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#char: the killer
vendetta-if · 19 days
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The bad guy, who killed MC's father: I can't believe that kid grew up to be a killer. He's just like the rest of the Morozov family, just as bad.
My MC, who was the sweetest little boy until he was traumatized by his father's death in an irreversible way: 👁️👄👁️
Like my dude, you reap what you sow 😂
The Killer do be making crazy mental gymnastics to find any excuse to justify themself 💀😭
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gojo-mochi · 4 months
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CW: Breeding kink, Creampie
Men who mean it when they say “Just the Tip…”
“Just the tip, baby, I promise…”
And he does mean it, truthfully. You were sore from last night activities and didn’t think you could handle another pounding again. Your boyfriend still found you extremely attractive as you lay there on the bed, headband pushing your hair back, wearing one of his t shirts, and shorts that were currently being pulled down. It was the morning and you haven’t gotten up to shower yet but he didn’t care.
Your pussy throbbed in anticipation and your legs start to close together once your shorts were finally out. He soothes your worries away by lifting up your foot and kissing on the inside of your ankle, parting your thighs and settling down in between them.
“Just the tip, I mean it, ok?” You murmured, as he fist out his already hardening cock. He smiles down at you, adjusting the pillows behind you so you could lay down more comfortably. “Of course, love. I really am just putting the tip in..”
He gives you small kisses on your forehand, down your nose, cheeks, and on to your lips. Then he leans back as watches as he sinks in his cock, true to his word, he only sinks in the tip, watching as your pussy swallow about an inch of it. Your poor pussy was still a bit swollen and slick so he easily pushed his way in without problem.
You sigh out, biting your lips, waiting for the painful but pleasurable stretch to come. But it never did, your boyfriend only grunted as he kept pushing his tip in and out of your pussy. Loving the lewd wet sounds it was making, getting his tip all shiny and wet. Your pussy fluttered each time he push in a bit, almost crying at the fact that he wasn’t pushing it all the way in. As your hips buck up a bit to try to get more of his cock inside you.
He laughs and smirks down at you, placing a hand on your hips to hold you down. “Now, now… I don’t wanna hurt you, love.” He cooed, still playing with your pussy. Rubbing his tip along the inside of your thigh, smearing your own arousal all over your skin.
“I still wanna fill you up though. Seems like some of my cum from last night spilled out…”
He murmured, almost talking to himself. As he align his cockhead back into your cunt. Making sure the tip was fully engulfed, then he started to fist his cock. Moans and grunts came from the back of his throat as he jerk himself off with his tip still inside of you.
His other hand still placed on your hips to make sure you wouldn’t move. You could only watch as his hands get more and more faster as he reach his limit. Soft curses fell from his lips as he climax inside of you, pushing in little bit deeper to make sure that all of his cum were spilling inside. A few more shake of his hand and you felt your poor pussy get filled up with his hot seed once more making a mess.
You glance up to see a feral look on your boyfriend’s face. As he looks down at his handiwork, admiring your fully breed pussy. He moves away from your thighs, closing them together as he settles down beside you on the bed. One arm wrapped around you to keep you close and one arm going in between your legs to cup your pussy with his hand.
“Just wanna make sure that my cum stays in there for a while this time.”
Nanami, Sanji, Gaz, Higuruma, Killer, Mihawk….
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beelaboola · 4 months
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i think about this part of cweepypasta from time to time… i love me some deranged but goofy toby
ft jeff, awoop jumpscare 😨😨
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destroyscythe-heck · 5 months
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Psycho Killer
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Quess Quess-ce
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Fa, Fa, Fa, Fa, Fa, Fa, Fa, Fa
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archiveofourown.org/works/46869589
word count: 1940
pairing: Brian Wilcox (Fast Food Nation)/Reader
summary: Brian thinks you're such a prude. Always flinching when he spits into the burgers. Not just a prude, you're a coward for not telling him to stop.
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Reader has an obvious spit kink, and Brian's perspective is hard to work with.
Brian thinks you're a prude for flinching and looking away every time he spits in a burger. Not just a prude, a coward for also not telling him to stop. It's like you disapprove, but you don't have the guts to tell him to stop.
