dissecting killers

a vampire with too much free time on their hands. usually appears at night to write. might contain nsfw content.

[line-and-ink]

‘Final Cut’ black and red

Buy it here

[bigbywlf]

Dead by Daylight | Silent Hill

[vilisdraco]

margrave opera house, germany.

[whiskehorange]

Some of yall will never understand the guilt writers have when they get a request and they can’t think of very many ideas for it to look like there is a decent amount written then they keep it in their drafts to hopefully get more ideas but then when you can’t you think you just can’t write for the character and you just overall feel bad for not being able to write much for this ask because you’re kinda dumb and it shows

[wyrorn]

more of wip

yes, this dude is actually some sort of modern ghostface 😎

[msmarvel]

Gone Girl (2014) dir. David Fincher

[dissectingk]

i’m sorry i haven’t been so active lately,

i have a lot in my mind right now.

[grimmori]

oh oh if you're still doing requests to celebrate 100 (congrats btw that's fuckin awesome!) how's about some piggy and ghostface being cute w each other? thats my guilty pleasure ship

a rare show of tenderness. (thank you!)

[audiopilot]

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[wyrorn]

Happy Valentine’s Day! 🔪💘

[apricot4ngel-deactivated2023082]

ghostface re-design🗡

[hanzhoe]

Just came to the realization that I really won’t ever marry Danny Johnson....

[jetvein]

What’s Your Favorite Scary Movie?

[wordsnstuff]

Resources For Writing Sketchy Topics

Medicine

A Study In Physical Injury

Comas

Medical Facts And Tips For Your Writing Needs

Broken Bones

Burns

Unconsciousness & Head Trauma

Blood Loss

Stab Wounds

Pain & Shock

All About Mechanical Injuries (Injuries Caused By Violence)

Writing Specific Characters

Portraying a kleptomaniac.

Playing a character with cancer.

How to portray a power driven character.

Playing the manipulative character.

Portraying a character with borderline personality disorder.

Playing a character with Orthorexia Nervosa.

Writing a character who lost someone important.

Playing the bullies.

Portraying the drug dealer.

Playing a rebellious character.

How to portray a sociopath.

How to write characters with PTSD.

Playing characters with memory loss.

Playing a pyromaniac.

How to write a mute character.

How to write a character with an OCD.

How to play a stoner.

Playing a character with an eating disorder.

Portraying a character who is anti-social.

Portraying a character who is depressed.

How to portray someone with dyslexia.

How to portray a character with bipolar disorder.

Portraying a character with severe depression.

How to play a serial killer.

Writing insane characters.

Playing a character under the influence of marijuana.

Tips on writing a drug addict.

How to write a character with HPD.

Writing a character with Nymphomania.

Writing a character with schizophrenia.

Writing a character with Dissociative Identity Disorder.

Writing a character with depression.

Writing a character who suffers from night terrors.

Writing a character with paranoid personality disorder.

How to play a victim of rape.

How to play a mentally ill/insane character.

Writing a character who self-harms.

Writing a character who is high on amphetamines.

How to play the stalker.

How to portray a character high on cocaine.

Playing a character with ADHD.

How to play a sexual assault victim.

Writing a compulsive gambler.

Playing a character who is faking a disorder.

Playing a prisoner.

Portraying an emotionally detached character.

How to play a character with social anxiety.

Portraying a character who is high.

Portraying characters who have secrets.

Portraying a recovering alcoholic.

Portraying a sex addict.

How to play someone creepy.

Portraying sexually/emotionally abused characters.

Playing a character under the influence of drugs.

Playing a character who struggles with Bulimia.

Illegal Activity

Examining Mob Mentality

How Street Gangs Work

Domestic Abuse

Torture

Assault

Murder

Terrorism

Internet Fraud

Cyberwarfare

Computer Viruses

Corporate Crime

Political Corruption

Drug Trafficking

Human Trafficking

Sex Trafficking

Illegal Immigration

Contemporary Slavery 

Black Market Prices & Profits

AK-47 prices on the black market

Bribes

Computer Hackers and Online Fraud

Contract Killing

Exotic Animals

Fake Diplomas

Fake ID Cards, Passports and Other Identity Documents

Human Smuggling Fees

Human Traffickers Prices

Kidney and Organ Trafficking Prices

Prostitution Prices

Cocaine Prices

Ecstasy Pills Prices

Heroin Prices

Marijuana Prices

Meth Prices

Earnings From Illegal Jobs

Countries In Order Of Largest To Smallest Risk

Forensics

arson

Asphyxia

Blood Analysis

Book Review

Cause & Manner of Death

Chemistry/Physics

Computers/Cell Phones/Electronics

Cool & Odd-Mostly Odd

Corpse Identification

Corpse Location

Crime and Science Radio

crime lab

Crime Scene

Cults and Religions

DNA

Document Examination

Fingerprints/Patterned Evidence

Firearms Analysis

Forensic Anthropology

Forensic Art

Forensic Dentistry

Forensic History

Forensic Psychiatry

General Forensics

Guest Blogger

High Tech Forensics

Interesting Cases

Interesting Places

Interviews

Medical History

Medical Issues

Misc

Multiple Murderers

On This Day

Poisons & Drugs

Police Procedure

Q&A

serial killers

Space Program

Stupid Criminals

Theft

Time of Death

Toxicology

Trauma

[dissectingk]

