#cloroform

[dullahen]

underwater karaoke~

I imagine they are blasting fallout boy, but feel free to be funnier than me, i won’t cry i promise-

[ghostly-cabbage]

reading the alex rider books is just like

alex: yassen is my greatest enemy. my arch nemesis. he has almost killed me so many times. i’m fighting for my life out here

yassen: i keep running into this kid while on jobs and tbh he doesn’t ruin that much for me, i still get paid, but my coworkers want him dead bc he’s an smart arse that keeps insulting them and it’s getting harder to hold them back. PLEASE go home and have a normal childhood

also

alex: my greatest foil, the one i keep coming to blows with, i must defeat him before he destroys the world

yassen: *showing up in two books as the hired assassin not actually doing any world domination, just trying to do his job* what

NO but literally!!!!! Yassen is absolutely the “What’s with this sassy lost child” OPM meme.

Alex: YOU!!

Yassen: .....It is 1 PM. Shouldn’t you be in school 

He’s just a guy trying to do his job but ofc fate has other things in store for him. AKA fucking putting the child of his mentor DIRECTLY into his path.

It’s simultaneously SO FUNNY and so emotionally compromising how Yassen was straight up ordered to kill Alex and outright refuses to. But then in book 4 was also like “Anyway, here’s the bull pit. Have fun.”

oh, book!Yassen. What a guy.

[shroomi1ie]

mm project sekai headcanons

[kin-the-muffin]

my entire personality is just that one hufflepuff that demands to be feared like

me, a literal puffball: I AM THE GOD OF DESTRUCTION

my friend: sure you are honey, do you want some goldfish?

me: imsorryforyellingpleasedontleavemeyesiwouldlikesomegoldfish

[khive-cauchy]

i promise to shoot the man i accosted in the alleyway unless he gives me his wallet. he says "this is just like rokos basilisk". i say "what?", and the man says "ah so you don't already know. i know information which is dangerous to you, and may cause unquantified but large amounts of disutility to you if you know it. give me the gun or i will tell you this information". obviously i wouldn't believe him, except omega previously told me that my next victim would be right about everything he said. so im inventivzed to shoot him before he can speak, but a weighted average of all human beliefs implies murder will be punished severely in the afterlife (so the tiny probability any god is real doesn't cancel itself out across different gods). instead i lunge forward and hold a cloroform rag over his mouth, knocking him out. now i need only fear earthly reprisal, and my accomplice (who is my alibi, due to our distinct resemblance) is a perfect copy of me. since ive precommitted to kill myself if i get ratted out (as has he, since we're perfect copies) i know im secure. in a way he precommitted before he even existed, though since that idiot thinks he's the original he doesn't realize it. hey what if i could credibly predict that he would commit to other things before he existed. he could- oh goddamn it what a waste of cloroform. before i leave to begin bringing about the existence of a vindictive superintellegent ai i pull the wallet from the mans pocket- $0 dollars. just another night for me, just another night

[aliceinborderlandsquidgame]

YandereBanda x Reader | Your Devil

AU - No borderlands - Reader does not know that Banda is a killer - Descriptions of gore - Mentions of cheating - Yandere Banda - MDN -

I love you

Thanks

Banda knew you were angry at him.

Angry because you caught him "cheating on you".

And honestly, that was better than the truth.

The truth was, Banda was flirting with this woman by social media so he could kill her later.

God, he needed to get his hands covered in blood, the feeling of hot organs in his hands. Seeing the terror in his victims eyes.

He needed all of that, to later get home with you. With your eyes full of love and adoration for him, with your clean hands touching his hair and face. Your soft voice telling him how your days was.

You were his angel and him your devil. But you did not know the later.

"(Y/N) wait" Banda called, seeing you walking around getting a few of your things.

"No Banda, i wont wait. Im not an idiot, i saw the messages. And im not going to stay here while you go and fuck other girls around"

Banda closed his eyes and count till ten. Once he was done he tried to take you in his embrace but you pushed him away.

He did not like that.

"Dont touch me" you said in a cold tone. You took one last item and went to the door.

"I love you" Banda told you, playing these sweet words, pleading they would make you stay.

"Thanks" and then you were gone.

Banda waited for a few minutes then went in a rampage, breaking things, glasses, photos, everything was damaged.

His breath was erratic, should he go and just kindap you? No. Things were perfect just two hours ago, if it wasnt for that bitch...

DING

Banda looked over his phone, a new message from that woman, she was asking to meet him tonight.

Perfect.