You continue to quietly work alongside him, looking away whenever he spits onto a burger and rubs the bun over the patty to get an even layer of spit all over it. He grins as he does so- it's his one point of pride against every stuck up asshole customer that raises their voice against the cashier. Whenever he looks at you and snaps, asking if you're judging him, you quickly look away and mumble an apology, and he continues to glare at you, before shoving the order out and letting the cashier on shift know that the order is ready.
Brian is inattentive, but he's not slow. He notices that you only flinch when he spits in the burgers. When he doesn't wash his hands while handling food, you barely bat an eyelid. When a frozen beef patty falls on the ground and he tosses it onto the grill, you continue working without giving it a second look. When he accidentally squirts mayonnaise on the counter and swipes it up with a finger to slather it under the bun (arguably a worse infraction than the spitting), you simply continue working. It confuses him at first. How come you only get nervous with the spitting?
Realizations do not dawn upon Brian. They do not come to him in slow puzzle pieces of recognition and a singular answer. They come like starfall and the hot oil from the deep fryer, and an all-encompassing roar in the jumble of his mind.
To his credit, it hits him when he spits in a burger, and you look away with a sharp inhale. He's about to ask you what the hell your problem is, when his glance lowers, and he sees your legs awkwardly crossed together, along with an uncomfortable look on your face. It leads to him realizing that this whole time, you were-
"What?" he snaps, though the question is addressed more to himself, as if in disbelief that he did not notice it sooner.
"Nothing- nothing! Go on!" you shakily say, and abandon your station, off to do another mundane task at breakneck speed.
Brian smirks to himself, an awful, wide smile that rarely shows on his face. He was rarely offered the upper hand, and now that he had it, he would abuse it until it was rubbed raw. It's ridiculous in hindsight, how he did not notice it sooner. What he perceived as your judgment wasn't actually judgment at all, you were staring in yearning. His disgusting little act, an act he saw as defiance, was one you perceived as dominance in a more carnal aspect.
The rest of the shift passes by normally, and you eventually drift back to his side, appearing to forget the earlier incident. You continue to slap meals together and push them out at a languid pace, and he keeps an eye on you.
You're not very good at hiding your skittish nature around him. You're nervous around Brian that would indicate that you thought he was going to kill you if you misstepped around him, or, well, had a crush on him. Brian always assumed it was the former, he knew how intimidating he could be, even in the silly yellows and reds of his shitty condiment-stained customer service outfit. He's still tall, imposing, with dry-from-dye black hair and an indifferent look on his face. But you try to be innocently affable around him, an attitude he normally dismissed as you being friendly. The spitting, however, hints at a more perverse side that you're hiding.
A side he does not mind coaxing out.
He spends the rest of the shift wondering if you're thinking about him. Are you hoping he spits on your cheek? On your face? Even in a burger? Brian allows himself to get lost in that fantasy. Making a burger just for you. Bun, lettuce, tomato, patty- ahh. He would make a disgusting noise at the back of his throat, and hock a large glob of spit, right onto the bland patty. A viscous seasoning of his own. His train of thought gets the better of him, and he imagines what other bodily fluids you'll happily eat on that burger, why doesn't he just drop his pants and add a healthy dose of-
"Brian?" a voice snaps him from his thoughts, and startled, he turns to his side, to see you. You look hesitant, as if you didn't want to interrupt what he was thinking about, and oh, it's a good thing you interrupted him, he didn't trust where his thoughts were about to lead him.
"End of the shift already?" he asks hoarsely, and you nod.
Brian shrugs off his uniform in the locker room with ease, an annoying second layer that presses over his dark clothes. The smell of the fryer clings to his casual clothes, and he scoffs to himself, and digs through his locker for some gum. The end of a shift always leaves the taste of the kitchen in his mouth, and gum helps him get rid of it.
You're the one with a bit more difficulty with the uniform. You're trying to get the strings on your apron to cooperate with you. You nearly ask Brian for help with the strings, but you keep your mouth shut, you don't want it to come off as a coy suggestion. So you struggle with the strings as Brian pops some gum in his mouth, chewing and watching you.
At last, you manage to squirm out of the uniform, and you shed it off to reveal your own clothes with a satisfied sigh. Your own clothes are a touch brighter than his, he notes, trying to not think about how your sigh sounded, what other sounds he could eke from your throat. He chews his own gum thoughtfully, before realizing he's staring at you.
