#villian

[scaledandspicy]

GROTESQUE:

(NSFW 18+) Pennywise x Fem! Reader

TW: MDNI!!! choking, cnc themes, pennywise is mean obviously, let's not sugarcoat him here lol

A/N: i know this is very short, but I was listening to "closer" by nine inch nails (im 99.9% this is Penny's song lmao)- and this scenario came into my head.

It was primal, really; disgusting in nature. A blur of white and red oil paints were smeared devilishly across your face: Blurred together with sweat, trickles of sweetly sticky saliva that burned your skin, and the metallic tang of blood from someone unknown to you.

Gloved and slender fingers pressed deeply into the flesh of your jugular, it was enough pressure to allow the brevity of piercing air filling your lungs; while also letting you know who really is in control: though, you suppose you always knew who was. Purple bruised fingertips began blooming their marks as you struggled to rasp out any coherent sentence to plague your mind.

"I- p-pleas-ee,"

Thrill and foreign, high pitched laughter filled the room, while your eyes watered beautifully.

"P-p-please what?"

The man, clown, or thing, mimicked you cruelly. Tilting his head playfully, he tightened his grip. He was absolutely towering over you now.

Another wheeze

"H-help me- pleas-e,"

His eyes widened menacingly, as a shit-eating grin plastered his face.

"Help you? Ohohoho- no, no, no, my sweet,"

He leaned in grotesquely, and you could smell everything about his essence.

"I wanna fuck you like an animal; I wanna feel you from the inside. And- my- I wanna feel you squirm."

He laughed again, as he threw you backwards onto the dirty ground. You felt one of your wrist bones shatter from attempting to cushion the blunt of the hit, and you cried out.

You hated yourself, you thought. Through hiccups and salty tears.

It slowly began to playfully waltz its way towards you, as if this was all just a gross fucking game.

And you hated yourself for how wet this fucking game made you.

[eddies-spaghetti]

“despite everything, it’s still you” 💙

[blayeart]

Finished it! I'm very proud of this Eddie Gluskin fanart, considering how atrocious my 2015 fanart was. I'm already working on some more art of him.

[shayinstarlight]

OG Vladimir Makorov Headcannons: Soft Side

Main Masterlist | COD Masterlist

He treats you like both a confidant and an accomplice — the only person he’ll let see behind his mask. When he’s alone with you, his voice softens, and the cruelty in his tone melts into something almost reverent.

You might catch him staring sometimes — not in lust, but calculation. As if memorizing your every expression, preparing for the day you might leave.

He sleeps lightly, always with a weapon nearby. But when you’re beside him, he doesn’t reach for it. You are his weapon — and his weakness.

He’s possessive, but not outwardly jealous. His dominance isn’t loud; it’s assured. One hand on your throat, another tracing your jaw as he says your name like a warning and a prayer.

The rare moments of vulnerability are sacred — when he lets you see the exhaustion in his eyes, or the scars he doesn’t speak about. If you touch those scars, he’ll close his eyes — not in shame, but relief.

He doesn’t trust anyone with you — not even his men. You are out of reach for everyone but him.

You’ll never know how many people disappeared simply for speaking your name too fondly.

In public, he treats you with respect, distance, and power — but his hand on your lower back is both claim and warning.

If you ever defy him, he won’t shout. He’ll go quiet. His silence lasts hours — and then he’ll return with a calm “solution.” (It’s never a normal solution.)

He keeps one photo of you - not smiling, but looking at him. He says that’s the truest version of you: “the one who sees the monster and still stays.”

He would destroy the world if you asked him to -but if you told him to stop, he actually would. You are the only line he won’t cross.

[blaksstr]

Peter: “You think I’m a villain.”

Stiles: “No. I think you’re a monster trying to act human. That’s worse. But it means there’s hope.”

[nostalgia-eh52]

1960s Batman 📺

Shelley Winters as Ma Parker

[zoestanleyarts]

Skeptic from My Hero Academia.