#gray michael vincent

[eleanorose123]

lil b daman doodle for my buddy :D (ko-fi)

[b-daman]

An update on the new doujin!

Enjyu's surname is now confirmed. In the original tweet, Inuki said that a fan had suggested "Kounoki Enjyu" for his full name and he liked it but he wasn't sure if he could use it. The update states that he got in contact with the fan and has received permission to use it, so Enjyu's official surname is Kounoki.

Please note all of Inuki's doujin are all set in the manga-verse of Battle B-daman so it is possible for this doujin to reveal a backstory for Enjyu that may contradict the anime.

Bonus preview:

(Note it's a fairly common occurrence for Inuki to use fan suggestions, a number of characters and details that were added to B-daman canon via his website were actually submissions of OCs from fans.)

[cobaltstarlight]

They both also have best friends who pine for them (Moomintroll and Yamato respectively)

On The Left: Snufkin = The Moomins

On The Right: Grey Michael Vincent = Battle B-Daman

For the longest time, I have felt that these two characters look and dress the same.

So I thought drawing them side-by-side would put those thoughts to rest…

..It didn’t…

…These two are also the reason I like unnecessarily over-sized hats on characters

[thesightstoshowyou]

The box. You opened it. We came

🔺⬛️🔻

Hello everyone! There are a lot of new faces here so I think it’s time for a reintroduction:

I’m Sights! I’m 36 years old and I use any pronouns. I literally don’t care enough to choose.

I’ve been writing since I was a child. It’s definitely my “purpose,” if there is such a thing. I love all things spooky, monstrous, and disgusting. I write for most of the slashers, as well as inhuman creatures, aliens, the supernatural, etc. If you’re curious about something, don’t hesitate to send me an ask!

Commissions are always open. Requests are rarely open. However, I will reblog a few writing prompt lists or games here and there so keep your eyes peeled!

Finally, I expect you to be 18 or older if you are interacting with this blog. If you are a minor, I need you to leave and come back when you’re 18. Respect my boundaries.

Thank you for following! Stay awhile, check out the links below, and remember:

No tears, please. It’s a waste of good suffering.

Slasher Masterlist

Asa Emory’s is my “special boy”

Boyfriend to Death/The Price of Flesh

Dead by Daylight

Fallout

Ledger!Joker

Sights Originals

[lgbtqreads]

New Releases: September 3, 2024

Cool Cat by Jazz Taylor This is the third book in the Wish series Nova doesn’t lie — she tells hopes for the future. That’s why she tells her mom she got an A on her math quiz, even though she got a B. It’s also why she doesn’t tell her mom about her secret Instagram that she’s almost old enough to have. When a viral video of her cat pushes her into the popular crowd, and next to her crush, Lily,…

[badmovieihave]

Bad movie I have The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the Eighth Dimension 1984

[streetkid-named-desire]

Slightly Darker Vanilla Hair Colors

It's here!!! Five hours to make the mod and like 20 billion to organize everything and then to get the mod page together. These are what they say on the tin, slightly darker versions of the 35 vanilla hair colors. Pretty open perms so feel free to yoink the .hp and make further tweaks, use it in your NPVs, NPC+, etc. Have fun! Let me know what you think!

ALSO there is an all in one file AND a file with all of them packed as individual mods if you want to just pick and choose.