"Gum?" he asks, deceptively casual. He holds up his box of gum, showing he has a few sticks of gum left. You turn to him with a noise of surprise, and nod with excitement.
"Open up." he says, a slight command to his tone, and he revels with the mindless obedience you display, opening your mouth and slightly sticking out your tongue with an 'aaaah'. There's a curl to the edge of your lips, a smile as you wait for him to unwrap a stick of gum and toss it into your mouth. Brian is inadvertently reminded of a dog waiting for a treat, with you in complete obedience, or a pornstar, in those magazines he keeps under his bed.
Brian smiles, while chewing his own gum. If he had any shred of decency, he would have asked for permission, he would have apologized for what he was about to do, hell, he wouldn't have done it at all.
But Brian Wilcox is not a boy with a shred of decency.
Brian takes a step closer to you, and you falter slightly, but keep your mouth open. Obedience keeps you rooted to the spot, keeps your mouth open. He doesn't have a shred of decency or obedience in him.
An annoyingly sentimental side of him wants to cup your cheek, to make this moment a little more special, but he risks you ruining the intimate moment and pulling away, and he's testing his boundaries as is by simply stepping closer to you. Whatever he's going to do, he has to do it fast.
So in one quick motion, Brian spits his chewed-gum into your mouth, along with a generous amount of spit. To anybody that came up behind him, it would have looked like a tender kiss shared between coworkers after a tense shift, but it is anything but.
You feel Brian's spit and gum hit your tongue, and immediately, you recoil, and your face flusters, going into a deep red.
You cry out as you look up at Brian, and it looks like you're about to scream, so Brian immediately reacts by slapping his palm over your mouth. He allows himself a moment of uncertainty, that maybe he misinterpreted the signs from earlier, that maybe you think he's a complete fucking freak, and that you're definitely going to report him for harassment and assault, and that he accidentally ruined what was a good mutual respect between you and him.
But he swallows that down, and lets a veneer of confidence wash over him- the same kind of confidence that lets him spit into each burger. He looks into your eyes, and starts to talk. He can't tell what you're feeling, your eyes are wide in surprise from his gesture, but your lashes are fluttering, and he's not sure if that's a flirtation, or if you're blinking in Morse code to tell him to go fuck himself.
"Hey, hey, ssh. Seen the way you look at me." he whispers, and he feels like one of those animal tamers, trying to soothe a wild animal.
"You're gonna be good for me and keep my gum in your mouth, right?" he continues, and uses his thumb to stroke the side of your cheek, a placating gesture. He's seen couples in school do this, so it's gotta work on you, right? And it does, like magic. Even under his greasy fingers, you seem to nearly go limp, your eyelids grow heavy, even with his palm over your mouth. You give a slow nod.
"Not gonna scream or do any of that shit?" he asks, and tries to negate any panic in his tone by asking it like an order. You shake your head, and it's sickening, how Brian feels this power over you. He's just spat in your mouth, and you let him. Your pupils are blown wide, looking at him, and some primal aspect of Brian recognizes it as lust, an emotion he's never had directed towards him.
He pats the side of your cheek in a condescending gesture, and lets go of his hand over your mouth. True to your word, you don't scream. Even better, your jaw slowly moves, chewing the gum he spat into your mouth. Brian finds that he likes it.
You're far- very far from the prude he initially imagined you as. If you were, you would have spat out his gum and the spitglob onto the floor the second he let go of your mouth, dainty hands splayed over your mouth and trying to get his taste out of your mouth. You make a small face, he recognizes your tongue swirling at the side of your cheek- and his eyes widen, realizing that you're actually chasing the taste of his spit over the flavored gum, swirling it around your mouth.
You make a small swallowing motion- Brian greedily imagines that it's his spit going down your throat. You continue to chew his gum, and look up at him in silence.
"Good job, doll." Brian mumbles, looking at you. He heard it once from a porno, with a macho buff guy complimenting a buxom girl after she'd performed a sexual act and swallowed something of his. Brian doesn't think he's a macho guy, but with the way you're looking at him, he feels like you see him as one. A heady rush comes over him, a much more intimate sense of power than the first time he spat in a burger as defiance.
"Good job."
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zhoufeis · 2 years
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endless gifsets of cdrama ladies ★ [36/?]
