelming, you weren't expecting it and he had forced himself into your mouth way deeper than what you could possibly take.

Your hands reached and gripped at his legs to steady yourself, calming yourself down as you breathed through your nose. He gripped harder before moving his hips in and out of your mouth, your eyes rolling back slightly as you started to salivate uncontrollably. A warning would of been nice.

You gripped at his pants and he just grunted as he roughly moved himself in to your mouth, deeper and harder with each thrust before yanking your head back and of his dick. You just panted, drool dripping from your mouth as you seemed dazed with tears streaming down your mouth "c-Christ."

This was defiantly a guy who had never done this before or he was just someone who was overly to damn rough, either way you knew that if he wanted to kill you after he was done you would not be running anywhere.

Pulling you back up on to your feet you felt your knees want to give out as you stood there shaking, his hand coming towards your mouth and sticking a finger into your mouth and pulled your jaw open slightly as you just look at him, you were debating about biting.

You didn't bite down, not because you didn't want to but because he had now pushed you back down on to the bed with a thump and was back on top of you. Your hands pressed against his chest and your own chest heaved trying to catch your breath, everything was going to fast "s-slow down a little..."

He didn't like that you would DARE command him like that, he would do whatever he wanted and just to show you that he was the one in control he flipped you over on to your stomach and pulled you onto your knees by your hips.

You couldn't even resist as he just ripped at your pants, tearing them off like paper, exposing your now bare ass to the air "H-HEY YOU'RE NOT GOING TO-! oh he defiantly was and you didn't even get to protest because yes indeed, he just shoved his dick into your ass with a loud, deep grunt.

You screamed out, no prep, no lube... Yeah you knew you weren't walking after this "s-stop, stop man that h- f-fuck!" he just ignored your protests as he began to thrust in and out of you like some kinda of feral animal on steroids.

Your hands gripped at the sheets under you and your teeth dug into the dusty pillow as your body moved back and forwards with the force he was thrusting in to your ass. His chest pressed to your back as he slammed in to your ass, grunting deeply into your ear as he did.

Your mouth let go of the pillow as your tongue rolled out of your mouth and your eyes were practically spinning in your head as you began to moan intensely with a mixture of pain and pleasure, your own dick twitching and leaking some precum. Were you enjoying it? You weren't to sure, you think you were but it was also so very, very painful.

His arms wrapped around your stomach tightly as his forehead was pressed to the back of your head. one of his hands moving down your stomach and grabbing roughly at your own dick as he began to jerk you "h-hey" you complained slightly but not really.

He just ignored you, you could feel the heat from his breath even through his mask hitting the back of your neck, your ass starting to adjust to the roughness and it was starting to feel good as you began to moan out loudly and he seemed to like the noises you made because each time you did he bucked into just the right spot to send you tipping over the edge.

You felt your stomach in knots and pressed your eyes into him as you began to get louder and louder before you tensed your whole body and you couldn't take it before you cried out his name in a sensual scream and came all over his hand and the bed sheets under you.

He stopped as you did this and pulled his hand away, bringing it over to your mouth once again and pressing his fingers into the back of your throat.

You gagged at this slightly before curling your tongue around his fingers and sucking them greedily. He enjoyed that you were so very obedient, but he wasn't finished with you yet.

He pulled his hand away from your mouth and you could feel him pulling himself out, a large hand slapped on to your ass before gripping and you just whined slightly.

He turned you over and loomed over you, hands pressed either side of you and looking down at you. Your breathing was laboured and you slowly reached your hands up as he just carefully watched you and gripped at your wrist roughly when he felt you move to the back of his head.

"Please..."

He just stayed quite before letting go and allowing you to continue.

You gripped at the back of the mask before pulling it off. The face you were greeted with was... Very surprising. He was young, around your age, he had a mess of dark curly hair and one eye seemed to be lighter in colour then the other with a slight scar down it.

He wasn't panting as heavy as you were but with his mouth slightly open you gulped noticing the rather sharp inhuman teeth in his mouth "w-wow" your face heated up. Of course the guy trying to murder you was extremely good looking with a body to match, just your damn luck.

He didn't like you looking at him for so long and huffed as he leaned towards your face and you pressed your head back into the pillow, a heavy blush on your features "w-what?" you muttered and he rolled his eyes and took your hips, he had not finished himself up.