Banda was covered in blood when you opened the door the next morning, you were expecting your friend who was on her way to be your emotional support with ice cream.

You tried to scream, but Banda pushed you into your aparment closing the door behind him.

"Banda...what did you do?"

That was it? No screams of suprise? No tears? Maybe you were in shock but Banda did nt care, he cornered you, he passed his bloody hand by your face, seeing your body tremble.

Finally a reaction

"I killed that woman. The truth is....i like killing people. I like to torture them and see the life out from their eyes. I like the screams, the pleads, the cries....its almost like sex...."

He kissed your neck sending shivers down your spine from fear and pleassure.

"I use a knife, just like when im fucking you...but i dont want to kill you (y/n)...

"T-then what will you do?" You asked, afraid of what his next move was going to be. Your voice did tremble as you saw him picking something.

"Im going to take you away, you will be with me forever. My perfect girlfriend, my angel"

He took some cloroform he had brought with himself. He knew you would not leave with him without making a fuss.

"And I" he pressed it into your nose. "Will be your devil"

You passed out in minutes, Banda taking you in his arms. God you did look like an angel right now.

He kissed the top of your head smiling a little.

"I love you"

[twoinme]

Die Damen müssen entschuldigen, ich muss sie leider verlassen, meine Assistentin wird sich weiter um ihr Wohlbefinden kümmern. Ich werde bald wieder bei ihnen sein und mich intensiv mit ihren Körperöffnungen befassen. Bis dahin entspannen sie sich. Friederike wenn sie Probleme bereiten!!! Du weist wo das Cloroform steht.

[iamreallytryingiswear]

You'll be happy to know I'll be sleeping for a full 10 hours in like only half an hour when I get home 😌

(honestly I just get busy and pull too many almost all nighters, that's it, that's your entire explanation 😅)

sus

but okay :3 good naps i hope you really sleep or else i will get your gf to give you cloroform <3<3

[adickaboutspoons]

Cloroform towels! Oh Stede I love you!

[life-winners-liveblog]

noooo... it's. lavender?

SL!Tango: It's clearly Cloroform.

[persephonescottage]

Honey & Wine | 02.

Pairing: Billy RussoxFem!Reader

Summary: Billy forgot the heart.

Warning: References to sexual situations, swearing, obsessive thoughts. Although this chapter might not include it, this fic will include kidnapping, stalking, somnophilia, CNC (between two consenting adults), knife play, age gap, dub con, Stockholm syndrome, gaslighting and other triggers I will include as we go along, please only read if you’re 18+. If any of this warnings trigger you please don’t read.

A/N: This took sooooo long but hey, Billy is pervy in this one so, I’m not that sorry. By the way, if you want to be tagged in this story let me know! Love u for reading this sorry I didn’t proof read bye💕

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There is pomegranate juice dripping down your chin and Billy is thinking of ending his life.

Your sight is glued to an old paperback he stole from your Brooklyn apartment and your legs are glowing under the sun as you carelessly eat the fruit he offered you a second ago, laying on your belly on the beach chair.

You declined a drink from the quaint restaurant near the shore, claiming your head hurt a little and he accepted it.

Of course it hurt, you were cloroformed for days, he was surprised you didn’t feel worse.

The obscene sound your lips made when you cleaned the juices of the fruit by licking you fingers made him reminisce of the last few days.

How he carried you out of your apartment complex, your body limp and your lips parted but his hand firm on your ass.

When he put you in the back of his van that he already had filled with a mattress and lots of fluffy blanket so you’d be comfortable on the way to the private airport but ignoring the way your tits spilled from the light dress he had put you on.

Glancing at the rear view mirror every chance he could to admire your rack.

How he felt smoke coming out of his ears when the pilot he bribed eyed your thighs when he carried you to board the plane.

He held you the entire flight, holding you close on the wide leather seats of the private plane, making sure you were warm enough.

If you ever asked, he wouldn’t deny he got a little handsy under the blankets of the plane, with little whimpers coming out of you every time he stimulated a bit too much making his dick hard.

Asking the stewardess to leave you two alone so he could use your hand to touch himself. 

When you finally reached Greece he put you on a car and drove you straight to the house you now shared.

His adrenaline peaked when he put you down onto your bed for the first time.

He didn’t regret taking you but he had to be prepared for how you would react when you finally woke up.

So he took advantage of the time he had.

You wouldn’t mind would you?

Touching you in your sleep he found out you liked your neck kissed and three fingers deep inside you.