SMILE HU 胡丹丹 as SI XIAONIAN THE KILLER IS ALSO ROMANTIC 念念无明 (2022)
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timothylawrence · 2 months
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Finished p4 last night (still have golden left so no spoilers!!) and I’m gonna type up a post of my thoughts later but .
Biggest kudos to Jordan and Fil who had to deal with me saying “oh that’s the killer isn’t it” from the moment they showed up on screen at hour one and never shutting up abt it until being proven right 39 hours later
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lesbaurinkos · 6 months
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we should have a w359 renaissance i think. like i think that would heal us all. truly one of the best stories of all time to me... let's bring her back.......
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shummthechumm · 10 months
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still in awe at the fact that the erins refused to give tawnypelt and crowfeather--2 of the 6 main POVs in a 6 book arc--any POV book of their own. 
one of my biggest issues with crowfeather (pre-feather fridging anyway) is that he’s extremely unlikeable and unsympathetic. oh poor angsty boy wants to beat up old people and is constantly aggressive to everyone else for no perceivable reason?? at least tawnypelt was a pre-existing character from a previous book/arc; we can make inferences from her actions in TPB, though i still think she needed her own chapters. 
crowpaw?? a character who was not previously introduced??? nope! just have feathertail constantly vouch for him and tell the others “he’s rlly nice if you take the time to know him!” 
take her word on it, trust us he’s actually super deep and mysterious and not a terrible candidate for a romantic relationship trust us
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cloversdreams · 1 year
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shes right and she should say it
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vendetta-if · 1 year
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Character Playlists 🎵
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Here are the characters that I have Spotify playlists of so far 😁 Some of them might not have too many songs in them yet and I'll constantly update them whenever I manage to find songs that are fitting 😉
MC
Luka
Ash
Rin
Santana
Skylar
Jackal
Viktor & Yvette
The Killer
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appri-dot · 6 months
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Having a fandom isn't a bad thing, it's uniquely incredible. The problem is theres this strange force that somehow shapes fandoms to be painfully identical and samey to eachother where it's a detrimental to the media
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adam-sadmon · 6 months
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So while it's fun to imagine your favourite characters thrown into Danganronpa and picturing how'd they get on, a lot of me and my friends favourite characters either wouldn't kill or would immediately kill and be caught, so we instead created the Danganronpa line-up of morally bankrupt anf duplicitous bastards to instead imagine who out of a group of conmen, snake oil salesmen, deceivers, backstabbers and assholes would die first, kill first and actually win. Said bracket contains:
- Shang Tsung
- Doctor Aphra
- Char Aznable
- Goro Akechi
- Yoshikage Kira
- Bill Cipher (obviously de-powered and given a human body)
- Littlefinger
- Griffith
- Lex Luthor
I'm giving equal odds on Char either being the one to kill amd het away with it or make enemies with every single person there and get merc'd within the first hour
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seithr · 16 days
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Randomly remembered the half-reason i call my oc-verse by the name it has while laying in bed. One-half of the reason i still knew, but I had forgotten what had truly, really cemented it jointly until now
(it was a song from my favourite band I haven't listened to in a while.)
(the song fit so well at the time, still does, that i needed to hold onto it for the main protagonists forever, by partially naming their story in reference.)
