#town of salem vampire hunter

[jaedoesart]

drew some funny quotes from today's ToS session :)

context for the nail gun one under the cut lol

[vigilantictacticedwards]

♧ DANGANRONPA: Severe, Silencé, Salem | SalemRonpa ♤ [ Danganronpa x Town of Salem ]

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[ PILOT ]

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All we see are vines hanging on the wall, the lightings are broken...but it seemed that someone is using this plot.

Elliot (LO): "This is useless. Just old sh*t."

Oliver (inv): "You be on the *lookout*, then!"

Elliot (LO): "VERY F*CKIN' FUNNY."

Shiloh (sher): "I suggest we look around, look for an escape. Maybe other people, as well?" I looked at Ada, she looks very silent after the Potion Master has said her full name. Childhood trauma? She was crossing her armsz uncomfortable.

Oliver (inv): "Well then! There might be other people who are tryna to oppose us. Maybe, maybe not!"

Elliot (LO): "I'm starting to dislike you, really."

Oliver (inv): "Hah! Just because your jealous?~" His tone started to be playful, while Elliot is angry...

Elliot (LO): "OH YOU LITTLE BASTARD B*TCH! I'M GONNA MOTHERF*CKIN' KILL YOU, LITTLE PEICE OF SH*T!"

Oliver (inv): "You look so cute when your angry! What' the matter? I'm tryin' to compliment you!" Boys, they never change.

Elliot (LO): "You are SO dead—"

???: "The hell is the noise around here?" A random stranger turned and peaked around the conor, where we are standing— besides the classroom. "Y'know, it ain't safe too hang around here."

Oliver (inv): "I see, I see! Newcomers!"

???: "You can...say that." There, that's a four-persons group.

Shiloh (sher): "You must be stuck here, too. I assume you also don't remember how exactly why you got here?"

???: "Neither. Only my name and my lads here." I guess they both know each other, even since from the start?

Elliot (LO): "You a band or somethin'?"

???: "No. Just a very infamous group here. We...*kill* evil-doers and criminals based off our occupations. Secret or not, we here are like...hitmen."

???: "I ain't a man here."

???: "...And hitwoman." I see. An infamous group who kills criminals and evil-doers based off their occupations. In Murder mystery games, they make the Sheriff that owns a gun... I DON'T HYSTORICALLY OWN A GUN.

Oliver (inv): "Interesting! What are your names, you guys?!" His eyes were sparkling in interest.

???: "William Thatcher. The Jailor...it seems a weird occupaton, but I don't care. I'm the leader in this group, and will always take whatever death will provide them!" He looks half as a leader.

???: "...Luke Wilson. I'm known as the youngest soilder during my time. Now? I'm a..war veteran. Is somebody here or is it just us?" He chuckled nervously.

Elliot (LO): "Paranoria soilder..." [muttered]

Oliver (inv): "A WAR VETERAN?! TELL ME WHAT'S IT LOOK LIKE IN THE WAR!"

Luke (vet): "...No thanks..." He looks p

???: "I AM THE ONLY MEMBER WHO *ABSOLUTELY* DESPISES VAMPIRES— WILLIOW HUNTSMITH! THE VAMPIRE HUNTER!"

Oliver (inv): "FINALLY, SOMEONE HAS THE ENERGY!"

Elliot (LO): "Vampires don't exists. Are you a child or some sh!t..?"

Williow (VH): "No, but I do recall b*tches like you exists in my photo that was NEVER PRINTED!"

Elliot (LO): "DEAD. NOW."

Williow (VH): "AHA!"

William (jail): "Stop this nonsense, if your gonna fight, go outside."

Elliot (LO): "...Lucky." I chuckled a little. As I notice, I see a person who hasn't introduce to himself— he was in William's back.

Shiloh (sher): "I suppose that's the last member in your group? The one...behind you?"

William (jail): "Ah, yea. Sorry for him, he doesn't like meeting new people."

Shiloh (sher): "I— I see."

William (jail): "This is...Evan. Evan Edwards. He is known to be he Heroic, justice-formed— The Vigilante." Wait, that's...

Elliot (LO): "Wasn't he in jail for threatning and beating up jaywalkers, gangsters, and tresspassers without legal authorities? Like, what the absolute f*ck? He's a *monster* to bad guys and good guys! HE CAN'T BE THAT SOFT!"

William (jail): "Amnesia. It's because of amnesia. Right, Ev—" He...dissappeared.

Williow (VH): "He dissapears occasionly whenever he's scaeed or embarrased. Yea, don't mind him at all."

Shiloh (sher): "If he was jailed, did you pay for that dept?"

William (jail): "Hell yea, I did. After that...it's personal. Anyways, you should tell your names."

Shiloh (sher): "Ah, yea. Name's Shiloh Lopézz the Sheriff in my town."

Luke (vet): "Despite your position, you don't look like the sheriff I picture. Just a ordinary western outfit. Y'know what, I respect that."

Oliver (inv): "Aha— uhh...what were we talkin' about?"

Elliot (LO): "Introductions, a*s-hole. Were you daydreamin'?"

Oliver (inv): "OH HELL NO— I WASN'T! WHY WOULD I, THE FAMOUS INVESTIGATOR, OLIVER RODRIGO, DAYDREAM?! Anyways! I'm the famous investigator— OLIVER-

William (jail): "You already said your name."

Oliver (inv): "THEN WHAT IS MY NAME HUH??"

William (jail): "...Oliver Rodrigo, isn't it?"

Oliver (inv): "Huh...then you must've followed me in Instagram..." (skull)

William (jail): "Does he live in the ci—"

Elliot (LO): "Right, right. I'm Elliot Adler, the Lookout. Look, I may know I don't exactly look like a lookout, so I clearly look like a f*ckin' civillian too you."

Ada (psy): "I'm... Ada Adkins and all..."

Oliver (inv): "She's our psychic with a long staff and this mas who snitches emotions too her!"

Williow (VH): "I suggest you should not explain the things untill she's comfortable."

Ada (psy): "It's...fine." She softly sigh. The mask told us she's rather exhausted.

William (jail): "Right. I'll be heading and look wherever Evan is. Luke? Williow?"