KBad Brown: Kassidy "KBad" Shelby by @medtech-mara

Vitoria Blonde: Vitoria V. Vasquez by @mirandaputsherbestbuttforward

Nate Red: Nate "Rat" Flick by me

Ginger Mary: Mary Cooper by @corpo-cunt-couture

Guerra Turquoise: Vincent "V" Guerra aka VG by me

Ronnie Black: Veronica "Ronnie" Oliveira by @byberbunk2069

Gold Elise: Elise Carlton by @clockworkvenus

Nysha Blonde: Nysha de Thayme by MyNameIsSpirits

Panthera Blue: Mara "Panthera" Sterling by @medtech-mara

Valentine Brown: "Heart-Thief" Valentine by @merge-conflict

Bad Apple Brian: Brian Buchan @byberbunk2069

Rabbit Gray: Joseph Michael Clarke, aka Bunny or Rabbit by @dustymagpie

Vermilion: Valerie Vermilion by @wanderingaldecaldo

Viridian Teal: Viridian Miller by @theviridianbunny

Charli Pink: Charli Axel by @theviridianbunny

Rasmus Rose: Rasmus Sundburg by @theviridianbunny

Mayumi Blue: Mayumi "Blue" Kayoh by @sorryiliketoscreenshot

Valverde Blue-Red: Valery M. Rodríguez Valverde by @bloodydragam

Asena White: Asena Ward by MyNameIsSpirits

Risa Yellow: Risa Satoya by @sweetmage

Via Green: Livia "Via" Kohl by @ctrl-altiera-delete

Vanessa Lilac: Vanessa McClendon by @corpo-cunt-couture

Travis Aqua: Travis Murphy by @wanderingaldecaldo

Elroy Purple: Elroy Vincennes by @olath124

Cain Gray: Cain Burov by @dustymagpie

Violet Green: Violet Wright-Vincennes by @olath124

Veil Brown: VE1L by @byberbunk2069

SIF Sky: SIF by @pvthfinder

Parvaneh Yellow: Parvaneh Behzadi by @sweetmage

Love Purple: Love Duczyńska by @postmortemvp

Batsheva Green: Batsheva "Bea" Cohen by me

Rose Lilac: Valerie Rose Barrere by @baublekute

Viper Orange: Valerie "V" Scene, aka Viper aka VS by @totentnz

Rigel Purple Blonde: Rigel by @pvthfinder

Hilary Rose: Hilary Navarro by @wanderingaldecaldo

Thank you to many of the above for taking preview pics but also thank you to:

@imaginarycyberpunk2023 | @gloryride | @no-more-kills-vp | @amonvp

For letting me borrow your beautiful OCs' faces for a day at the salon.

[calmcoldevening]

Pov: You loved vampire!slashers in your past life and now you met them again

TW: mention of blood, biting, vampire and e.t.c

Characters: Vincent Sinclair, Michael Myers, Hannibal Lecter

English is not my native language, so sorry about misspells. I hope you enjoy it ♡

Mieloji (Lithuanian) — Darling

You have just moved to a new small town away from the hustle and bustle of megacities. Surprisingly, you quickly found a place to live and settled into a small house, beautiful and cozy. After unpacking all the things, you decided to explore a new city a little. After all, you've been living here for quite a while, haven't you?

And now you are standing in front of a large mansion, made in the likeness of a certain Gothic style. The massive building was made in dark colors. Large windows with a pleasant view of a surprisingly well-kept garden with bushes of blood-red roses; a dark pointed roof with neat tiles; dark gray walls of the mansion with peeling paint in some places. In front of your face were massive doors made of dark oak with a neat intricate engraving on them. Something like snakes.

You take a deep breath, gathering your courage, and slowly open the door. It does not give in immediately, the old hinges creak disgustingly. And here you are inside. You can see a huge corridor with a large staircase directly opposite the entrance. The interior is made in black and red tones, in some places you can see elements of silver or gold. Huge paintings in gold frames hang on both walls of the lobby. They depict some important people with menacing faces, but you can't make out the text on the captions to the portraits. It's a language you don't know. A huge chandelier with red candles burning on it hangs on the ceiling. Even the very flame on them seems scarlet. And although it's only early autumn outside, it's strangely cool in the mansion. Almost grave cold.

Michael Myers

You notice that your kitten is behaving strangely. Perhaps you shouldn't have taken him to such a strange mansion. The black little animal begins to meow often and asks to get off your hands. You slowly put him on the floor, and he runs straight up the stairs to the second floor.

"Michael, be a good boy and come back!" You mumble in a voice a little louder than a whisper.

Your boy has never been so restless, on the contrary, he was usually even too calm. Even when you first found this baby, he was a quiet, albeit wayward cat. As if he understood you.

"Michael..."

You hear the cat meowing from one of the distant rooms and sigh in defeat. Slowly climbing up the burgundy trunk to the stairs, you hold on to the smooth black railing with your hand. When you reach the back room, you notice Michael sitting on a large velvet bed with a satisfied smile. It was a huge double bed with a gray canopy over it and a carved headboard. A truly aristocratic bed. You come closer, holding out your hands to the kitten.

"Come on, be a good boy, we need to go. We don't want to meet the owner of this place, do we?"

Finally, the cat climbs into your arms and you turn around to leave, but abruptly bump into something. He was a huge man. You back away in fear, landing on the bedspread. You just crashed into his chest...

Your eyes go up, examining the man with horror. He was at least six feet tall, menacing and cold as a statue. His dark curly hair fell in careless curls over his pale face. The man's face was expressionless, and his large copper eyes were bloodshot.

You reflexively hug the cat to you, trying to protect him, and you close your eyes. The man raises his hand and...

Nothing?

Oh.

