woorah... been real obsessed with homicipher, specifically mr. scarletella <3 really love your content of him like holy shit i love that manthing! i've had my mind on scarletella with an mc that mutilates themself for gratification, trying to stamp out their homicidal urges because of how it affects their life? or we could get unapologetic and odd, think of mc who gets off on brutality. whisks people away, holes them up in that abandoned building and tortures them slow, cutting into themself as well to make it 'fair,' ālook, get over yourself. i can handle it, look.ā forces blood into their victim's mouth and grinds onto open wounds, reveling in the pained writhing below them.
i can imagine that scarletella would be there during the act, sometimes. i wonder what he would feel towards such behaviours? i think that the reason he is so drawn to mc, besides the 'offerings,' is the violence. that stranger comes and paints the floor red, then goes where he cannot follow. drags their prey into that dreary building and lets them run for the thrill of the chase.
they always get caught; after comes the intimacy, mc taking their time preparing 'gifts for him,' which means they have to like him, right? they like him. they like him a lot! surely 'hunting' has to be a thing in the otherworld's culture, maybe those dynamics of predator and prey have specific terms. anyhow, i feel like he would think they're playing with him. they turn and run when he shows himself, do they want him to chase them, too? would they enjoy it if he was tangible enough to pin them down and make them scream? would they claw at him or would they lie there, since they (most definitely, a hundred percent) like him so much? if he asked, would they provide their name willingly? i guess one day, that all leads up to mc being led into the otherworld, and we go down the canon road
drool... i wonder if he would like watching mc hurt themself in various different ways. if he would think their pain was for his satisfaction too
burning, cutting, peeling their own skin off and shoving it down their unfortunate victim's throat ā maybe he would feel something towards that. that they should be leaving it for him. their flesh belongs to him, he wants their soul, their being, too.
i love the possessive nature of mr. scarletella. i don't think he's aware of how many different ways there are to express yourself, or what he even wants to express. his entire reputation in the human world is this urban legend who asks for your name, your identifier, what makes you you and reaches for more, takes your soul. of course he wants mc's name... it is interesting to think of the strong feelings he has towards mc (adami, or anyone's self insert... i'm actually super interested in how dynamics can be altered with however whoever wants to change their character)
notes: gore, character death, self-harm
hiiii anon your ask has been living rent-free in my brain, i love seeing your enthusiasm and all your different unhinged (positive) ideas collated here :D!! and i'm glad you enjoyed my take on mr. scarletella <33
putting everything under the cut because it's Graphic. if you're not into reading gore, i wouldn't recommend reading <3
ooooo i love the idea of someone who is desperately trying to keep their homicidial urges under control and, in an almost martyr-like fit, takes to destroying their own body to try and control it all⦠in the end it never works. and could you imagine someone who copes in that manner getting lost in the other world? capable of chopping off whole limbs and cutting away chunks of their own flesh with all of the pain, and none of the lossā because every single part of their body regrows! spoiler alert i am a huge fan of immortal characters turning to extreme ways for self-gratification so. drool.
unapologetic and odd! i love that idea too⦠shaking their head and sighing a bit when their victim starts crying before the knife even breaks their skin. they haven't even started yet! there's nothing to be upset about. a person who slices across their own skin before hurting the victim, to show them that they can take it, almost meant as a comfort but not quite. finding connection in the grotesque, sinking fingers into warm, throbbing wounds and popping the tips of their fingers into their mouth.
i imagine that he's always awawre of anything that goes on in the building, so he wold definitely know and see! personally, i also think mr. scarletella is drawn to violence in one way or another <3! quite a few of the monsters left in the other world are reduced to constantly throwing violent fits, so the world he created definitely has that effect on people. maybe he sees all of it as a kind of altar to him because of all the crimson, the colour he embodies. the puddles of blood, the sprays of it on the walls, alongside the stack of bodies left rotting in a corner. perhaps because he is born out of a scary story-like rumour, he'll always be drawn to violence.