Luke (vet): "Yea, right. I'll catch up on you, invetigative related people!"

Williow (VH): "Yea. Cya."

Shiloh (sher): "I hoe you find wherever Evan is at." Their personality is actually chill, despite them being officer related people. No wonder why they are quite infamous...

Elliot (LO): "Let' explore the whole f*ckin' campus and see what we can find, yea?"

Oliver (inv): "ALRIGHT! WHOEVER IS SLOW GETS TO BE CALLED A SLOW POKE!"

Ada (psy): "I— HEY! AIT FOR ME IDIOTS!" Itt' funny too see them finally developong a platonic relationship, but...despite their personality, their issues— And...Evan...he didn't talked much. I looked around before I run with them, seeing...him behind my back, peaking against the conor.

Evan (vigi): "...I'm *sorry*." He's sorry? For what? As I blink, HE WASN'T THERE. A hallucination, perhaps.

Oliver (inv): "SHILOH!YOIR GONNA BE CALLED SLOW POKE IF YOU DON' C'MERE!"

Shiloh (sher): "RIGHT, I'LL BE THERE!" There is a question behind them...

What are they exactly called and do they have a dark history behind?

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lol haha group go brr— anywaysz this is very long so hope you enjoyed aaaa

[romanceyourdemons]

if luo binghe were american his name would be winter mississippi. his father would be an anne rice vampire and his mother would be fbi, and he would be raised by a woman who works in a failing laundromat in small-town illinois. when he was a kid spooky things would start happening in his hometown and his foster mother would spend all her savings on a supposedly solid silver cross to protect him, but it would turn out to be a mass produced fake, and then she would be killed by a salem’s lot vampire. and winter would kill that vampire and the vampire slayer who was tracking it would take him to chicago to train with a secret society of vampire slayers, which alongside the catholic church, the fbi, and a group from louisiana based on a racist “voodoo” caricature fights vampires and other monsters of the week. and he would be put into the tutelage of a master hunter who kills vampires in three piece suits and is basically just British Mode mads mikkelsen. do you see my vision. mobei-jun would be a german anne rice vampire called helmut von nordwüste

[sweetestofchaos]

Run From Me - Four | K.TH

p. vampire!taehyung x vampire hunter!reader

g. soulmates - enemies to lovers - reincarnation

r. 18+

w. flashback - blood drinking - illusions to sex - murder - witch hunts

wc. 5.2k

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Spring of 1692…

If one were to believe in luck then Taehyung (who certainly did not believe) would have at the very moment his foot touched the soil of The New World. There was a pull at his heart, a rope wrapped around the muscle and tugged him in one direction. He had no choice but to follow as his mind conjured up different scenarios of meeting his fated after all this time. 

Would you remember him? Would you fall into his arms weeping and begging for him to never leave your side? Have you looked for him too?

Taehyung, in his frenzy to find you, left a trail of bodies. He had wanted to look his best, a picture perfect image of his past self with a few modifications. His hair that was always kept long was now shortened to frame his face and hung in his eyes. Gone were the grandiose fabrics, jewels and homes. Now he wore the clothing of laborers to avoid unwanted attention and slept beside the common folk. 

He played the part of a simple man, a man of strong faith and sound mind. He kept his funds and higher quality clothing stashed away in different locations and investments. Taehyung made sure that no matter what, you would never go without once he found you.

As he followed the invisible line that led to you, he came to Salem Village. A fairly sizable village in the state of Massachusetts that was run by Reverend Matthews and a few others on his council. As Taehyung had come to town with a small group of travelers looking for work, he was easily accepted into the town. Taehyung was given a room in old man Peck’s home. The older man had lost his wife and son to a fever in the winter, so he offered his home with melancholy eyes and a kindly smile.

Taehyung had yet to see you but his heart ached, clenched in his chest tighter and tighter. You were so close, he could smell your creamy sandalwood and cardamom spice. If he focused hard enough, green citrus would tickle his nose and burn the back of his throat. He searched for you, from sunrise to sunset. He followed that all too familiar scent and yet, you were always out of reach. The sun to his moon, destined to never hold each other again. Taehyung wondered if he had finally lost his mind. The longing in his heart had led him here but where were you? Couldn’t you feel him nearby? Had he mistaken his own feelings?

It was in the evening when he first saw you. He had been chatting with Reverend Matthews about the next church service when your summer scent wrapped around him in a fine mist. His words trailed off as he saw you three cabin’s down holding the hands of two young girls. Reverend Matthews offered up your information without any prompting and Taehyung committed every word to memory.

“Did you fetch the water like I asked?” 

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good. Fill the wash bin and call the girls to supper.”

You bowed your head and spun on your heels to leave the cabin of Reverend Matthews. Outside the air was crisp with the promise of a new beginning, spring was finally here. Gravel crunched beneath your shoes as you followed the beaten path to the field of flowers where all the young girls played. Ella and Pagie, Reverend Matthews’ daughters, were sitting in a circle with a few of the other girls creating daisy chains. You smiled at the sight and walked over, while humming a song.

Paige, who was the younger of the sisters spotted you first and nudged Ella’s arm. You beckoned them to come along and Paige pouted while Ella just shook her head.

“Just a little longer, please?” Ella whined and held up her bracelet. “We’re almost finished.”

“Supper is ready and your father is waiting.” The girls both started to whine and you tisked at them lightly. “Come on girls. You can finish your project once you have had your meal.”

“You promise?” Paige sulked, her eyes watery and you nodded your head holding out your pinkie finger.

The girls jumped to their feet and ran over to you, linking your fingers together while giggling. They said goodbye to their friends and followed you back to the cabin where you helped them wash their hands and face. At the head of the table, Reverend Matthews sat and waited while you placed their meals before them. He held his arm out, palms face upward and the girls placed their hands in his.

“Let us say grace before we eat this wonderful meal.”

You stood nearby and silently watched as the family of three blessed the food together. Once the prayer was over, you scooped some stew into your own bowl and bowed your head.

“Enjoy your meal.”

You excused yourself to your room in the back of the cabin and sat alone at the table in the corner. You gave thanks to God and a chill ran down your spin. You looked at the window of your room and frowned; it was open. You liked to sleep with your window open at night but you always closed it during the day. Maybe you forgot? You stared at the tree line that acted as a barrier around the town and shivered. 