His big cold palm with rough fingers gently touches your face, stroking your cheek. You slowly open your eyes, looking at the stranger in disbelief. But now his face wasn't so impassive. Behind all this cold facade there was a hint of... Happiness?

The man was standing there, stroking your face, as your kitten jumped to the floor, starting to rub against the man's leg. What a... He never recognized strangers, even hissed at them if someone got too close to you.

You look up at a man, and your eyes meet. Why is he silent?

"Y/ N..." he mutters faintly, and your heart starts beating wildly in your ears.

How does he know your name? A moment later, and the man gets on his knees, hugging you around the waist and putting his head on your lap. Even in this position, he was huge. He covers his red eyes, starting to slowly rub his face against your knees and emit a light purr. Just like a kitten...

"Missed you."

And again just one phrase. But it's enough to make your heart start to ache strangely in your chest. Your hands seem to move by themselves, burrowing into his unruly curls and massaging his tense skin. A strange feeling of deja vu appeared inside. As if it really was before...

Looking up, you don't find a kitten.

"Michael," you mutter softly, frowning, and notice that the man raised his head, looking at you with his puppy dog eyes. His name... Michael? Just like your kitten. You sigh softly and smile at him. The man... No, Michael, he smiles a little in response and you see little fangs peeking out from under his lips. A vampire... But it doesn't scare you. For the first time, nothing scares you. It's like you've finally come home.

Vincent Sinclair

It was a huge picturesque mansion where you wanted to stay longer. All this mysterious interior in the mystical light of blood candles caused a strange excitement in your stomach.

You slowly climb up to the second floor, looking at the paintings and leading your hand along the different railings. A truly blood-stirring place.

Walking to the second floor, your feet lead you to the first room you come across. A spacious room with dark curtains on the windows, inside there were several tables littered with papers and paraffin candles standing on them. But what caught your eye were the drawings. Oh, Father, it was a whole picture gallery! All the walls of the room were hung with old, slightly yellowed and frayed paper. And on each sheet there were different faces, as if alive. You came closer to examine them and... Your face was here. It was almost perfect. The accuracy with which your facial features and your hair were transferred, although they were somewhat longer in the portraits... Your smile is so bright and colorful. Your eyes... It was really you. But you've never worn such strange dresses... And where did your image come from here?

There was a thump behind you, as if something heavy had fallen to the floor. You turn around and freeze in place.

It was a man. He was dressed in unusual clothes for modernity, rather resembling the costumes of the Victorian era. His long hair fell over his broad shoulders, and his face was covered with a snow-white mask. Several heavy volumes of books lay on the floor in front of him. So that's what it fell...

It seems the man is hesitating. His ringed hands are shaking a little as he gathers his thoughts. It was as if he had seen a ghost. Or a goddess.

The stranger is slowly moving towards you, his dark hair flowing over his strong shoulders like silk ribbons. He slowly knelt down, gently hugging you with trembling hands. You feel this cold touch on your hot skin, but it seems almost... comforting. You look down at him, your hands almost reflexively reaching for his hair, gently running through the soft strands. And he shudders. A dull, barely audible whimper fills the room. The man presses closer to your body and mutters something indistinctly.

A simple "Vincent" flashes through your head, and you don't notice how you say it out loud. The man shudders, looking up at you, and your heart freezes. His blood-filled eyes look at you with unprecedented love and tenderness. You're back, they say.

Hannibal Lecter

"You're finally here, Mieloji."

It was a deep male voice that made your blood run cold in your veins. You slowly turned your head towards the stairs, noticing a tall man on it.

He was dressed in a dark suit with a starched white shirt peeking out from under his vest. His entire appearance radiated elegance and sophistication. Those carefully arranged hair on her head, shining in the bloody candlelight. This sweet, but at the same time dangerous, intoxicating snow-white smile with plump pink lips. And, oh, those blood-red eyes looking into the very depths of your trembling soul.

As he slowly descends towards you, you back away, pressing into the wall. The man reaches out to you with his pale hand with neatly sharpened nails, touching your cheek. Only now do you notice how much he towers over you. Like a predator over a prey.

"I had no hope of meeting you again, Mieloji," He whispers, leaning against your neck and looking at you with his burning eyes.

"S-Sorry... But I don't understand what you're talking about..." You mutter softly, feeling your knees slowly give way, "Maybe you're confusing me with someone..."

"Oh, no, dear. I recognize you from a thousand," He whispers with a predatory smile, baring a pair of sharp fangs, "I recognize you from a thousand, Y/N."

"How do you know my name?" Your voice is shaking. It seems like it was too much for you. You were scared.