Or that’s what if seemed like with the pretty noises you made and the way your cunt tightened in your sleep around his digits.

He thought about taking it further but you woke up sooner than he expected.

Billy had time to think though.

Your new identities were husband and wife, he made sure of it, but the real you he wanted to win with his own merits.

He’d be a good man for you this time and you would love him in no time. A real good man, a gentleman.

But you were making it so hard right now, literally, swinging your legs back and forth making the bright pink dress you wore raise to the beginning of the curve of your ass.

The view of the sea waves crashing on the Santorini shore behind you turned completely dull next to the perfection of your body.

Should he say something? 

You’ve been reading for an hour now and he sat in silence next to you sipping beers under the beach parasol.

What could he say?

I’m so happy we’re here?

Can I put sunblock on you?

Let’s go back home and bang like rabbits?

No, he was supposed to be a gentleman this time.

The ringing of his cellphone was perfectly timed to stop him from saying or doing something stupid as he was just about to reach to your chair and pull the dress a little further up.

You finally looked up from your book, your hair messy from the beach breeze as you looked at him suspiciously.

“I have to take this, be right back.”

His answer was quick and he got up and walked away from her ever faster, giving no room for questions from her because he knew exactly who it was on the line.

He walked towards the restaurant and left though the store front leading him to a cobblestone street, took a deep breath and answered.

“Hi Frankie!”

“Hey! You never told me when you arrived. How is the cold treating you?”

Billy looked around, the sun shining over the bugambilia bushes in every house and the smell of the sea surrounding him.

“I’m okay, wish there wasn’t so much fucking snow though.”

Billy never had any trouble lying, in fact, that’s how he always won in both arguments and business negotiations, but lying to Frank always made him feel a little guilty.

“Well don’t worry about us, I’m holding down the forth for ya while you’re in Prague.”

Franks’s voice was serious, but not upset and he sounded careful. Billy panicked but didn’t let it show. 

He made sure to let the board know he’d be in Prague for a couple months seeing a group of investors, measuring the market in Europe, he had his secretary book everything for him there.

He even gave orders to prepare his private jet while Frank was in his office. There’s no way he suspected him.

“Thanks man, let me know if you need anything or if it starts to feel like too much for you.”

“I’m sure I’ll be fine but there’s something I’ve been meaning to talk to you about.”

“Shoot”

“It’s about the librarian.”

Billy froze for a second before pulling himself together. He had planned this throughly, no one suspected him. 

Not even Frank Castle.

“What about her?”

“She’s missing.” 

“Since when?”

“Couple days.”

“You report her?”

He fakes concern for the protocol of his company but in reality he wants to know about the reaction the people who knew you had.

What did your job say?

What did Gianna know?

Did Henry listen to his threats?

“We tried but the police wouldn’t take it. She left a note in her apartment saying she’d go to California for a while to meet some friends. But according to her friend Gianna she didn’t know anyone down there apart from her ex’s parents, and they know nothing about her.”

Billy bites his lip waiting for the report to continue.

“Anyway, NYPD says the note is proof she went on her own will but her friend insists there’s something slightly off with her handwriting and her cellphone’s been disconnected  too.”

“Slightly off? How so?” 

Damn Gianna Esposito, he thought. He had practiced your handwriting for months, there was no way anyone could tell the difference.

“Something about her not signing her name with a heart or something.”

“Well if I was leaving in a rush I don’t think I’d adorn my signature either.”

Dammit, he forgot the heart. 

“Bill just tell me she’s not with you.”

“What?” His indignation sounded real and he gave himself a pat on the back for it “Why would she be with me?”

“You had a crush on her and you leave and she disappears I-“

“First of all I didn’t have a crush on her.”

I’m actually madly in love with her and I want her to be my wife, is what he wanted to say but couldn’t.

“Second of all, didn’t you tell me she went to find me at the office and I was already gone?”

“Well yeah but-“

“But what? I came back to get her? Or faked my trip to kidnap her?”

Yes, that’s exactly what he did.

“Jesus Frank I don’t even know her!”

Lies.

Liar!

“I’m sorry brother I just thought- you know her friend said something about you leaving with her at the ball and I just thought maybe you ran away together or something.”

“We did an interview for the library gazette at the ball, nothing more. Run away together? What are we teenagers?” 

This call is taking longer than he expected and he wants to go back to the beach to keep an eye on you but he’s sure the phone will capture the sound of the ocean.