As the days grew warmer, you spent more time outside of the cabin with the young girls in the town. Mayar often helped you with the children since her charges were among the young ladies. The two of you taught them girls how to braid, how to stop the bleeding of a minor cut, and a fun rhyme to sing while they danced around with each other. 

While you spent your time outdoors, the chill in your bones never seemed to go away. Even with the warmth of the sun, goosebumps would randomly appear on your body. There was news of a newcomer to the town but you had yet to see the young man around. He and a few other men had apparently been looking for work and Reverend Matthews was more than willing to hire him. You heard that the young man, Taehyung, stayed with old man Peck and you prayed that this newcomer's presence would pull the old man from his grief.

“Ella be careful on that tree!” You called as the girl continued to climb the large apple tree with another of the girls. They were having a race to the top and you knew that Ella would most likely be the victor. You would often find Ella lost in the tree tops since she liked to watch the town from up above. It made you worry for her safety all the time, but Ella was a natural. She knew falling from such a height would surely break a bone or two. 

You could see the ripe apples at the top from your place in the grass as you sat with Paige in your lap. One of her braids had come undone and she had begged you to fix it for her. Ella and the other girl, Mary were arguing about cheating as they climbed and you shouted another warning to be careful. 

A shiver crept down your spin and you turned your head towards the forest. Your eyes darted over the tree line but you saw no one. A scream grabbed your attention and you watched in horror as Ella’s foot slipped and she went crashing to the ground.

You jumped to your feet and rushed to her side with Mayar and the other girls behind you. Ella wailed in pain and you shushed her, seeing the ugly way her arm bent at the elbow. You knew something had broken, and as you looked over the rest of her body, you saw her leg was bent oddly as well.

“Get the doctor!” You ordered and one of the older girls ran off.

Mary came down the tree shortly after but you paid her no mind as Ella cried louder.

“Mayar take the girls home and-”

“I heard crying…is everything okay?” 

A voice cut into your words and your mind went fuzzy quiet. Your words were stuck on your tongue as you blinked up at the man. The sun casted a warm halo around him and you swore you had heard his voice before. 

Warm brown eyes stared down at you in worry and you shook your head, your thoughts scattered and piercing together as you looked away. Mayar and the other girls were nowhere to be round, only the young man stood before you and Paige.

“P-Please help! Ella fell and I-I don’t want to-”

“Easy now, dear one.” The man spoke with such a firm reassurance that put your worry at ease. He knelt down beside you and ran a hand over Ella’s brow before he started to hum, a tune so deep and low. He scooped Ella from the ground and she whined as he clung to him. “Lead the way.”

You scrambled to your feet, not caring for the dirt on your skirt and led the man into town with Paige hanging close. Reverend Matthews and the doctor were rushing towards you, worry twisted on their faces as they took in the state of Ella.

“What happened?” Reverend Matthews demanded as he stared at the blood and weird angle of his daughter’s limbs..

“S-She fell from the apple tree, Sir.” You explain with Paige hidden behind your skirt.

“Get her inside,” the Reverend motioned for the young man to follow the doctor before he turned his attention back to you. “I’ll deal with you later.” His voice left no room for argument and you ducked your head low, staring at the ground. Reverend Matthews hurried after his daughter and Paige cried into your skirts.

“Hush now child,” You squatted down and patted the girl’s head. “Ella will be okay.”

“S-She didn’t fall!” Paige cried and you wrapped your arms around her. “She was pushed, Mary pushed her!”

You hushed Paige once more and carried her to the cabin where you then sat in the rocking chair and sang until she calmed down. You saw Mary with your own eyes, she was nowhere near Ella and couldn’t have pushed her from the tree. Your gut turned and a sour taste sat in the back of your throat as you thought over Paige’s words.

Two days had passed since Ella fell from the apple tree and the girl had yet to wake up. You kept a close eye on her along with Paige, but Reverend Matthews was worried. The doctor couldn’t explain why she had not woken up…that was until Paige told her father what she saw. You tried to tell him that Paige had seen it wrong, you knew Mary didn’t push Ella but he wouldn’t hear it.

“If you say that she was not near, and yet my daughter saw her, then what? No one can be in two places at once!”

“Sir, please-”

“I will speak to the other girls and see what happened.”

You told Pagie to sit with her sister and hurried out of the cabin to try and stop the Reverend, but he was out of sight. Someone nearby cleared their throat and you saw the young man from before. You bowed your head and he walked over, standing two feet in front of you.

“Forgive me for not introducing myself, and thank you for helping us.”

“I wished to have meant you under better circumstances, but I am relieved to see that you are unharmed.”

“Unharmed?” The Reverend’s words echoed in your head about ‘dealing with you later’ and you quickly shook your head. “Oh, you misunderstood. Reverend Matthews would never.”

The man smiled, his lips pressed into a tight line before he bowed deeply to you, “I’m Taehyung and it is a pleasure to finally meet you.”

It started with Paige’s accusation of Mary pushing Ella from the tree. Next it was Paige waking up with night terrors claiming that Mary had threatened to kill her for telling on her. The last straw was Paige being unable to eat anything. Everything made her vomit, and whispers of witches began lingering all around town.

Mary’s whole family had been put on trail, and the grandmother was found guilty of being a witch. Days later, the old woman was hanged in front of the whole town. 

That very night, Ella woke up and Mary’s family was chased out of town. Things settled down for a while and you were able to spend more time outside now that Ella was awake. You ran into Taehyung often when you went out for errands, and you were always polite. The young man was indeed very handsome, his midnight hair often became a curtain for his piercing whisky eyes that always seemed to find you. 

You found yourself dreaming of Taehyung late at night, and a few times you woke yourself up, moaning his name. He made it a point to visit you in the evening for a walk around town, which you accepted after Reverend Matthews gave you this blessing. Being with Taehyung felt like playing with fire, his very being burned your soul. His voice caressed your mind and his eyes opened a door in your heart that you never knew was there.

Women and men alike started to appear in town wearing more layers than they should be. When questioned, they all said they were coming down with something. The doctor was in over his head and sent for help. So many people were cold and Reverend Matthews grew concerned. Did he have an epidemic on his hands or something more sinister? 