"Shh, Mieloji. I didn't mean to scare you," His gaze softens for a moment as he runs his thumb over your trembling lip, "I'm Hannibal."

He probably expected this name to give you some hint of what's going on, but you just nervously pursed your lips. What a strange man he is... Although it was worth this name to fly off his plump lips, as your heart skipped a light beat. But this is not enough to believe his words. You're just scared...

"It seems you've really forgotten me, Mieloji," Hannibal murmured with a slight bitterness, looking into your beautiful eyes. Oh, he was drowning in their alluring depths every time, "I shouldn't have let you go then... But I cherished you too much to deprive you of the joys of mortal life."

The man wrapped his free arm around your waist, pulling you into his cold embrace. Your smaller body looked so perfect in his hands... The pleasant aroma of his body hits you in the nose, mixed with a slight taste of copper and sandalwood. At this moment you feel so calm, here in his arms. It's as if the whole world around you has ceased to exist, just you and him.

His cold hand slowly looks at your tense back, lightly sliding his nails on the fabric of your clothes. Hannibal remembered it all too well: every curve of your body, the scent of your hair and your gentle voice. It was definitely you, his beloved, who returned to him after centuries. He knew it right away, as soon as he noticed you at the gate through the window of the second floor.

"Mieloji, I've missed you so much... I thought I wouldn't see you again," he muttered, a hint of relief in his voice.

Oh, how you wanted to believe him. It all seemed like a pleasant dream. You just moved out of your old town and entered a mansion you didn't know, but this was the first time you really felt at home. You were in the right place.

You almost reflexively squeeze the fabric of his vest between your fingers, and the man lets out a light laugh. He pulls away, still holding you by the waist and burying his free hand in your hair. Hannibal tilts your head slightly to the side.

"Let me show you my love again," he whispers, and you feel a painful burning sensation in your neck.

His sharp fangs cut into your flesh, and his pink lips begin to slowly suck your skin. It was painful. But gradually this feeling was replaced by something like... pleasure?

"Let me help you remember everything, Mieloji."

[characterswithcolorsnamesfight]

Prelim Poll 4

Propaganda here

[svcker4l0ve]

Rules of the requests

Stuff I WILL write for

All types of smut (little to none expectations), fluff, porn with plot, porn without plot, all types of readers (although male readers will be a bit harder for me but I will do it if I can), size difference, SMAU, headcannons, one-shots, texts,

Stuff I WILL NOT write for

Spit kink, abuse of any kind, self-harm, racism, homophobia, original characters, dying, incest, rape/non-con/pedophilia

Canon typical characters/people

I will try to write each character/person as canon/realistic to their person as possible

When requesting

When requesting something, you don’t absolutely have to go into major detail if you don’t want to (if you do, then by all means do), but please try not be vague about your requests, and please make sure to say who you want, and what type of story you want(i.e SMAU, headcanon, one-shot, texts) . I will try to get to as many as possible, but it will take some time, so please be patient.

Characters/people I write for

Harry potter

Harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, the weasley twins, draco malfoy, pansy parkinson, sheamus finnigin, dean thomas, ginny weasley, blaise zabini, theo nott, mattheo riddle, tom riddle

Supernatural

Majority of character- dean, sam, cas, jo, jody, rowena, crowley, michael, lucifer, gabriel, ect

Brigerton

Anthony, Benedict, Colin, Daphne, Eloise, francesca,  Penelope, prudence, phillipa, cressida, 

Anne with an E

Anne, gilbert, diana, ruby, jerry, billy andrews

Wednesday

Wednesday, Tyler, Xavier, enid, ajax, larissa, yoko, kent, divina

My life with the Walter boys

Alex, Cole, issac, lee, danny, jackie, 

Outer banks

JJ, John b, Sarah, Kiara, Pope, Cleo, Rafe, Topper, Barry, 

Fate: The winx saga

Bloom, stella, flora, terra, sky, aisha, riven, beatrix, musa, sam, dane, 

All fear street movies

Deena, josh, simon, kate, cindy, ziggy, young nick goode, sheila, joan, kurt, alice, tommy, sarah fier, hannah miller, solomon goode, 

All texas chainsaw movies

Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, chop top, drayton, heather miller/sawyer, 

It (1990 and 2017)

Richie, bill, mike, ben, stanley, eddie, beverly, pennywise

Friday the 13th

Mostly just jason, but if you would like to request another character from the franchise, then go ahead

Scream

Billy, stu, sidney, tatum, dewey, randy, gale, micky, roman, jill, charlie, richie, amber, ethan, kirby, quinn, sam, tara, chad, mindy, wes