Does this explanation make any sense? Does anyone know why I'm tearing up remembering this. Aahh
#(I'm emotional because I've been feeling bad about it all lately. enjoying things I make I mean—art or ocs or frivilous things.)#(So remembering that song and when it came out. That I couldn't see them in person. But i held onto it my own way. As something I loved)#(Something I still do love a lot... Parts of me saying no—you don't hate it. No. I'll help you remember more. I'm a little misty about it.)#The song is just The Killers - Run For Cover. I couldn't see them in person all those years ago—family went without me.#All my new oc rework with Zin and Hunter and Caia were like a year old or so.#It's a little silly. But the character Zin's derived from was a lightning mage so I stuck to it—I like monhun's zinogre for what its worth#So there's recurring theme and imagery. Thunder's not lightning but the sound and the feeling after the flash the flame and strike.#There's that meaningful thought—the story is the aftermath of a big tragedy. It matches what I like in monsters and other chars.#And at that time—my favourite band I missed out on puts out a really good song I download everywhere and it goes like:#He motioned me to the sky/ I heard heaven and thunder cry/ Run for cover/ Run while you can baby don't look back/ You gotta run for cover#And it goes on of course. The rest of the song's still really good. There's more that fits but point is; More evocative imagery.#So there. Why my bundle of OCs—Zinadia Hunter and Caia's story—is called Thunder 20XX. minus the 20XX. That's tongue-in-cheek#About some day I'll manage to make something tangeable or broadly shareable with them. I guarentee this century!#Thunder... oh my darling Thunder. Eight years man. More than that if I really want to count pre-rework INTO the complete original work. but#I like that it's definably 8. I like that I remembered I've always loved them a lot. Always been my thing to lean on even by name...#I need to get to sleep. Ive gotten a little more emotional over one song than I'd rather regularly be. Give it a listen maybe? Goodnight#Armour clanking#I need an oc tag#What have you gathered to report to your progenitors?🎶Are your excuses any better than your senator's🎶He held a conference#and his wife was standing by his side🎶He did her dirty but no-one died🎶#I saw Sonny Liston on the street last-night black-fisted and strong singing🎶Redemption song🎶#He motioned me to the sky🎶I heard heaven and thunder cry🎶RUN FOR COVER#What are you waiting for—a kiss or an apology?🎶You think by now you'd have an A in toxicology🎶#It's hard to pack the car when all you do is shame us🎶Even harder when the dirtbag's famous🎶#I saw my mother on the street last night all pretty and strong singin🎶The road is long🎶#I said 'Mama I know you tried!'🎶But she fell on her knees and cried🎶RUN FOR COVER#Just run for cover - you've got nothin left to lose...
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rottiebonesart · 1 year
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Ffffinal attempt at revamping a creepypasta oc I'm very fond of.
They were one of my first fancharacters from when I was a nerdy little 13 year old getting into horror. Gave them their old name back, little hair tufts, scene/emo fashion with an indigenous twist on it :^) I think teenage me would be happy to see em like this :')
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grapecaseschoices · 11 months
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Top 5 shows that deserved at least one more season
thanks hun!
SELFIE. DAS IT!!
That show was funny. It was cute. John Cho is sexy. Him and Karen had good chemistry. It had such potential for growth that NO ONE allowed it to have. I remain bitter. I still read fic from it sometimes.
2) Oh, goodness. What do I watch? Still Star Crossed
The show that introduced me to Lashna Lynch (and Medalion Rahimi as well as Ebonee Noel), for that alone it deserves recognition. But I really can't believe that a sight that claims to love bickering enemies to lovers, who claims to love Brandy's Cinderella let this flop.
3) The Secret Circle
It was trash. But guess what? So was TVD and that nonsense got how many sequels? I liked the characters better, enough said. I liked the dynamics between the teens, I didn't dislike or was 'neutral' about the White Female Lead (though, of course, she wasn't my favorite). I could've done with a touch less of the adults but I won't lie I wasn't against seeing the mommy & daddy issues (and the terrible things we do for love, etc.)
4) Minority Report
I DON'T CARE WHAT ANYBODY SAYS! I liked it! I don't even know why I bothered watching this show. It was on Fox and it had a black female lead. This show is so low, because I don't remember the plot points as tightly as the others -- but I loved it so much that I live tweeted to give it attention.
5) This can't be an accurate list because I have crap memory. Now I know why I rarely get asks for memes like this one, because yall all know my memory is shit wertrew show accurate can such a list be. UMMMMM. HRM! Oh, shit. The thing is a lot of my fave shows get canceled after season TWO lmao.
Oh! 👏🏾 The Passage. Yet another Mark-Paul Gosselaar show Fox did dirty.
Admittedly, I stopped watching it because I knew how it was going to go. But I was really into it at first -- and given I don't usually like post-apocalyptic that's saying something. The young actress that played Amy was AMAZING. I was so into their dynamic. As well as their separate pasts. It had such potential. It had so much that I enjoyed: Don't trust the shady agency. Slowly and mutually begrudging but eventually deeply loyal people who become family after being thrown together (especially when it involves sharp kid and guy with heavy past). Can you really trust who you think you can trust? Machinations (but more of a personal affair, but in a bigger scale too). Black girl being deeply loved and worth protecting.
"Top Five"
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