He shadowed the doctor in his exams and every person who fell sick had small cuts along their neck and inner arms, along the main veins. The cuts were no longer than two inches and thin enough to think nothing of. Once the doctor confirmed that every patient had the marks, Matthews knew some ill-omened and foul had plagued the village.

The first time Taehyung touched you, you worried that he had come down with the sickness that had spread within the village. His skin was cold, much too cold for the summer heat that had rolled in. He hadn’t meant to touch you, the two of you were walking side by side in the fields and your ankle rolled over a rock. Taehyung had grabbed your arm and steadied you before you could fall. He forced you to sit on the side of the road as he removed your shoes and checked your ankle. 

His fingers were so cold but they felt wonderful on your burning skin. Heat coursed through your body as he examined your exposed ankles. It was improper and he apologized for his forwardness, but he had to make sure you were okay. As he looked over your ankle, Taehyung assured you that he was fine and that he always ran cold no matter what time of the season it was. He explained that he was born with low iron, so his blood didn’t run as hot.

Your ankle was fine and Taehyung offered to walk you back to the cabin to rest in case your ankle started to hurt later on. You agreed and Taehyung offered his arm to which you linked elbows. Heat seemed to permanently warm your face, and you leaned into the coolness of Taehyung’s body. It was heavenly in the summer heat. 

At the gate out front of the cabin, Taehyung parted from you, holding your hand in his. He bent slightly at the waist and raised your hand to his lips. 

Your stomach flipped and tumbled as his lips touched the skin of your knuckles. Even his breath was cool and you stuttered over your words as you bid Taehyung farewell. You hurried into the cabin and Revend Matthews raised an eyebrow at your flustered state before he turned his attention back to the book in his lap.

“I am holding a council meeting once the new doctor arrives in the morning. Please keep an eye on the girls and keep them close.”

“Is everything okay, Sir?”

Matthews sighed and rubbed at his temples, “There is an evil swallowing this village and I will bring it to light by the grace of the lord.”

You nodded your head in understanding and made the cross over your body. “By the grace of the lord.”

The warmth of your body weighed deeply on Taehyung’s mind. He could still smell you on his clothes and a flame simmered deep in his stomach. 

He needed to feed. He could not wait any longer, consequences be damned. Your very being called to him, and Taehyung knew better. He would not put you in harm's way, not if he could help it.

Finding his next meal was easy enough. Taehyung was a walking temptation and he used that to his advantage. He had the names and faces of those who looked at him memorized. It was to lure them in with sweet words and an even sweeter touch. He picked his targets and followed them early enough in the evening for no one to question his motives. He would request a meeting and they would make a show of visiting old man Peck, offering their condolences and baskets filled with sweet breads, jams and smoked meats. 

Old man Peck was sickly himself, often bedridden as his health steadily declined. Taehyung had such luck when he moved into the old man’s home. The village people were so trusting of his handsome face, and that is where Taehyung took advantage. He had his victims cut themselves with a sewing needle and he did the rest. The venom in his saliva acted as a blood thinner and the flow came faster, easier as he sucked at the broken skin. He never bit anyone, that would have left proof of his existence, after all.

In the comfort of his room, Taehyung seduced widow Melody and ravaged her body. The warmth of her skin, the pounding of her heart, and the soft sounds she made as he rocked against her were dizzying. 

Taehyung’s fangs ached, and in a fit of pleasure he rolled their bodies, so that Melody was now on top. His hands grabbed her hips and he bounced her in his lap. The woman threw her head back and Taehyung could smell the sweet tang of her blood. His gums pulsed and he tightened his grip on her hips. His fingers dug into the skin hard enough to bruise, and as her fingers tangled into his hair, Melody pulled his face to her skin.

“Mark me, make me yours!” She begged, and Taehyung lost himself. His fangs pierced the tender flesh of her throat and blood flowed into his mouth quickly. It was messy as Taehyung was a little out of practice. 

Blood spilled down the side of Melody’s neck to the front of her bare chest and made her all the more slippery as it mixed with their body sweat. Melody’s voice sang Taehyung’s name as she succumbed to the pleasure, and Taehyung felt her walls tighten around him. He ripped his mouth away from her neck and moaned loudly as he came, his grip so tight that it broke the skin and nearly pressed the bones into dust.

Melody had started to cry but Taehyung was quick to shush her as fear widened the pupils of her eyes. Her body shook and Taehyung dove back into her neck, a new place where his fangs had not touched before. He slurped and gulped loudly, moaning even more at the taste as he sucked the life from Melody’s veins. 

Pulling away once more, Taehyung gasped, his face flushed and body warm from the nice meal he enjoyed. Melody’s head dropped backwards and Taehyung shoved her body off his lap. It fell to the side of the bed, lifeless, and Taehyung ran a hand through his messy hair. 

He wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand and licked his lips. A knock at the door caught his attention and before he could cover up, old man Peck stood in the doorway. The smile on his face was gone in an instant the moment he saw the blood all over Taehyung. Taehyung sighed and frowned deeply at the old man. In the heat of his meal, he forgot to keep his control on Peck’s mind. A grave mistake. 

Taehyung rushed from the bed and slapped at hand over Peck’s mouth and apologized to the old man before he sunk his fangs into his neck. He never liked the taste of older blood, so he ripped the old man’s throat out and helped him fall to the floor. As the old man gurgled and choked on his own blood, Taehyung groaned and looked at Melody’s dead body on his bed. A grave mistake, indeed.

Taehyung felt tired, the adrenaline and sweet high that came from drinking blood had vanished from his body the moment he murdered his kind host. A knock at the front door made Taehyung wince. He had no time to clean up his mess and needed to get out of the cabin. Quickly, he pulled on a fresh set of clothes and wiped himself off as best he could. 

He had to take you with him. He couldn’t leave you here in this crazy village.

The front door opened and footsteps echoed through the air. “Peck! Taehyung!”

It was Reverend Matthews and Taehyung cursed. If that man was in the cabin, that meant that you were home alone with his daughters. As the footfalls grew closer, Taehyung groaned. He needed to leave, now. 