Buffy the vampire slayer

Buffy, Angel, willow, spike, Cordelia

My Babysitter’s a vampire

Ethan, Benny, Rory, Sarah, Erica, Jessie

Chilling adventures of Sabrina

Sabrina spellman, Harvey kinkle, Nick scratch, Ambrose spellman, Roz walker, Theo putnam, Prudence blackwood, Dorcas Night, Agatha Night, Hilda spellman, Zelda spellman

Avengers

Bucky barnes, Steve rogers, Tony stark, Natasha romonoff(romanov), bruce banner, thor odinson, sam wilson, wanda maximoff, pietro maximoff, clint barton, vision, Peter Parker, T’challa, Stephen strange, Scott Lang

Fantastic four

Susuan, johnnie, reed, ben

X-men

Peter maximoff, logan howlett, ororo monroe, jean gray, scott summers, kurt wagner, Lorna dane, victor creed, rogue(anne marie), alex summers, Remy lebeau, andy strucker, lauren strucker, marcos diaz, john proudstar, Blink(clarice fong), Hank mccoy

Dc

Bruce wayne, clark kent, dick grayson, jason todd, tim drake, damian wayne-al ghul, Diana Prince, Oliver queen, barry allen, Garfield logan, raven (rachel roth)

Other slashers

Freddy Kruger, Bo sinclair, lester sinclair, Vincent sinclair, art the clown, michael myers, Tom hanniger(2009), daniel robitaille(candyman), chucky ray, Tiffany Valentine-ray, 

REAL PEOPLE

Formula One

Lando norris, Max verstappen, Charles Leclerc, Oscar piastri, Lewis hamilton, Liam Lawson, Carlos Sainz, Daniel Riccardo, Yuki Tsunoda, Isack Hadjar, Alex Albon, Kimi Antonelli, Esteban Ocon, Fernando Alonso, Gabriel Bortoleto, George Russel, Jack Doohan, Lance stroll, Nico Hulkenburg, Nico Roseberg, Ollie Bearman, Pierre Gasly, Sebastian vettel, Jenson Button, 

[where-fault]

Where Fault…

↝☆↜

“In the past five years, we’d succeeded at identifying a handful of Naturals, but most had been adults. I’d sent a dozen or more to the FBI Academy, but only three had come to Colorado to be trained the way that Michael, Dean, Sloane, Lia, and I had been.”

Theodore Eastwood grew up with everything he could imagine, for the most part. He also got everything he wanted. Nothing could stop his antics, running around the city doing various suspicious tasks. That was until he started noticing things. He was weirdly good at predicting things, whether it be football game scores and winners or lottery ticket numbers. But not all of these things were good, negative, wretched thoughts filled his head. He told his parents, cried to them about it, but he was just told they’d have to check him out, get him on some anxiety medication. On one fateful night, these predictions, everything, starts to take over his mind, his body, it’s all he can think about. When he expresses his concerns to his parents, they ignore him, pushing him back to his room. It haunts him forever, how he didn’t do more to stop it.

Annela Freeman saw her younger years with her sister, running around the parks and annoying neighbors. But eventually, her sister grew up, starting to date the son one of the towns richest families. The Galloways, most notable Vincent Galloway, were known for their shady business, doing anything and everything they could to stay at the top. She could feel it herself: hiding information about what he does for a living. As her sister grows closer and closer with this family, her own family’s rank begins to climb. They’re invited to dinner parties, galas, anything involving that family. But one day, a new family moves in, taking the Galloway’s business by storm. It wasn’t til one particular event, one where she was made aware of a deal that would tank all the businesses of the Galloways. The tension in the room palpable, twitching hands and fumbling words. It’s not that she could read minds, it was more like she could tell why people did things. She approached Graham Fairchild, the leader of this new booming business, and with the flutter of her eyelashes, a reassuring pat and a smile, he was already agreeing to not go through with the deal, how “greedy and selfish it would be of him”. But since that moment, the day they “decided” not to do that deal, it all went down hill. And eventually, trouble came to the hands of her sister.

Eleanore Shepherd lived a mostly normal life: a mother and father, both working, doing their best to support their family. She could always feel the pressure when her father and mother got home from work: her father trying to hide his exhaustion . It wasn’t just the obvious thing she could feel, it was those small things: a blink slower than usual, one muscle pulled tighter than usual. One week it all just felt wrong. Her mother was more tired than usual, she could tell she was losing sleep from the heavy bags under her eyes, the purple going against her weirdly gray hued skin. All the smiles she gave couldn’t quite reach her eyes. The night the week after her 12th birthday, Eleanore went to a diner together, just them. She tried making conversation at first, most being responded to with short answers. It all just felt off, something more than what she had feeling the last couple weeks. Finally, looking up from her plate of untouched food, her mother finally said something more than just a two words answer. This time, it was thirteen. Thirteen short words that still haunt her.