He pushed in harshly once again and you cried out, dropping the mask that was in your hand and curling your toes "s-shit!" and you noticed he was smirking at you, he liked those expressions you made.

He moved a little slower into you this time, wanting to take his time for this round, it didn't take you long to be twitching in need once again though.

Your hand reached to the back of his head and you began to run your fingers through his hair and grip as he slowly and sensually moved his hips in and out of you.

He leaned down, his face close to yours and before you knew what you were doing you had pressed your lips to his. He pushed back into the kiss as his nails dug into your hips and he lifted them up slightly to get at a better angle.

He forced his tongue into your mouth and kissed at your roughly, your teeth clashing of his own as you began to roll your hips back and forth into each of his thrusts. You had never in your life had a sexual partner this good and if this was going to be your last fuck you were so thankful it was this good.

He began to pull apart the kiss his teeth digging into your lips before pressing them down to make them bleed, he smirked at you again as you yelped in pain and slowly dragged his tongue over the blood that was starting to pool from your lips before pressing his tongue back in to your own mouth.

It was sweet and coppery tasting the kiss, as a mix of blood and drool formed around yours and his lips.

Your legs raised slightly began to wrap around his waist and pull him in closer as the two of you kissed, only taking short breaks in between each to take a breath before going back at it.

The speed of his own thrusts were also starting to pick up again and getting rougher once more with each push. You pulled your face away from him to throw your head back and groan loudly, calling out his name over and over as he was so very close.

He grunted a few times, he knew he was going to burst in a second, he couldn't hold it. His sharp teeth suddenly sank into your bleeding shoulder and you cried out in pain as he growled and pushed one last time deep into you before spilling his cum deep inside your ass.

The force of it mixed with the pain made you roll your eyes into the back of your head and dig your nails into the back of his head and release your own seed once again onto the others clothes as he was pressed so close against you.

The both of you stayed still for a few moments, each of you trying to catch there breath before Michael slowly began to pull out you. As his dick pulled out of your ass he admired happily his work as blood and cum spilled slightly out of your ass.

You dropped your legs to lay flat out as soon as you could and you breathed heavily s one hand gripped at your shirt "holy fuck..." that truly was worth it if that was going to be your last.

You closed your eyes, expecting the next few moments to be a quick flash and a blade buried in your chest, instead you felt something lay next to you also flat on his back you turned your head to see Michael trying to catch his own breath. He had never done such a work out before.

"So are you gonna?" was he gonna kill you or?

He just looked at you and rolled on his side to face you before a hand went to the back of your head. Your squeezed your eyes closed, for some reason you were expecting to be scalped...

Not pulled closer.

You opened your eyes to see that the other had simply pulled you closer to his own body, his eyes now closed as he began to relax, you only seemed confused by this gesture and at first you were alert before you slowly began to rest into his arms.

You didn't have anyone to go back to so... This was a pretty fair outcome and well... If you got dick like that every night, you weren't so bothered if you were gonna be kept around for that.

You were gonna clean the place up a little though... Decomposing bodies weren't your thing.

[spacefrug-archive]

short drabble for @jobhanamaru that I promised them of Devon and her lawyer Kara :^) might make a part 2 depending

Karamatsu paced slightly, sweat dripped from his forehead as he nervously bit at his nails. For weeks he had been attempting to deal with a most... Unruly criminal, the guy had been tried for murder and had been found guilty after gleefully confessing to the crimes of dismembering, eating and violating victims, it was for certain the guy wasn't all together there but no that wasn't the worst part.

For WEEKS Karamatsu had been trying to execute the guy, electric chair, lethal injection, gassing... But every single time he'd return he would find the man sitting in the same spot, grinning at him wide with a sharp toothed grin. 

The final straw had been when the lawyer had enough and simply took an axe to his head, breathing heavily as he watched the head fly of his body and roll across the room, blood spurting everywhere as the body twitched in the chair he was bound to before falling limp. He left the room thinking he had finally completed his task but returning later to dispose of the body there he had been... Once again sitting there smiling as if no damage had been done. It was safe to say, Karamatsu was starting to fear this guy... Who or WHAT was he?

With a heavy sigh he decided he would try one more thing, if it didn't work he'd just contain the guy in cement and throw him into the nearest ocean.