Ducking out of the window, Taehyung bowed his head and hurried out towards the forest where the rest of the villagers refused to go. He kept close to the treeline and rounded over to your cabin. Your window was closed and Taehyung glanced around. No one was in sight, so he sprinted to your window and peeked inside. You sat in a chair in the corner reading a book. You were a portrait of peace and beauty.

Taehyung knocked on the window and you jumped, the book in your hands tumbled to the ground. You looked at the window and smiled when you saw Taehyung. You opened the window without a second thought, and Taehyung grabbed your face with his hands.

“I have to go now, dear one. Come with me?”

“W-What? What are you saying Taehyung?”

“I don’t have time to explain. Please? Come with me!”

A metallic scent came from Taehyung’s mouth as he spoke and his hands were so much warmer than they had ever been. His eyes seemed brighter and his skin was flushed. He looked like he had been kissed by God.

“T-Taehyung…”

Voices shouted from outside and you tried to turn your head, but Taehyung wouldn’t let go of your face.

“Dear one, please?”

“I-I cannot go with you Taehyung-”

The voices were closer now, and Taehyung’s eyes flickered in a swirl of emotions that you couldn’t unwind in time before they fell dull. Taehyung licked his lips and rested his forehead against yours as he spoke.

“Forgive me, dear one. I will find you again.”

His lips were petal soft and oven warm, a heat like never before scorched your very soul and you gasped into the kiss. You could taste something unwelcome on his tongue as it slipped into your mouth, but it didn’t deter you from seeking more of Taehyung’s lips. 

“I swear I will find you again.” 

Taehyung’s words were muffled as he spoke into your mouth and you nodded your head, your mind foggy as he slipped from your view and melted into the treeline. Shouts grew louder yet, and you made your way to the front of the cabin where the girls were peeking out the window.

“What has happened?” You questioned and the girls turned towards you, their eyes widened in terror.

“Witch!”

“Devil’s whore!”

The girls screamed at you and your heart froze. What was the meaning of their words? Witch? Never. 

The front door was kicked in and a mob of people flooded the home. You screamed as men grabbed your arms and dragged you out of the house. You called for Reverend Matthews with tears in your eyes. The grip on your arms was too tight, you could feel their fingers digging into your bones. Everyone around you spit at the ground by your feet and sneered as you were dragged away towards the lake. 

What was the meaning of this? What had you done to deserve such treatment?

At the lake, you saw Reverend Matthews, the two doctors, and the rest of the town. Reverend Matthews’ eyes were narrowed, darkend in disgust as he opened the bible in his hands. You were thrown to the Reverend's feet and your arms were tied tightly behind your back.

“You are accused of witchcraft and summoning a demon to our village. How do you plead?” Reverend Matthews stared down at you and you shook your head. His words did not make any sense in your mind. Witchcraft? 

“The laborer Taehyung has murdered the widow Melody and Old Man Peck in cold blood! What say you?”

“H-He would never!” 

“I have seen it with my own eyes! And now those who have fallen sick, have come forward with clear memories of Taehyung seducing them in the night. He forced their own hands to harm themselves before he fed off their life’s essence.”

You didn’t believe the Reverend's words. Taehyung wasn’t a demon, he was just a man. He was being blamed for something that was utterly preposterous.

“You were seen in town with the demon Taehyung. Do you deny this claim?” 

You stared at the ground before you. You knew that no matter what you said, the Revered would not listen. 

“Taehyung had courted you, isn’t that so? You were in love with the demon?”

“He is not a demon!” You shouted, unable to hear such slander. “T-Taehyung is a good man! He would not harm anyone in this village! Nor would I, sir! I have raised your children when they were just babes! H-how can you accuse me of such horrors?” 

“Enough!” Reverend Matthews cleared his throat and opened the bible in his hand. “My child, you have been led astray from God’s graces. You have welcomed the devil into your heart and summoned a devil to our village. Our people have been attacked and plagued by unseeable nightmares…” 

You tried to pull your arms free of the ropes but it was no use, they were tied tightly.

“You harmed my children and all of the children in this village. I cannot forgive such crimes, nor look past the vile evil that has tempted you into its arms.” The Reverend ducked his head and started to read from the bible. “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.”

Tears rolled down your face as the men lifted you from the ground and sat you in a wooden chair. Your legs were tied down and your arms secured to the back before they carried you to the edge of the dock. 

All around, the village people screamed and cried as they threw rocks your way. A jagged rock slammed into your temple and you cried as you felt the throbbing pain spread along the back of your head. The broken skin bleed freely like your tears, and you shook your head once more.

“Reverend please! I-I have committed no crime!”

“You would defend that demon even in your last moments of life?”

You thought over the Reverend's words and your last moments with Taehyung in your room. He had been panicked and so very, very warm. The late night walks, the sweet touches…the dreams. Your heart quickened its pace as you fought to discern the truth from the lies. 

Was Taehyung a demon? Had he tricked you into falling in love with him?

“Admit your sins and the All Mighty above will grant you forgiveness.”

“...I am sorry, Sir.” You whispered, unable to lie to everyone for their own piece of mind. “Drown me if that will put your hearts at ease but know that I speak the truth. I have never given into the temptation of the devil and I will pray that God has mercy on your misguided souls.” 

“Kill the witch!”

“Die!”

“Harlot!”

Voices screamed around you, and as you looked at the village people, you thought for a moment that Taehyung was hidden in the crowd.

“Taehyung?” You tried to clear your vision as it started to blur from the pain in your head. “Taehyung…”

“Kill her!”

“She calls for her demon lover!”

“Kill the witch!”

The chair jostled as the men lifted it up and you inhaled a shaky breath as you looked at Reverend Matthews for the last time. His face was void of all emotion but his eyes were filled with conflicting emotions.

“Admit your sins.”

“Is it a sin to love someone?”

Reverend Matthews pressed his lips into a firm line and gave one single nod. Tears streamed down your face as you were thrown into the air and gravity pulled you quickly into the lake. 

You were sinking, deeper and deeper. Your lungs flooded with water as you inhaled against your better judgment. One single name fell from your lips and it fell on deaf ears, drowned by the water. No one would listen to what you had said. Fear was a dangerous emotion that created so many deaths in the village. The images of the people above started to distort and the light dimmed. You cried as the chair you were tied to hit the bottom of the lake. 