Jude Oleander was the youngest child of Mark Oleander, a powerful businessman running his company in Las Vegas. Her mother, Darla Oleander, was a famous private detective. But one case she has goes wrong. Completely wrong. As her clients trial continues, all she can find is more and more evidence leading to her client. When the trial ends and the verdict is announced to the whole world. It seemed like a victory in the moment, until the case was relooked at years later, revealing the whole truth. Jude could see through to the truth when the case was originally looked at, but it would save her mother if she didn’t tell her the answer. The case’s new outcome causes backlash toward the Oleanders, with Jude’s father’s business starting to collapse as people spread rumors of misdeeds he had done, ones that had been combed through and covered up by his wife. All people believe is that Darla got her hands dirty, worked with the right people to cover the heinous crime. Now, as Jude continues to watch her mother, case after case, she notices a pattern. The way the words on the paper seem so unsure, lips and cheeks twitching with lies. And Jude could tell her own lies quite well, convincing her parents that “No, she’d never hit her brother. That’s just cruel.” It worked for her, worked too well. She held so much power, and what would she do with it now.

[devoted-horror]

THE RULES.

◇ given the nature of this blog, there will be graphic content that some people may be uncomfortable with, like unhealthy relationships, murder, and the sort. if that sort of stuff makes you uncomfortable, i ask that you do not read any content on this blog.

◇ i will very rarely write smut, but you are free to request it. just know it will only be written when i'm in the mood for it. please keep in mind that i will not write non-con, so do not request that.

◇ do not rush me to write your request, and do not send your request multiple times in hopes i'll get to it faster because i won't. i will actively avoid doing your request, actually, if you do this.

◇ you can request platonic things if you don't want anything romantic.

◇ this blog is a safe space, so any sort of bigotry will not be welcomed here.

◇ seeing as there will be very little nsfw content on this blog, i don't mind if minors interact or read my stuff. however, if i specify on a post for minors to not interact, then i would hope that that gets respected.

◇ my inbox is always open if you want to chat, but i am not your therapist, so do not vent in it.

WHAT I WRITE.

◇ horror movie characters [slashers & victims]

ㅤslashers — michael myers, jason voorhees, bubba sawyer, thomas hewitt, billy loomis, stu macher, ethan landry, quinn bailey, corey cunningham, mark hoffman, amanda young, brahms heelshire, tiffany valentine, jennifer check, charles lee ray, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair, lester sinclair, billy lenz, asa emory, jesse cromeans, xenomorphs, candyman, mary mason, baby firefly, otis driftwood, pinhead.

ㅤvictims — sidney prescott, tatum riley, adam stanheight, lawrence gordon, jill tuck, peter strahm, ellen ripley, erin harson, kirby reed, grace le domas, samantha carpenter, colin gray, tara carpenter, anita lesnicki, arkin o’brien, carly jones, nick jones, lindsey perez, allison kerry, skye riley, rose cotter, joel (from smile).

◇ dead by daylight

ㅤ— every killer excluding the nightmare and every survivor.

ㅤ— this includes the casting of frank stone characters. minus stan.

◇ lollipop chainsaw

ㅤ— everyone excluding rosalind.

◇ the walking dead

ㅤtv series — rick grimes, lori grimes, morgan jones, glenn rhee, theodore douglas, carol peletier, daryl dixon, andrea harrison, maggie rhee, beth greene, michonne grimes, sasha williams, tyreese williams, tara chambler, eugene porter, rosita espinosa, abraham ford, gabriel stokes, enid, aaron, negan smith, paul rovia, ezekiel sutton, magna, yumiko okumura, luke abrams, connie, kelly, juanita 'princess' sanchez, maxxine porter, michael mercer.

ㅤgame series — lee everett, kenny, katjaa, doug, carley, lilly, ben paul, christa, omid, molly, luke, carlos, nick, sarita, jane, javier garcía, kate garcía, violet, louis, marlon, minerva, james.

please note that everything above is subject to change in the future.

