psychopath and sociopath

Unlike Wolverine, Sabretooth embraces his PRIMAL instincts, leaving death in his wake. Victor Creed. aka Victor, Vic. Sabretooth. Unknown years old. Mutant. Soldier. Mercenary. Assassin. Serial Killer. From various comics. FC: Greyston Holt. RP blog for 1973hq!

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not tagging this for rpg tags since i really just wanted to do this incognito and just disappear like i was hever here *waves hands* but yeah mipsy here and i’m actually doing pretty good rn but a whole lotta personal reasons have made me make the decison, the ( final ) decision, to leave and not come back. but you guys do you, i dont wanna make this sappy, blahblahblah. this will be queued to the rest of my blogs if ya hadn’t unfollowed. yeah.

can you tell im on mobile? *shrugging* peace out. see you on the other side my dudes✌

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Ⓐ ( finding remo )

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ATTRACTIVENESS:

  repulsive ― hideous ― ugly ― not attractive ― unappealing ― not unattractive ― meh ― no preference ― ok ― mildly attractive ― nice looking ― cute ― adorable ― attractive ― pleasant on the eyes ― good looking ― hot ― sexy ― beautiful ―  gorgeous ― hot damn ― would tap that ― perfect ― godlike ― holy fuck there are no words

PERSONALITY:

  grating ― irritating ― frustrating ― boring ― confusing at best ― awkward ― unreasonable ― psychotic ― disturbing ― interesting ― engaging ― affectionate ― aggressive ― ambitious ― anxious ― artistic ― bad tempered ― bossy ― charismatic ― appealing ― unappealing ― creative ― courageous ― dependable ― unreliable ― unpredictable ― predictable ― devious ― dim ― extroverted ― introverted ― egotistical ― gregarious ― fabulous ― impulsive ― intelligent ― sympathetic ― talkative ― up beat ― peaceful ― calming ― badass ― flexible

HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.

  not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending ― fuck no! ― never ― no way ― not likely ―  not sure ― indifferent ― i’m asexual ― maybe ― probably ― it depends ― fairly likely ― likely ― yeah sure ― yes ― would tap that ― hell yes ― fuck yes! ― wishing that could happen right now ― as many times as possible ― we are already having sex

LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:

  never in a million years ― worst of enemies ― enemies ― rivals ― indifferent ― neutral ― acquaintance ― friendly toward each other ― casual friends ― friends ― good friends ― best friends ― fuck buddies ― bosom buddies ― practically the same person ― would die for them ― true friends ― my only friend

FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:

  i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:

  i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:

  worst kisser ever ― terrible ― bad ― awkward ― just okay ― alright ― pretty good ― good ― makes me moan ― excellent ― exciting ― oh god they’re good ― i dream about it ― fucking amazing ― absolute perfection ― we haven’t kissed  ― we ain’t kissin’, remy

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GAMBIT:

“Really? I thought it was hilarious,” he smirked, red eyes flashing with amusement. Victor had fangs to bare, but Remy could match his kitty slits with a demonic gaze. “Same thing we’re all doin’ here, cher: survivin’, fightin’, an’ lookin’ for a way back home.” A hand went to his pocket as he guided the kittens behind him with a gentle nudge of his leg. “Try that an’ it’ll be the last thing y’ever do. That’s a promise an’ Gambit don’t break promises.”

❝ i ain’t got a home, either. ❞ he grumbled again, head turned away briefly, eyes to the floor. but that ain’t no surprise, in victor’s words. he’d been rollin’ through the decades, at this point. ❝ so, what, you and the mutants in here are from the future? or do they still believe humanity’s going to tuck them into bed at night with a nice cold one, in a home here? in the city. ❞ the thought made him wanna throw up. but then he noticed the way remy seemed to get defensive with his kittens, and it made victor smile. behind that, the BEAST was grinning ear to ear. ❝ don’t TEASE me, gambit. y’know a good threat always gets me going. ❞ victor lifted one claw, they grew another two inches at the same time and stopped. ❝ too late. ❞ the beast revealed itself as his eyes grew wider and his mouth opened. tongue r u n n i n g over his fangs. ❝ I’M HUNGRY. ❞ he chuckled and dashed forward.

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MAGNETO:

      “from what i’ve heard, you have a bit of a connection to my group.” he had to admit, some of the things that he had heard were certainly impressive. “i’m curious to know if you would be willing to side with me now, in this period. i can’t say i’m aware of where things are in the future right now, but i do know that there are things to be done here, and now. you would be a useful alley in it all.”

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❝ i ain’t aware of the future either, but i DAMN well know the past. ❞ the BEAST huffed lightly, a bottom fang showing as he smirked. walked up to him. vic had heard of magneto and his brotherhood. he’d been a fan of their work, but he wouldn’t admit that. ❝ i was wondering when the planned retaliation would begin. i was waiting. but other than spreading the streets with their blood, why else should i join you? ❞ he asked with crossed arms. he might as well see what else the mutant had to offer.