Cold. 

You felt the icy fingers of the grim reaper wrap around your wrists. You wanted to pull away, you wanted to swim to shore and run far, far away. At the bottom of the lake, your eyes burned but you couldn’t look away from the fish picked bones that surrounded you. You were going to die. You were going to die and no one cared. You screamed and screamed, repeatedly, but no one came to your aid. The last of the air in your lungs pushed out and replaced by the cold dark water.

Darkness coiled in your heart, the tender touch of his embrace meant nothing now. You were alone, drowning at the bottom of the lake for loving him. 

Where had he run off to? Doubt started to cloud your mind as memories of Taehyung flickered behind your eyes. Did he plan this? Were you merely a plaything to pass the time before you became his scapegoat? Your eyes grew heavy, weighed down by the water. 

From above, the air bubbles that frantically rose to the surface slowly came far and few in between until no one broke the water. The silence stretched on as Reverend Matthews inhaled deeply before he sighed.

“May God have mercy on her soul.”

[sevensistersofsussex]

Do you have any fic ideas that you haven’t written yet but are excited about?

Two!

A Bonlena fic takes the idea of Bonnie having those premonitions about Stefan and having Elena take her friend seriously so they go to Grams and learn about their town's history of fighting vampires and go Salem's Lot on the Salvatores and any other vampire in town. The Town Council would have already been infiltrated so the kids have to take matters into their own hands.

And the other would be a Tylena fic where they are going through diaries of their deceased family members for the town archive and discover a secret relationship between Samantha and Marianna as well as the werewolf/vampire hunter lineages.

[aegirine-purple]

I am deadset on finishing my long(ish) fic for Town of Salem. I need to finish it, I have so many WIPs in the graveyard already lol. That being said, the plot bunnies are hitting hard and I spat out the beginnings of a crackfic while getting stuck on dialogue. I refuse to post this on ao3 and make it yet another WIP that I will see sitting on my account so I shall put it here and free myself from this curse

"You’re joking," the Vampire Hunter said. "You’re all— this is some kind of elaborate prank or something. You can’t possibly look at him and tell me he’s not a vamp!"

The Doctor blinked at the Vampire Hunter, then at the supposed Bodyguard. It was clear that the Vampire Hunter was no more believed than before. 

"He's as confirmed as one can get," she said, kind but firm. "He protected the Mayor, remember? I had to rescue him the other night from drowning in a pool of his own blood after taking down that Serial Killer. He's sick, not undead. Lay off the poor man."

The Bodyguard in question was buried beneath several layers of jackets, face obscured by a scarf. "I’m fine," he said, voice dampened by the fabric. He shivered.

"You are wearing a parka in the middle of summer," the Vampire Hunter said flatly. "You look like a walking corpse. For god’s sake, your eyes are red."

"I've had worse," the Bodyguard insisted stubbornly. The Doctor patted his back. 

"Sleep early," she said crisply. "Don’t forget to drink plenty of water."

The Bodyguard nodded, rubbing at his temples. "Yeah. Yeah, I’ll be sure to do that," he said. "I’ll be up and ready tomorrow, I swear." 

He sounded so earnest that the Vampire Hunter almost questioned for a moment if the ‘Bodyguard’ was truly unaware of his condition; but surely not. There was no way a newly converted vampire could miss such a life-changing event, right?

Right.

This particular vampire was a talented liar for the Vampire Hunter to even entertain the possibility— not that it mattered. The Vampire Hunter would stake him tonight, regardless of any pretty words.

It was just frustrating that nobody else believed him.

"You cannot be serious," the Vampire Hunter said, and he wasn’t sure if he was talking to the Doctor, the Bodyguard, or the rest of the townspeople in the square. All of them, probably. "I stake vampires for a living. I know what a vampire looks like when I see one. It’s my job."

The Doctor sighed.

"It's just the flu," the Bodyguard said, muffled beneath the mass of coats. "I'll get over it."

The Vampire Hunter threw his hands into the air. "You're literally undead!"

"I'll get over it!" 

"How do you get over being undead?!" the Vampire Hunter said exasperatedly, and turned towards the rest of the townspeople. "Look, we have vampires. You all know it, because a Framer died to one at the beginning of the week and I staked another in the heart last night. So believe me when I say that this man—" he pointed towards the human coat-rack that was the Bodyguard— "has been bitten!"

There was a brief silence. 

The Bodyguard sneezed.

The Lookout came forward and clapped the Bodyguard on the shoulder. "Get better soon," he said, heartfelt. A chorus of well-wishes followed.

The Vampire Hunter slapped a hand over his eyes.

Then Town lynched the Retributionist, because they could, and everyone went home for the night.

(Yes, the BG is that stupid, he fell asleep and missed out on his own conversion.)

[dcpamines]

[ quintessa swindell, non-binary, they/he ] - was that HUNTER KING i saw by the lighthouse today? i heard that the TWENTY-EIGHT year old who has been in nightrest for TWENTY YEARS and works as a/an PARAMEDIC has a reputation of being SHARP, but also DISTANT. they reside in LOW POINT & people in town usually associate them with flirting on the edge between life and death, finding comfort in chaos, not knowing who you are anymore but trying to find it, and missing a person so much you pretend it doesn’t exist. let’s hope the killer doesn’t go after them next. 

full name — hunter king nickname(s) — hunny ( only by their brother and it’s to annoy him )  name meaning — one who hunts, pursuer age — twenty-eight date of birth — november 3rd place of birth — bronx, nyc star sign — scorpio sun, scorpio moon, aries rising  current location — salem, massacusetts  gender — non-binary pronouns — they/he sexual orientation — bisexual religion — atheist  occupation — paramedic/firefighter  education level — paramedic school  family — roscoe king ( father, estranged ), marianne tinley ( mother, estranged ), janine king ( aunt ),  jordan king ( brother ) finances — could be better spoken languages — english, spanish

inspos: rue bennett ( euphoria ) , tk strand ( 911 lone star ) , meredith grey ( greys anatomy ), jo march ( little women ), evan buckley ( 911 ), jeremy gilbert ( the vampire diaries ), steve harrington ( stranger things ), hayley marshall ( the originals ), nick miller ( new girl ), ian gallagher ( shameless ), sarah ( palm springs ), shawn hunter ( boy meets world )

tw: npc character dies on the job, non descriptive

“don’t go where i can’t follow you,” it’s the saying that jordan and hunter have been pinky promising each other since they were kids. hunter was raised by his brother and aunt janny, the three of them thick as thieves, and nyc was hunter’s playground. jordan taught him how to ride a skateboard when he was four, jordan holding onto their small arms, hunte’s legs never hit the ground but it was like they were gliding on the pavement, by ten hunter was skating circles around their brother with janny on her bike trying to keep up with her two children. 