“I’m not gonna lie to you I though she was cute and I’d definitely want to sleep with her in the near future but that’s all. I have no idea where she is, for all we know she is in California, give it a few days.”

“Maybe.”

“Did you find any luggage in her apartment?”

“No. Her friend looked for it, she says she does have some bags.”

You do, Billy thinks with a smile. Vintage plaid bags. And of course they didn’t find them, he triple checked he’d gotten rid of them and made it obvious. 

“Then she probably did leave, whatever.”

“Yeah you’re probably right. But if you know anything let me know, I have a very concerned and very mean librarian here almost everyday.”

He can hear Frank apologize and give him a couple more news about some other clients but his head is somewhere else, suddenly remembering all the easter eggs he planted to make your getaway looked realistic.

It had been clean and he was certain.

He finally says his goodbyes and take cares with Frank not forgetting to make a few jokes about him ice skating in his designer suit before hanging up.

As he heads back in the restaurant and to the beach through the back door he reassures himself he had done everything right.

He calculated your every move and staged everything perfectly, Gianna wasn’t a threat to his plan.

All he had to do is make you choose to stay with him forever.

Would you give up everything to stay?

He finally sees you, you’ve changed positions and your sitting with your legs crossed under you on the beach chair. Your face completely hidden by the book and your hat.

You were right where he left you.

He had nothing to worry about.

[firstclassattorney]

dude wtf ???? who kidnapped you?????? who hurt you???????????

"I was simply walking home to my car before a man attempted to put a cloth doused in cloroform over my mouth."

"Unfortunately, cloroform doesn't work that way. That's simply something in movies. So I elbowed him in the gut and punched him, naturally."

[inkedmyths]

S2: E6 "No Exit"

Brought to you by I'M SORRY I KEEP FORGETTING TO POST THESE. HERE YOU GO

This episode featuring: Misogynistic tropes, Family Guy, the daddy issues continue, and Robert Smirke's 14 Fears

Silas: YAY

Kayla: hello queers and sam winchester

Compilation of Dean's dumbassery in the beginning, we love to see it

Ominous flickering lights! Great start

EWWWW GOOP

Hell is RIGHT baby bc its probably a demon or something

Oh boy mom and daughter fight

WHDHDHDHDHDHSH

Poor passerby family walking in on that

Yeah and you're young and blonde and therefore likely to get eaten by this thing, which I'm sure is the point

Melon: Oh to be born as a disposable horror movie character

ECTOPLASM

STATEPUFF MARSHMALLOW MAN EHDHDHD

WHSHSGSGSGS JUST WALKS UP TO HIM LIKE HI THIS IS MY BOYFRIEND AND DEAN'S LIKE uhhhhhhhhhhh ookay

Whshsgs yeah her moms not an idiot

Shes thinking abt stabbing u with it Dean

LOOK I GET THERE'S LIKE AN ISSUE WITH SEXISM BUT SHES SO STUPID

HAND

Anyways as I was saying its like "definitely a sexist character archetype" but also she really is stupid

Dean gonna get his hand bit or somethin just putting it in a vent w/a spirit

EWWW SCALP

Oh look another random blonde girl

Did they not check to see if there were any other blonde chicks in the building when investigating

DEAN WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING LIKE THAT??

He was fucking sleeping like that

Ah yes the tragic backstory bc of her dad dying

Ofc

Dude honey he has daddy issues out the wazoo this isn't something you want to be asking probably

Melon: Wait is she asking Dean for parent advice

Me: Asking what yhe first thing he thought of when he remembered his dad

Melon: MAAM

Me: Dean saying it was shooting bottles on a fence I Feel Like Thats A Lie

Melon: Ma’am this man exudes daddy issues in a 6 km radius at all times you really shouldn’t ask him anything about his dad

Melon: Does this look like the face of someone who was hugged as a child? No? Cause he wasn’t

Melon: Pretty sure any answer he gives could be a lie cause like I’m pretty sure the entirety of everything he’s ever done with his dad flashes simultaneously every time he remembers him.

Ohhhh so hanging people jn the field nextdoor ok that tracks

H. H. HOLMES? AMERICAS FIRST SERIAL KILLER

CLOROFORM

THE MURDER CASTLE I KNOW THIS FUCKIN GUY

Crazyyyyy

SHRIEKS THEY'RE JUST BASHING IN WALLS NOW?

LMAO DEAN

Girl u have no sense of self preservation

ALSO TIE YOUR HAIR BACK WHY ARE YOU WALKING IN SOME DINGEY ASS WALLS W/IT DOWN

HHHolmes blond girl. Joanna Beth? Isk.