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i found like the panels of when vic rolled up ( showed up ) upstairs after he chewed his own hand off to free himself and

he chewed it off

to the bone

of his arm

and it look like he kept going

like i understand you were trying to get out of a bad situation but sweetie 

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X-23:

      there was something primal about instincts. the fact your gut warned you to flee, fight, or venture closer to the unknown. and so laura did just that. feet are slow, cautious, like a lioness who is slowly stalking her prey. her gut told her to search and she was doing just that. there were people mutants here to keep safe. laura wasn’t exactly sure what direction to follow and so she wandered the halls on the mansion without a general purpose besides f i n d. she wore all black ( as always ) and thought it didn’t make her stand out when in fact it often did. most in the mansion were asleep however older teenagers and adults lingered it seemed. one man, seemed out of place however. his stature seemed to tower over laura and she wasn’t even that close to him. her steps did not falter not showing sign of weakness but he was a sight to see. had this man been what she was in search for? certainly not. she eyes him up and down without fear, face stoney, jaw locked. before making obvious eye contact and slipping past him to round a corner behind him. finally, she pauses. ears straining to hear his footsteps. or smell his scent nearing her. the pull to him being unnatural being she didn’t even know him. 

he could hear her. passed the snoring of the sleeping mutants upstairs, passed the conversations of the sleepless ones down here. the sip of a drink, the laughter, stomped feet up the stairs. he could hear her as clear as day, as bright as night. her feet are slow, the slowest, and cautious, he’d think they were an animal’s. but not any animal’s he’s tracked, no. her feet sounded nothing like their p r e y. her pattern sang like a predator. a loud ringing in his ear, but it all just sounded like a song. a lullaby, that could be played in the back of his head, while he went about his business. victor didn’t stop, he continued to roam the halls as this lullaby played over and over. he wasn’t afraid. but he was waiting. when he caught her scent, then did he stop in place. and the lullaby ended. he was surprised to see a girl, and her steps hadn’t faltered once at his brute appearance. but ---- had he seen her before?  he couldn’t trust himself, his memories failed him. what was real? not real? but the way she looked at him, made him think of one truth. made him think of his father. the way he’d look at him. and he remembered what he did to his father. ❝ what the HELL are you looking at? ❞ the BEAST growled as she rounded the corner. canines displayed. when he suddenly heard her pause. vic and the beast within didn’t want to leave this alone. vic wanted to know who she was. why her presence left him so on EDGE. and the beast wanted an answer. or to strike her face and leave her maimed for life. ❝ HEY ! ❞ he rumbled as he rounded the corner too. ❝ i was talking to you, little girl ...  ❞ he grumbled as his claws grew longer. as if to ATTACK.

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oh i answered this one bb !! i still love you tho, jay! here it is ( x )

enjoy

:)

update: this came out as a purple heart mobiley not green, im so confused. looll okay i WILL do this one and tag you in it sorryi'm doing it online and not looking at it mobiley gahhhh

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HEADCANON: VICTOR’S MOST DANGEROUS GAME

💙: how would my muse handle seeing their object of affection falling in love with someone else?

*while gripping his lovers head to him* It’d be bad. REALLY bad.

Victor’s one thing is to resort to violence. Always. For anything. For everything because of the beast. Vic already has trouble emotionally connecting to people. So, for once, he opens himself up to them, builds a bond with them, just to find out they’re in love with someone else? That’s to say he’d befriended them. If not, it’s still as bad, maybe worse. I thought I read somewhere he was jealous, but I don’t know if he was jealous of Logan that’s why he killed Silverfox or he liked Silverfox but she liked Logan, so he killed Silverfox. It could be something that was planted in his memory, my Vic maybe not remembering killing her and only this obsession with Logan maybe because they’re so alike. It has to be talked out but i will say, that is something Victor would do. GROW HORRIBLY JEALOUS AND PROBABLY ATTEMPT TO KILL THE OBJECT OF HIS AFFECTION. If I can’t have you, darlin’, nobody can!

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Victor x Logan

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❝ my name’s not VICKY. ❞

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GAMBIT:

That familiar face was unwelcome at the best of times, but the Cajun held a sincere hope in his heart that Sabretooth had stayed in the future with the rest of them. Unsurprisingly, fate liked to play tricks on the innocent and the good ( not that Remy was either of those things ) and Victor Creed stood in the doorway of the building that would one day become known as the X-Mansion. Magnifique. “I guess in this case, the cat dragged itself in,” Remy purred in a mocking tone, leaning casually against the banister of the huge staircase. The kittens circled his feet.

victor could hear that purr from a mile away, as he turned to face forward and stopped at the sight of the familiar face. gambit. or remy lebeau. the cajun kid. he grumbled from DEEP within, and bared a fang at him, his upper lip lifted. ❝ HA HA. that ain’t funny. ❞ he replied to his mocking tone. ❝ whaddya doing here? ❞ was gambit really here to help them? kill these bastards? the beast rumbled a little bit more within him. and then his eyes fell on the kittens. ❝ i’ll eat your cats. ❞ he meant in a serious tone as he looked back up at him.

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i wanted to get on victor too but i gotta get up in the morning to work out. :( so i’ll save everything and get on tomorrow. 

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tag dump on me and i’ll claw your insides out!

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TEETH. not bared just yet, as he slowly opened the large doors of the mansion, the creak of the doors, announcing his presence. as he slowly crept in. cautious. he’d been nowhere near new york city when the mutant was killed and william stryker’s base was set ablaze. and while he would’ve been delighted to kill humans during the riots, he still didn’t show up. but victor was listening. ever since the beginning of the sentinels. victor had lived this long ------ he wanted to survive, not get dragged into another war. but when he watched the mutant get shot on television, the BEAST within felt a little unsettled. rage burned through him like a f i r e, symbol branded on his back. he wanted to kill them for what they did, but instead settled for the few around him, at the time. now victor was here, roaming the halls for what he’d think was a planned retaliation. blood for blood. he didn’t know who these people were. he assumed other mutants. humanity had practically declared war on mutants, victor’s mind thought. and the beast was now feeling bloodthirsty. they want a war? sabretooth will give it to them.