[victorian-writez]

Peaky Princess (Characters)

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Mafia Princess!Reader Setting: 1900s | Post-Grace’s death | Pre-Michael Gray

Name: Chiara Mikaelson-Corleone Face claim: Monica Belluci

Parents: Michael Corleone(ex-Don), Fleur Mikaelson(ex-Consiglieri of her own family)

Race: Italian(both sides), British-Russian(mother's), American(father's)

Siblings: 3 brothers:

(Niccolo: Nebula's twin, Don Corleone Husband of Lucia Barzini Face claim: Keanu Reeves, Devil's Advocate) (Vincent: Vedette's twin Underboss Husband of Selene Beckinsale (assassin) Face claim: Theo James in Divergent) (James: Chiara's twin Consiglieri Husband of Emilia Clarke (Lawyer) Face claim: Tom Cruise: a few good men)

2 sisters:

(Nebula: Niccolo's twin, Head of diagnostician department. (Dr House vibes) Wife of Don Damon Salvatore Face claim: Marisa Tomei Only you) (Vedette: Vincent's twin Bounty hunter Wife of Don Atticus Cuneo Face claim: Shalom Harlow)

The siblings (except Chiara's) kids:

Niccolo's kids: Tom, Christopher, Mattheo, Carrie Nebula's kids: Hades, Ares, Nyx, Eris Vincent's kids: Apollo, Artemis, Hercules, Nemesis Vedette's kids: Kratos, Kali, Ivana, and Victor James' kids: Alexandros

[Peaky Princess M.S]

[forgetyoursingalongsandlullabies]

After I posted about how I love the TMA fanart I had a couple people ask about how I think the characters look. I can’t draw so here are some photos and descriptions. Note* I listened to the whole series before I even looked at the fandom. They’re stuck as who they are in my brain and I can’t change them anymore, they’re dug in there.

The Archivist Jon Sims - Ben Barnes

Shadow and Bone Ben Barnes where he’s in his late 30s and showing his grays a little, NOT twink Prince Caspian Ben Barnes.

Martin Blackwood - Luke Newberry

I know canonically Martin is on the bigger side but that sweet face, the big beautiful puppy eyes and the ginger hair! The 2nd photo is 100% the way I see him in S4. In S1-3 he wears a lot of color but by S4 he’s all gray suits and no smiles in his eyes.

Sasha James - Eva Noblezada

She has long hair and glasses and Not!Sasha has shorter Hadestown hair and no glasses and wears pretty much just black and white.

Tim Stoker - Tom Hopper

From his Merlin days when he was a little more baby than he is in Umbrella Academy. I love the Hawaiian shirt thing that’s going on with the art. I always just think of him in well fitted t-shirts.

Melanie King - Amanda Fuller

Except she has big fire orange hair and wears t-shirts and leather jackets.

Georgie Barker - H.E.R.

I’m obsessed with the idea that Georgie and Melanie both have enormous hair.

Daisy Tonner - Indira Varma

I don’t necessarily know why but she’s all I’ve ever seen Daisy as. Maybe because she has an incredible “don’t fuck with me” look.

Basira Hussein - I don’t have a specific actress in mind for her but she has a gorgeous round face dark pools for eyes and full lips. Idk if Basira wears a hijab all the time, I don’t think I have the right to headcanon one way or another, but if she isn’t wearing it she has curly black hair.

Elias Bouchard - Hear me out, I imagined him before I knew he was evil and hot. By the time I realized, it was too late for my brain to reliably change him. He’s a remolded memory of Uncle Jack in It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia only a little younger and with a Vincent Price pencil mustache and a very nice suit. I won’t add a picture of the actor because it’s not exactly him.

Michael - Bill Skarsgard

It’s probably a gimme since he plays so many weird little guys but he’s beautiful and creepy at the same time and I like to imagine him with the long ringlets.

Helen - Nina Sosanya

I mean, it feels obvious to me. Her smile is even mischievous.

Peter Lukas - Cary Elwes

There is a 10 image limit and I am not dropping my 2nd Martin picture for Peter Lukas. But Cary Elwes as of 2019ish idk if he looks more or less the same now. But I have a complicated relationship with The Lonely and it is important to me that Peter looks older, evil and also kind of fuckable.

OKAY THANKS FOR LETTING ME SHARE!

[foulbearobservation]

Cami brushing and braiding Lilith’s hair <3

this is not what you requested exactly but it's also exactly what you need <3

“Your hair is getting rather long.” Suzanne says one day over dinner. She throws it out casually, as she passes the basket of bread over to Jillian.

Lilith stalls, hand poised over her fork. Suzanne isn’t wrong, her hair is too long, verging on unwieldy. It keeps getting in her eyes when she’s out for her morning runs. “I can cut it.” She offers softly, unsure of the proper protocol.

