NATURALLY I RESPECT ITS METICULOUS CONSTRUCTION , BUT YOU ARE WEARING A VERY WELL TAILORED PERSON SUIT. // independent & private serial killer / cannibal oc. trigger warning / found on VNMFCKR.
No title available

Kaledo Art

shark vs the universe
wallacepolsom

No title available
noise dept.

#extradirty

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
trying on a metaphor
AnasAbdin

No title available
One Nice Bug Per Day

titsay
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
No title available
Stranger Things
taylor price
Game of Thrones Daily
Three Goblin Art
Claire Keane

seen from Germany
seen from Argentina

seen from Malaysia
seen from Argentina
seen from Uzbekistan

seen from Brazil
seen from Malaysia

seen from Brazil
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
@mancater-blog
NATURALLY I RESPECT ITS METICULOUS CONSTRUCTION , BUT YOU ARE WEARING A VERY WELL TAILORED PERSON SUIT. // independent & private serial killer / cannibal oc. trigger warning / found on VNMFCKR.
currently in the process of moving all my blogs to a multimuse so stay tuned for that !!
Person B knowing they’re undoubtedly about to die within the next few seconds, likely from the gaping wound they’re bleeding out from. Instead of calling for help, they phone Person A and carry on a casual conversation as if nothing is wrong, making sure to mention how much they love them before their time runs out.
YOU’RE TOO BRIGHT . LIKE COUNTING BIRDS AGAINST THE SUN . THE MARK MAKES YOU MORE . AND PAST THAT , THE WEIGHT OF ALL ON YOU . ALL THE HOPES YOU CARRY , FEARS YOU FIGHT . YOU ARE THEIRS .
BY ST. MICHAEL’S BASTARD !! YOU THINK YOU CAN HURT ME ?? // canon & headcanon influence. mature horror themes. read rules before interacting. written by nesa.
drunken confession.
your muse is drinking with mine and has been given the chance to question my muse anything they want to know. some may be triggering, others won’t. send me a 🍻+ the question you want to ask my muse for a tipsy, drunken ( honest ) answer.
“ what’s holding you back in life ?”
“ is everything alright? ”
“ when did you choose to give up ?”
“ what’s the kinkiest thing you have ever done ?”
“ how many have you slept with ?”
“ what’s your biggest secret ?”
“ do you believe in love ?”
“ what’s the meanest thing you have done ?”
“ what scares you more than anything ?”
“ have you ever considered running away ?”
“ do you love me ?”
“ what’s your dirtiest fantasy ?”
“ who hurt you ?”
“ what made you this way ?”
“ is there anyone special in your life ?”
“ why are you always smiling ?”
“ what lie have you told that hurt someone ?”
“ if you could do anything in world, what would it be ?”
“ who are you, really ?”
“ is there anything you regret ?”
“ what’s your biggest regret ?”
“ tell me about your first kiss ?”
“ what is your deepest, darkest fear ?”
“ is there anyone you regret kissing ?”
“ have you ever cheated, or been cheated on ?”
“ what is the most embarrassing thing in your room ?”
“ who have you loved, but they didn’t love you back ?”
“ is there something you have never told anyone ?”
“ when was the last time you cried ?”
“ how come you keep running away ?”
“ have you ever made someone cry ?”
“ if anything, what makes you hate a person ?”
“ what takes for you to fall in love, trust someone ?”
“ do you believe in true love ?”
“ what have you done that people would judge you most for doing ?”
“ do you regret letting me close ?”
“ is there someone you have a crush on ?”
“ what is the strangest place you have ever had sex ?”
“ tell me your most awkward date story ?”
“ do you ever get scared ?”
“ what do you really think of life ?”
add your own for further development.
HAUNTEDFRIENDS:
PARTY ONLY SPOKE ONCE THE SEVERAL LAYERS OF SHOCK WORE OFF. It had been almost a year ( 298 days to be exact, but he wasn’t counting ) since he’d last heard from her. All that time assuming she’d finally been caught, or had entangled herself in something stupid and wound up dead… all that time, pretending he didn’t care, because people died all the time and attachment was unnecessary because of that simple fact of life.
“ YOU… .” would the words come out ? maybe, and yet, maybe not,
“Oh, you bitch.” THERE IT WAS. “where th’ hell ‘ave you been ? ! Fuckin’ —— y’got so much explaining t’do, I swear,” he said, a subtle aggression in his tone as fingers curled around her wrist to pull her inside and into a much needed hug.
the mania in her eyes vanishes at his voice, a sound she’d never admit to missing the last few months — but, god, she had, SHE HAD. a whimper escapes parted lips, small and needy and she’s still not quite used to physical affection, still feels the scars on the back of her neck ITCH with every touch, but this is party. her PARTY. and he’s warm and something solid to lean against and hold, and he smells just like she remembered — leather and ozone and something unmistakably him.
“ i’m sorry. ” words finally come out, muffled against his shoulder but she doesn’t want to pull away. not yet. there’s a small grin tucked away, inexplicably GLAD he’s happy to have her but not pulling any verbal punches. “ i had to leave, had to get them off my trail. they were getting too close before. ” hands come up to plant themselves against his back, face burrowing deeper into his shoulder. “ i missed you. ”
COLLEGESLASHER:
“LIAR LIAR pants on fire. ” she says it in a sing-song way. one that conveys how much she isn’t bothered by what she’s seeing. and she isn’t bothered at all. what a sicko she is. but this isn’t the first time she’s seen guts anyhow. “ so who’s this guy? ”
she calms, seeing the other won’t scream or alert anyone to her extracurricular activities, and resumes in her activities with little more than a CURIOUS tilt of her head. inviting her to join. hands delve back into the still-warm cavity, and though she isn’t in the nursing program yet, her basic anatomy classes have taught her where to go to SEEK OUT what she’s after. “ some rando. don’t know his name. saw a car coming and jumped out in front of him. the crash killed him on impact when he swerved to avoid me, and now here i am : enjoying my spoils. ”
-beth pecora
I WILL EAT YOU WHOLE.
okay but ‘ THE GIRL WITH ALL THE GIFTS ’ is such a serena mood because altho she isn’t a zombie she’s just like melanie when it comes to being a wild dog on a leash. like when serena is full and sated she’s calm and composed and can even be nice / show some empathy to people she’s close to. but when she’s hungry ?? oh man, she has to go out and eat right then because she starts to get rabid and frantic and WILL turn on you if she’s hungry enough. she’s just like an animal in that sense.
July25th’s Thunderstorm
PRAEDATUM:
@mancater liked for a starter
“You don’t know it yet - but I can tell you and I are going to get along just fine.”
“ really ? ” eyes narrow suspiciously, eyebrows and lips drawing down into a pinch. she frowns and studies him, like an animal would study its prey. after all, in her mind, unbeknownst to his true nature, that’s all he is: another man to wine and dine. literally. “ and what makes you so sure of that ? ”
I like my name. My mom named me after a song by the 1970s group Bread. So, it’s meaningful, and I like the song. It’s a love song - kind of - but it’s kind of depressing and dark.