ECTOPLASM

SCREAM

Time to start breaking walls

[ Crepe says to drink the ectoplasm like a milkshake. Do not do this. ]

Scratch marks..... where others have tried to get out

Oh I am not looking at the screwn while shes looking out of it bc creepy fuckers eye is gonna show up I just know it

OH THERES MULTIPLE GIRLS IN HERE

Theresa...

Rip in pieces

[ Melon appreciates the humor of using an acronym and then adding the rest of the statement. ]

Sam and Dean looking like dumbasses with their fuckin. Metal detector?

Into the sewers without delay we can't go wrong we know the waaaay

That ladder is pretty sketchy

What a creep

Ok scared him off for a sec

Dean army man crawling in a stupid little sewer

[ Melon notes that he's always felt showing someone crawling through a dark tunnel on their stomach is, in his opinion, one of the scariest things to be utilized in horror. I think there's a lot of merit in this; you can't go very fast, and you can't turn around, so if something else is in there with you... It occurs to me, that while we've warned away Melon from TMA for Prentiss reasons, I should show them MAG15. ]

WOO SPIRIT SHOOTIN

Eugg... bones...... the corpse of one of the victims

Well thats creepy as shit

Salt circled him

[ Crepe makes a reference to a Tumblr post about salt in hoola-hoops, instead of salt circles. I'm sure one of you guys could dig it up. ]

CONCRETE TRUCK LMAOOO DEAN WHERED YOU GET THAT

WHSHSHS THE AWKWARD SILENCDean stfu

LMAO

Well thats rough

[ More discussion comtinues on useful and hilarious solutions to demons and ghosts, such as holy water squirt gun, holy water humidifier, and salt infused hairspray flamethrower. ]

Like father like sons oh ma'am

Oh boy

AHAHA.

I mean I get being upset but also its stupid as hell

You can't blame someone for what their parent did thats fucking stupid

I mean I get being concerned that some traits carry over but this soecific behavior is stupid!

[ At some point around here, the episode ended. I, however, was hung up and DEEPLY offended by Jo's behavior at the very end. ]

Me: THE SINS OF THE FATHER ARE NOT THE SINS OF THE SON. BANGS HAND ON DOOR. DO YOU HEAR ME.

Melon: *cough* unfortunately pretty sure john could find a way to pass on his sins or smthn. Dudes done some weird shit

[ I rant about it a bit more. I'm so deeply, deeply offended. Then, a pivot into discussion about the monster of this ep. ]

Me: Anyways absolutely wild that the monster this ep was an irl serial killer

Me: Same energy as Robert Smirke being in the Magnus Archives

Kayla: ROBERT SMIRKE WAS REAL?

[ Needless to say, the conversation was immediately sidetracked. ]

Crepe: What did he do

Melon:

Kayla: BUILT STUFF AND ITS EVIL???

Me: WELL NOT IN REAL LIFE

Kayla: WHAT

Kayla: IS THAT A US GOV BUILDING

Kayla: HE DID BUILD REAL EVIL INK YOU LIAR

Kayla: THATS THE HIGHEST EVIL???

Me: Ok I can't argue with that actually

[ There's some more prattling about this, but I'll mainly leave you with this last thing. ]

Kayla: the us govt isnt its own fear?

Me: No that would be giving it too much credit

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Well, needless to say, I can't say I'm a fan of Jo at this point. It's a bit frustrating, because it's very clear (to me anyways) that her characterization is the result of some annoying tropes. I can get behind the idea of her wanting to be like her father, and maybe being a bit reckless, but the treatment of her is just... idk. Really frustrating.

I probably would have been a lot more sympathetic if it weren't for that weird turn around at the end. I understand Helen seeing John in the brothers and having issues with that, but Jo? After surviving all that with them? I can understand feeling conflicted, but the way it was presented... hrgh. Irritating all around.

At least this episode had concrete truck. Keeping in theme with the TMA references, Adelard Deckard would be proud.

[omi-papus]

This case of rare nonsensical rendering from me is brought to you by me being fed the absolute fuck up with cloroform. No I will not elaborate.

[feralattentionwhore]

Look all I'm saying is that if you're going to get mad at me for not sleeping at a decent time, you should at least have the decency to cloroform me so I *have* to sleep when you make me. If you happen to get to use me while I'm asleep that's just because it's convenient

[punkowunko]

bro this man is literally selling cloroform like wtf are you doin what're you playin at