This part is harder, almost, than the act of leaving. Harder than stabbing herself in the stomach, somewhere that would bleed a lot but wouldn’t kill her too quickly. This waiting for the other shoe to drop is torturous.

Jillian raises an eyebrow at the silence that follows. “Do you want to cut it?”

Lilith shakes her head no before she can school herself. She’s had her hair cropped short for years, just above her jawline. He had cut it himself the first few times before passing the job off to Vincent when he got bored.

Jillian shrugs. “You don’t have to cut it then.” Her attention turns to Michael. "You, though, need a haircut desperately."

He smiles, all of seven years old with two missing teeth and eager to show them off to anyone who would see. "No I don't! My hair looks fine."

"I'm shocked you can maintain eye contact with that curtain you call bangs." Jillian fires back.

In the ensuing chaos, Lilith thought that her soft “okay" would go unnoticed.

“I could braid it for you, keep it out of your eyes.” Suzanne offers softly. “Or I just opened a new packet of hair bands, I’ll put a few in your bathroom.”

After dinner, once she and Michael have dealt with the dishes, she finds Suzanne in her office. It’s less an office and more of a desk set up in the corner of the library, but in her head every person in the house needs their space. Space is tightly regimented. Jillian has her lab, Michael has most of the third floor, Lilith has her room. Everything in its place, exactly as it should be.

Lilith knocks gently on a bookshelf a few feet away to get Suzanne’s attention.

“Oh, Lilith,” Suzanne puts down her book, some first edition that Jillian no doubt bought for her, and looks up, “what can I do for you?”

Lilith taps her thumb against each of her fingertips in order, counting in her head. “I, um.” She stops for a second, straightening up. “I was wondering if you would be so kind as to braid my hair, I tried earlier but I… it’s been a while.”

“Of course, child,” Suzanne nods, putting her book to the side and gesturing towards a nearby foot stool, “have a seat.”

Lilith sits and tries to relax. “What were you reading?” She asks, willing her shoulders to relax as Suzanne carefully drags her fingers through her hair.

Suzanne just grabs the book off the desk and hands it to her. “If you’d like to read, I’d like to hear it.”

Lilith turns the copy of Lord Arthur Savile’s Crime and Other Stories around in her hands. “I thought Oscar Wilde only did plays and Dorian Gray.”

“He was a talented comedic writer as well,” Suzanne murmurs, more focused on her work than her words, “start with The Canterville Ghost, I think you’d like it.”

Lilith pages through the book until she finds the receipt Suzanne was using for a book mark. She begins softly. “When Mr. Hiram B. Otis, the American Minister, bought Canterville Chase, everyone told him he was doing a very foolish thing, as there was no doubt at all that the place was haunted…”

—

Camila’s buried under a pile of blankets when Lilith enters the bedroom, hair still wet from her hasty cold shower.

“Hey baby”

“Hey, mind if I turn on a light?” Lilith’s been up for nearly 56 hours, her hands have mostly stopped shaking but she wants to make sure they’re clean before she collapses into bed.

Camila flips on the bedside lamp, eyes still mostly on the laptop screen. It takes a moment for Lilith to place the language, English with a grating accent. An American reality tv show then, probably Vanderpump Rules if she had to guess.

Lilith looks down, checking her hands one last time before she declares them clean enough. She collapses all but face first into the bed, causing Camila to bounce slightly.

“You’re going to hate your hair in the morning if you don’t put it up.” Camila mutters, attention still mostly on the laptop screen, but a hand emerging out of the pile of blankets to rub Lilith’s back.

A mostly unintelligible grumble comes from the pillow, something Camila vaguely translates to mean “Too tired, deal with it tomorrow.”

Emerging from her cocoon of blankets, Camila searches around the side table for a hair tie.

Lilith is already asleep, mouth agape and snoring softly. Camila just stares fondly for a moment, brushing a flake of red from behind her ear that she must’ve missed in the shower. Lilith would really be annoyed in the morning if she didn’t deal with her hair now.

She draws an affectionate hand across the broad pane of Lilith’s shoulders. The other woman doesn’t stir. Lilith’s affinity for sleeping face down makes the whole task rather easy to Camila.

A simple braid, like the one Mother Superion wears, just enough to keep Lilith’s hair back, just enough to not wake her from her slumber.

[cobaltstarlight]

Now that it's a daily routine for me to reload/unload the fucking dishwasher or do dishes by hand, I resonate with Gray even more

Stupid dishes…

… … Anyone can relate to Gray, don’t lie