He made his way down the stairs in to the basement where the criminal for the past few weeks had been kept. Flicking on the light in the room the guy was already sitting there, looking at him with wide bright pink eyes, a maniacal grin spread across his features, his bright blue hair was coated with slight splatters of blood as well as the bright clothing he wore "hello darling~" his voice purred in an almost sickly sweet tone "are we gonna play again?~ oooohh I can't wait!"

Karamatsu just shuddered, deciding to ignore him as he pulled in a cart that had been sitting in the hallway, it was filled with all kinds of tools "oh I do love torture" the other chimed "shut up Devon" Karamatsu finally spoke which only seemed to bring Devon joy as he giggled "so he does speak!"

As Karamatsu began to place on some leather gloves Devon spoke again "hey, hey Karamatsu... You wanna know... What I'm gonna do to you when I get out of this chair?" he hummed "you'll never get out of that chair" Karamatsu spoke as he picked up a knife and pressed his finger to the tip "but enlighten me."

Devon seemed joyus at this as he laughed, wiggling himself in the straps a little "ohhh!~ THE FUN WE'LL HAVE" his voice then began to lower "I'm going to eat you, ohh but I'm gonna do it slow... So slow, I need to savour it! I'll start with your fingers haha finger food, get it!?" he laughed "but then I'll take out your tongue and maybe your eyes but I won't eat your eyes oh no there far to pretty... I'll keep them in a jar so I can keep them and admire your beautiful eyes everyday~"

Kara gulped, his back turned to him as he didn't want Devon to see the fear slowly spreading on his face "are you flirting?" he asked and once again Devon just laughed "maybe~ who knows!... Hey, do you really think I can't get out of this chair?"

Kara paused, a shudder ran down his spine "of course I don't, no one can break out of th-" he turned. Fear struck him... The chair was empty.

Panic began to reverberate through his entire body, the room began to spin, sweat dripped from him as his eyes were wide in fear, his hand clutching the knife tightly his knuckles would have began to turn white, then there was a crack and then darkness.

All that was heard was Kara's heavy breathing as he stood in the darkness, it was as if standing still he thought the other couldn't see him but... How wrong he was "you see, I can" a voice spoke from behind him.

Kara swung wildly, he felt the blade connect into something and upon looking up all he could see was the glowing eyes of his killer in the darkness. He let out a shrill scream, letting go of the knife that was now embedded into Devon, he just fumbled wildly, finding his way to the door and barrling out of it.

Falling over slightly as he turned to look behind him, the tall slender colorful man stood in the doorway, that grin still there and the knife in his stomach as he reached down and began to slowly pull it out "... Hey kara~ Let's play a game!"

[scoutodeliawrites]

Wow it’s been a long week. Got stuck in Chicago for a few days cause of the snow and then running around to do various errands. But we’re back at it here! Went over a few times that one of my top priorities and getting my cats, but I also have a snake and fish. Unfortunately they would be a bit more complicated to keep and maintain. In that situation, I’d release my snake a western hognose that could do alright in my area but my bettas and corys I would humanely euthanize and bury them. As sad as it sounds, their quality of life wouldn’t be good with no power and no access to clean water. My cats I would try to keep around as long as possible but if worse came to worse I’d release them to the wild and let them fend for themselves too. No I wouldn’t make them into food if there’s other options Of course no one wants to think about these kinds of things, and it’s definitely been on a lot of people’s minds with the power outages and freezing temperatures in Texas. The most important thing is doing what you can for them and keeping yourself safe should be top top priority! I hope everyone is staying safe and warm and that your pets are too ❤️ What would you do with your pets in the apocalypse? Tag me in a post and tell me about it with the #scoutingforaplan ! . . . #preppers #pets #apocalypse #extremepreppers #zombieapocalypse #zombie #zombiewriter #apocalypse2020 #writing #amwriting #writingcommunity #writinginspiration #writing #lastditch #survival #survivor https://www.instagram.com/p/CLdmBChD98B/?igshid=mxxae6n05g9n

[robynwarnedesigns]

Power outage scribbles I made the other day. Really shaky words done with my left hand. Though I think that made "zombie apocalypse" look like it was written by a zombie! #lettering #Practice #scribbles #quotes #zombiewriting #whattodowhenbored #poweroutage