janny was well loved in the community, a mother to many who needed it, always serving home cooked meals, jordan and hunter often bringing home some kind of stray ( whether it be a friend or an animal, all were welcome ). 

when hunter is eight they move from nyc to salem for a job opportunity. it wasn’t an easy thing for hunter to pack of up the only place they’ve known and live somewhere else, while it was phrased as a job opportunity their aunt thought that the two kids needed a change. 

it’s only really when hunter becomes a teenager does the woes of identity crisis start to hit, on top of wishing that you had a mom or a dad to teach you certain things. he’d never tell jordan or janny that — in many ways they knew that jordan probably felt it too. but janny was home and love and comfort. it didn’t mean that it fixed everything. 

hunter was hot and destructive and their teachers not understanding how hunter can be so smart but make such stupid decisions with their life, like it was some sort of gamble. they could never sit still for long, they had to be going somewhere, could never sit still and it would be the downfall, that kind of impulsiveness. hunter made a lot of wrong choices. 

jordan and janny loved them anyway. it wasn’t love that saved them, but the willingness to not become the ghosts of their parents. ( hunter thinks its funny how ghosts work, their parents were still here, just never… here. )

hunter becomes a firefighter after high school, then becomes a paramedic, either way — they see the firehouse more than they see their own apartment. it’s good for hunter, they’re good at what they do, their recklessness and impulsivity will always be their own downfall, but in the end it wouldn’t have mattered. it would take months of their own investigation, friends and family saying, it wasn’t your fault. you did the right thing. 

hunter and their partner got a bad call while on the job, it seemed off at first, hunter had been the one to say that they should wait for backup, its what they train for – scene assessment. scene size up. scene safety. it didn’t feel right, and hunter was usually correct when it came to their gut feelings. it didn’t matter. their partners funeral was days later. and their feelings for their partner would be buried with them. 

jordan moves in with hunter for the first couple of months, janny wants him to come home but he never does. on the outside they’re okay, they try to heal. 

hunter gets a new partner. life goes on.

more fun stuff:

ok look their story is sad but like on the outside they are very chill and act like everything is fine its called repression baby and they are living proof of it !!

v much loves their brother he's their bffl and probably comes as a duo most of the time

looking for best friends & possible roomie , hunter needs a ride or die fr

lowkey a slut ngl !! but they're hot so its ok asdkfnlsd

honestly just needs a hug

hunter still keeps the post cards that his parents send him, in a little box that's kept under his bed. is it healthy?? no !! but they're secretly sentimental and a softie at heart

[driftingvoid-155]

I finish reading your vampire AU fic... And I remember you said you had more that you never wrote down.. Could I perhaps hear about them?

Oh neat, hope you liked it!

Yeah! Most aren’t all the way thought out yet but I can give a quick blurb to each that I have so far:

One was one I was sort of working on writing before tossing it back on the ‘later’ pile bc there were some things in it not really working out for me. It's a hunter Jeremy, vampire Mike AU where Jeremy is sent to a small seaside town to try and hunt down the thing that’s been killing people and it's there he meets the reclusive Mike.

'Invited' AU is just more of a fluff one. Jeremy finds a disgruntled looking bat and brings it home bc he thought it might be hurt but it turns out to be Mike who got stuck for a bit and couldn’t transform. But then he does and suddenly Jeremy just has a vampire in his house, living with him now, and who refuses to leave bc ‘hey, you let me in.’ Haven't thought too much on it but basically Jeremy living with his vampire roommate Mike.

'Monsters' AU one is still dead/ zombie / scooped Mike and vampire Jeremy who end up meeting and getting together seeing as they're both kind of outcasts. Mike is excited bc ‘hell yeah vampire!’ (he's an immortal and the restless nerd) and Jeremy’s excited bc he doesn’t have to worry about hurting Mike/ wanting to drink his blood bc he doesn’t have any. Plot would probably just be Jeremy tagging along as Mike continues to hunt down his dad bc I find the image of Mike facing his father with Jeremy just hanging out off to the side a bit funny. William went to great lengths to find out how to live forever and meanwhile there’s his semi immortal zombie son with his vampire boyfriend just chilling.

Lost Boys AU. I have zero clue the logistics/ which fnaf characters would be which and its an idea I've played around with and discussed a few different times on how it could play out, but despite my indecisiveness, one day, it will happen bc I love that movie.

'Salems lot/ shiki' AU. Everyone in town slowly dying / being turned into vampires with Mike and Jeremy trying to figure out what is happening before it’s too late. Just a lot of great angst potential overall, especially when one of them goes ‘missing' and the other thinks they’re dead for a while before finding out what really happened.

So yeah, most of these don't have much but they are ideas that are there!

[lambychop]

It’s that time of year again besties!! In the spirit of the season, I present to you:

Athina’s Horror Masterlist

Slashers

The Halloween Franchise

The Friday the 13th Franchise

The Nightmare on Elm Street Franchise

The Scream Franchise

The Child’s Play Franchise

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Franchise

My Bloody Valentine (1981)

The Burning

Alice, Sweet Alice

The Town That Dreaded Sundown

Slumber Party Massacre

Sleepaway Camp

You’re Next

Black Christmas

Prom Night

Happy Death Day

Maniac

Hatchet

Pieces

The Prowler

The Candyman Franchise

The Hellraiser Franchise

Psycho

Tourist Trap

When a Stranger Calls

Terror Train

The Last House on the Left

The Hills Have Eyes

The Stepfather (1987)

The House on Sorority Row

I Know What You Did Last Summer Franchise

Urban Legends

American Psycho

Rob Zombie’s Firefly Series

The Strangers

The Purge Franchise

Don’t Breathe

The Wrong Turn Franchise

There’s Someone Inside Your House

X

Haunt

Hell Fest

Terrified

Trick

Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer

31

Fear Street Series

Creature Features

A Quite Place I and II

The Thing

Underwater

The Descent

The Alien Franchise

The Predator Franchise

Jaws

47 Meters Down

Shark Night

Black Water

Rogue

Alligator

Anaconda

The Fly

C.H.U.D.