oooooo!! i love your take on this. the hunt and the attack being part of a courting process, essentially. to allow yourself to be hunted and taken down as a form of submission to the other, a type of romance⦠mr. scarletella is already certain that they like him. why else would they have left sososo many gifts for him? and he likes them, too. a lot. he is sad that he can't return their feelings in the samer manner. his form is incorporeal, he cannot physically hurt others, cannot be physically hurt himself either. (in typical circumstancesā¦) at most, he can play with the mind, coax them into giving him their name where he can do absolutely whatever he wants with them. i wonder if, eventually, when they are in the other world with him and he watches them getting chases down by other inhabitants, capable of touching them, if he would get jealous⦠:')
possessive mr. scarletella is so real and true!! it's all so overwhelming to him, poor guy. he becomes more tangible, more real through his feelings for them, binding him to the world with more than just the words of others- he likes you so, so much! he is absolutely the type to have such a violent type of all-consuming love. where he'd want to crawl inside your skin and inhabit your body, where he'd want to snuff your life out as long as he was capable of bringing you back to life over and over again. he can stand others touching them, killing them, for now, but only because he knows they'll be entirely his sooner rather than later.
once they give him their name, they won't simply cease to exist. they'll be under mr. scarletella's control, yes, but he doesn't want to extinguish all of their individuality. i can imagine mr. scareletella creating a little contained world just for the two of them, where they can each take turn being the hunter and the hunted, tearing into and devouring each other in an endless cycle⦠perhaps if he had not been poisoned by the sight of all their killings, his affections would've been less violent.
I personally really love your Oc Caleb. It made realize how much I love pathetic men..ļæ¼
my favourite little sex offender <3333 have this little thing i wrote for him!! for anyone thatās unfamiliar with him (which will be the vast majority of you all) pls be warned that he is,, messed up. take the warnings seriously.
notes: dom!reader, unhealthy relationships, knives, blood, mentioned (erotic) selfharm (it is mentioned and shown that caleb has cut himself and gets off to it.), death mention, humiliation
"did you do it again, caleb?"Ā
if thereās anything youāve learned through your online āārelationshipāā with him, through fumbled confessions and messy orgasms, is that he never, ever listens. he does everything to pull the next insult past your lips, to have your eyes narrow into a glare.
you can see him squirm on the other side of the camera, the way he licks his lips and his eyes dart away from yours. you know thereās no doubt about it. you sigh loudly, in a way that he can certainly hear it through those ugly, cheap headphones of his. the corners of his mouth twitch but never form into a full smile.
"i'm sorry." he gasps out, one hand disappearing off camera surely to be stuffed down his pants. he's not sorry at all, and you both know it. caleb pulls up the edge of his sleeve with his other hand, just barely, to show the corner of a fresh cut. dried blood still clings to the edges. itās only a flash before heās hiding it again. the tease.
"i thought we agreed you wouldn't hurt yourself again? you promised me. what, are you such a whore that you canāt" he giggles breathily, and you're overwhelmed with the desire to punch him. but that would be doing him a favour.
"i- i know i promised! i know i did wrong and i'm a badĀ boy and i'm sorry-" he visibly swallows. "but you- you broke your promise as well, so itās only fair- you'd finally come and meet me! and you didn't!! i waited here for hours, i bought a new knife for you to use, even!!" he whines out your name. you know what your promised, you know heās right. but you knew being denied once would make him even needier, and itās so adorableĀ to see him falling apart in front of you like this.Ā
"i want... i didn't want to do it either, i donāt want to do it anymore if itās not you...ā he leans closer to the camera. āi want you to cut me open... you can- can carve into me whatever you want. i know you want to, so i donāt- i donāt get it! you're just teasing me! i need you, please..." you remain silent. his face flushes more and more by the second. you donāt budge.Ā
he starts to scratch at the side of his neck, for just a moment, before caleb stares straight at you, smiling and eyes a bit too wide. āand... and if youāre bored of me by now... if iām that useless...Ā you should just come over and kill me already.ā you roll your eyes.
āweāll see about that. just take your shirt off now, letās see how much damage you did.āĀ