High Functioning Psychopath

Took 'em by surprise, worked my way uphill; They looked into my eyes I became invincible. No one can Stop me now; for only I am in control

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[half-black-phillip]

I’m so mad because this worked

[britney2007spears]

help me roger

[telanu]

Reblogging myself because

Originally posted by gifs-for-the-masses

[luthienebonyx]

Reblogging myself because… what was that? Five minutes?

O_O

[riskpig]

………my friend has made me curious

[maryburgers]

help me roger

[maryburgers]

Update: after I reblogged this someone messaged me offering me tickets to the sold out Hausu screening with a Q&A and autograph session with the director

[hermes-whore-deactivated2019021]

let’s do it, roger

[spitefulreality-deactivated2015]

Roger helppppp

[curvycorinneranga]

I need you Roger!

[ramona1flowers]

Help me roger!!!

[archfaulian-blog]

McCree: Your significant other...is a goldfish.

Reaper: Explain?

McCree: A snack that smiles back.

[grapeyguts]

I hover above you Life pulled out your mouth I become you Opening of the mouth Unlawful possession

(available on a shiiiirrrrrt my dudes)

[reimenaashelyee]

The Dullahan

[twotailshakes]

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“ No.” THey drag him down slowly towards the ground. Arms slowly wrapping around his chest, squeezing with a deep growl,” You will stay with us until we release you.” Claws gently pricking his skin through cloth and around armor. A reminder that this is still a killer attached to his back even as Reaper tries to wrap around him like the world’s oddest living blanket.

Well, that was clearly the wrong thing to say. Still, he doesn’t struggle again the touch even as it pulls him down, a killer’s touch prickling through cloth to scrape along his skin. It’s not…. Uncomfortable, per say. Just strange. Then again, the Reaper was a strange sort of person. “Hey hey, calm your smokey parts buckeye. I ain’t goin’ anywhere - not sayin’ you won fair and square, but I’m a man of my word and I cross my heart that I ain’t leavin’ until you give the all clear. Beats outrunning bounty hunters, anyway.”

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“ If anything comes we will devour them in lieu of you.” This is a fair exchange. Maybe they will hunt these hunters and tear them to shreds and present the cleaned bones to the cowboy. Though he hardly thinks their romantic gesture would be appreciated by him. They slowly press a palm over his chest. Feeling the heavy thud of a heart beat under their palm, the smog slowly easing to a low mist. Tendrils that creep slowly along his legs and arms even as he curls into the cowboy to listen to him for a moment. “ We are pleased you know not to fight us now.”

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@blackwatchs-cowboy

“ And what do you think those will do against us? Do you plan on trying to kill us like so many others? We don’t know what you are looking for... but its not here.” Reaper lets his familiar shotguns materialize into his palms. Low to his sides as the bone white mask regards the other impassively even as the amused tone curls like the smog that wafts past the slats with each slow measured exhale.

[twotailshakes]

archfaulian‌:

“ We said we wouldn’t…and we won’t. You will walk away from us tonight.” Its claws dig a little harder into his hips. Mass settling tighter over his other shoulder. Clutching to strong legs as it exhales static and fog through the mask,” For now you are ours.” Seeping off his heat, soaking in the scent markers of him. Even the fear and hunted prey scents are good… It will help them track him later.

“Just tonight? And here I though I was outta the woods for good,” he says. He can’t get over the bizarre feeling of this heavy smoke wrapping around his body, breath tickling like sparks against what little exposed skin he has. He’s still panting, slightly overheated from the chase and adrenaline, but he can’t shake the feeling he’s made any further escapes that much more difficult for himself. “Got a plan for me then, beak boy? Or can I just walk away right now?”

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“ No.” THey drag him down slowly towards the ground. Arms slowly wrapping around his chest, squeezing with a deep growl,” You will stay with us until we release you.” Claws gently pricking his skin through cloth and around armor. A reminder that this is still a killer attached to his back even as Reaper tries to wrap around him like the world’s oddest living blanket.

[archfaulian-blog]

"You look silly in that get up Gabe."

Shadows curl and twist as the masked and hooded figure slowly turns, red eyes blinking to life all over the coat. Staring slit eyed burning spots of unnatural intent. The coat’s edges warp and curl and creep along the ground as the figure starts to laugh.

“ We do not know who Gabriel is... but we are so glad that a meal has stepped into our grasp... Come a little closer and let us show you how ‘silly’ we can be.”

[twotailshakes]

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“ Boo. “ Claws gently tap his sides, smoke creeping up his legs as the cool pressure curls against his spine. The masked face hooking their chin over his shoulder. Slowly but surely peeling himself out of the shadow of the wall behind him. “ We caught you… We caught you~ Does that mean we get to keep you?”

“-Shit!” Jesse nearly chokes on his own breath, half falling forward as suddenly the very shadow behind him reveals the creature stalking within. He would have toppled forward entirely if it wasn’t for the head hooked over his shoulder, smoke creeping across his body like it was embracing an old friend. ‘Ya did, though could have done without the god damn heart attack,” he says, laughing a little. There were few people in the world he couldn’t outrun - this man was top of the list. “Depends sweetheart - you promise you’re not gonna eat me?”

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“ We said we wouldn’t...and we won’t. You will walk away from us tonight.” Its claws dig a little harder into his hips. Mass settling tighter over his other shoulder. Clutching to strong legs as it exhales static and fog through the mask,” For now you are ours.” Seeping off his heat, soaking in the scent markers of him. Even the fear and hunted prey scents are good... It will help them track him later.

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archfaulian‌:

“ Don’t run from us sweetheart. Come back.  “ Its tone is softly sweet, like honey over poisoned treats. Claws raking sharply on brick, sparks flickering to life like falling stars before he simply dissolves. A dark fog wisping after the more hurried foot steps. “  Darling Darling we simply want to talk~ ” For relative want of talk. They would possess the cowboy one way or another at this rate.

“Ya wanna talk? That ain’t explainin’ much of the grin reaper act you’re pullin’ here, darlin’” Jesse replied, twisting down another alley as his peripheral catches the sparks of the Reaper’s claws behind him. “Usually people wantin’ to talk aren’t skulkin’ ‘round like you.” -Did he really go down the dead end? God damnit, that sure was a chainlink fence. Pressing up against the wall beside one of the crates he held his breath, waiting - hopefully - for the other to pass.  Maybe he should have been worried about getting cocky himself.

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“ Boo. “ Claws gently tap his sides, smoke creeping up his legs as the cool pressure curls against his spine. The masked face hooking their chin over his shoulder. Slowly but surely peeling himself out of the shadow of the wall behind him. “ We caught you... We caught you~ Does that mean we get to keep you?”

[archfaulian-blog]

“ Don’t run from us sweetheart. Come back.  “ Its tone is softly sweet, like honey over poisoned treats. Claws raking sharply on brick, sparks flickering to life like falling stars before he simply dissolves. A dark fog wisping after the more hurried foot steps. “  Darling Darling we simply want to talk~ ” For relative want of talk. They would possess the cowboy one way or another at this rate.

[starsnores]

bad flirting

[notastrangcr-blog]

pcthetics:

*wants to rp with everyone*

*stares at one draft for three hours*

[harbingerofumbrella-archived]

Send me “✒  + a headcanon “  and I’ll tell you if I approve it or not

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