( hey um, i’m feeling kinda down so decided to write this to cheer up a little, enjoy. )

candlelight —

a vincent sinclair & reader oneshot.

it was 11 pm.

vincent was standing in front of the kitchen counter, cutting vegetables for a special meal he was preparing. his hand delicately moving the knife forward and back, sliding to cut the spinach and mushrooms.

his palms were sweaty, his hand holding the kitchen knife slightly trembled as a notorious sign of nervousness being inevitably manifested on his body. finally he encouraged himself to ask you if you would like to have a dinner date at his place; he couldn’t believe that you actually accepted and this was getting him surprisingly unsettled, enough for bo to notice since vincent used to be a pretty quiet guy.

there was a pot with boiling water and pasta resting on the top of the stove, vincent turned to his left and slowly moved his hand down to move the stove’s knob to turn it off, once he did he turned back to his workplace at the kitchen’s counter, still holding his kitchen knife only to encounter bo’s face next to his with a slight smirk across his face. this made the masked man jump out of surprised, accidentally cutting a small wound on his index finger with the knife as a small gasp escaped his mouth; vincent left the knife on the cutting table and went to the kitchen sink to place his bleeding finger under the waterjet.

bo walked towards his brother’s back and looked over his shoulder while he moved his hips to one side and crossed his arms, still smirking.

“so, when is your girlfriend coming?”

vincent turned off the water, looked away and went to take some paper towel to dry his hands, he wasn’t talkative at all, even less when he was this nervous and embarrassed about the situation since he never experienced something similar in the past, not even close. he only limited himself to bow his head down and walking to the living room, it was almost time.

“it’s alright.” —said the older brother walking towards the entrance, taking the car keys and opening the door while putting his favourite jockey and nodding towards his younger brother.

“i’ll let you two have some alone time.”

and with that, bo left the house only to leave vincent alone. his heart was racing, he looked to the clock that was placed on the living room and walked fast towards the kitchen, he couldn’t afford to lose more time.

12 am.

you knocked softly on the door of the sinclair’s house as you swallowed, you were nervous as well, this was your first official date with vincent. the door slowly opened to reveal vincent behind the door, gesturing you for you to enter, closing the door behind you. he seemed excited to see you again and you could visibly notice since he carefully grabbed your hand and looked at you as if he was asking for permission to hug you; without saying much, you threw yourself on his arms and tightly hugged him as he did too, softly caressing your hair.

you glanced over his shoulder, ending the hug as you were surprised to find a nicely settled table, decorated with a red tablecloth, flowers in the center, two handmade candles next to them and silverware that had handles made out of wax that presentex beautiful patterns.

vincent led you to your chair to then walk to the kitchen to bring the dinner he had prepared specially for you. it was a nice meal containing mushrooms, goat cheese, spinach, and light creamy-sauce-coated pasta with a generous crackle of pepper over the top. you two enjoyed the meal and had a nice chat; vincent mostly communicating through gestures since he had difficulty speaking since little, neither that he had the necessity to do it anyway, he knew you could perfectly understand him and that was one of his favourite qualities about you.

after dinner, you two sat on the living room, vincent was very excited to show you all of the statues and sculptures he had around. he particulary took one that reminded him a lot about you, it was a small sculpture of a fairy that was surrounded by flowers and had a small pot that was pouring water into a river, you eyed the statue with admiration, carefully sliding your fingers across the details, her face resembled yours; she had such a calm and ethereal look on her eyes that bringed you a serene feeling just by looking at her. vincent didn’t took his eyes off you, smiling under his mask.

“it’s beautiful.” —you mentioned as you placed your hands on top of vincent’s, noticing the small wound on his index finger. vincent explained to you how he managed to get cut and this only made you melt, cute, you never thought that he actually would be so nervous to see you.

you asked him where could you find something to clean his wound and some bandaids and after a few minutes of searching, you came with some peroxide, cotton pads and bandaids. you carefully cleaned his wound with a cotton soaked in peroxide and placed a bandaid on top of the wound. you looked up at him into his eyes while holding both of his hand on yours, cupping them until they felt warm.

“thank you” —you got closer to him, placing your head on his chest.

“i had a wonderful night.” —his hands slowly left yours only to place his arms around you and bring you closer to him, enough so you could feel his heartbeat slow down, announcing you that he was calm and relaxed next to you as you felt the wamrth of his embrace. on his mind, his only thought was wishing for this moment to last forever.

[wyrorn]

so I’ve just rewatched “Scream” and decided to create a quick sketch