The Tremors Franchise

The Ruins

Castle Freak

Basket Case

Supernatural

The Conjuring Franchise

The Insidious Franchise

The Amityville Horror

The Poltergeist Franchise

Sinister

The Autopsy of Jane Doe

Lights Out

The Exorcist

The Grudge

The Ring

The Evil Dead Series

The Night House

The Woman in Black

It Follows

Susperia

The Babadook

Hereditary

The Witch

The Changeling

1408

Dead Silence

It (Chapters 1 & 2)

The Shining

Doctor Sleep

Oculus

Crimson Peak

The Orphanage

The Empty Man

Thirteen Ghosts

Rosemary’s Baby

Carrie

The Skeleton Key

The Omen

Devil

Mama

The Rite

Sleepy Hollow

The Ritual

Pet Sematary

The Endless

The Dark and the Wicked

The Void

The Wretched

Eli

In the Tall Grass

Werewolves

An American Werewolf in London

The Howling

Howl

Ginger Snaps

The Wolf of Snow Hollow

Bad Moon

Wer

Dog Soldiers

Silver Bullet

The Cursed

Vampires

The Lost Boys

Fright Night

Salem’s Lot

30 Days of Night

Nosferatu

From Dusk Till Dawn

A Girl Walks Home Alone at Night

Bran Stoker’s Dracula

I Am Legend

Zombies

Night of the Living Dead

Dawn of the Dead

Day of the Dead

Train to Busan

28 Days Later & 28 Weeks Later

Pontypool

Blood Quantum

Re-Animator

World War Z

Found Footage

Paranormal Activity Franchise

Grave Encounters

V/H/S Franchise

Host

As Above So Below

Hell House, LLC. Franchise

Creep

Spree

Dashcam

Gonjiam Haunted Asylum

Unfriended and Unfriended: Dark Web

The Blair With Project

The Taking of Deborah Logan

Devil’s Pass

Savageland

Apollo 18

The Mirror

Troll Hunter

Lake Mungo

REC / Quarantine

The Bay

The Conspiracy

Cloverfield

Cannibal Holocaust

The Last Exorcism

The Final Prayer (aka Borderlands)

The Tunnel

Willow Creek

The Visit

Ratter

Butterfly Kisses

The Poughkeepsie Tapes

The Den

The Gallows

Psychological

Watcher

1 BR

What Keeps You Alive

Triangle

The Invitation

Super Dark Times

Men

The Rental

Last Night In Soho

Possessor

The Lodge

Midsommar

I’m Thinking of Ending Things

Us

The Invisible Man

The Girl on the Third Floor

It Comes At Night

Split

The Silence of the Lambs

Jacob’s Ladder

The Lighthouse

The Wickerman

Orphan

The Others

Goodnight Mommy

The Killing of a Sacred Dear

Annihilation

Get Out

Session 9

Split

Eraserhead

The Color Out of Space

1922

Things Heard & Seen

Apostle

The Perfection

His House

Cadaver

Hush

Incident in a Ghostland

Coming Home in the Dark

Body Horror/ Gory

The Saw Franchise

The Hostel Franchise

The Green Inferno

Audition

The Collector and The Collection

The Final Destination Franchise

The Belko Experiment

Society

Tusk

Martyrs

Cabin Fever

Videodrome

Raw

The Girl Next Door

Giallo

Tenebrae

Deep Red

Torso

Phenomena

Orgasm I

The Black Belly of the Tarantula

The New York Ripper

StageFright

The Cat O’Nine Tails

Anthologies

Trick r’ Treat

Creepshow I and II

The Mortuary Collection

Body Bags

Cats Eye

Southbound

Family Friendly

Coraline

Paranorman

Corpse Bride

Beetlejuice

The Nightmare Before Christmas

Monster House

Frankenweenie

The Haunted Mansion

Gremlins

Ghostbusters

Little Shop of Horrors

Labyrinth

Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark

Shows

American Horror Story

Creepshow the Series

Slasher

NOS4A2

Channel Zero

The Twilight Zone

Midnight Mass

The Haunting of Bly Manor and The Haunting of Hill House

Castle Rock

Archive 81

Penny Dreadful

Hemlock Grove

Bates Motel

The Devil in Ohio

I’m sure there’s a ton that I missed, so don’t be afraid to reblog and add to the list! Keep in mind that trigger warnings may apply to all of these movies, so feel free to reach out and ask about any in particular. I love to talk horror, so send me your thoughts, questions, etc about any horror stuff! Happy spooky season and stay safe!

[nobody7102]

Bestie......um......I did a thing.....I was not expecting it to be a thing until I read Salem's Lot and picturing Lewis as Ben Mears is making it all the worse.

I know I've shared this scenario with alot of people (and that Stranger Things is an acquired taste for many) but just the thought of it is giving me major ideas and making me laugh like an idiot.

Reader and Ben have been married for a while, Baby Randy was adopted after Father Callahan brought him to the doorstep one night and has grown up with their own son (i'm gonna call him Sean for posterity's sake) as his brother.

Ben, reader, Jimmy Cody, Matt Burke, Father Callahan and Mark Petrie are the heads of a vampire hunter coven and live with the other members, including Ben's mom and dad (we all probably know who the face claim of Ben's dad is, it's no secret) in like this old looking Victorian house outside of town and are tasked with hunting the hoary little shits at weird hours of the week.

One night a particularly annoying species is causing issues in the town and the guys all are trying to come up with a diversion when they discover that the ugly little shits are repelled not only by the sight of a crucifix, but also but loud and obnoxious noises. So they get to thinking and Matt Burke decides "what's loud and obnoxious and something that certain people in the town hate? Rock music".

Unfortunately the stereo system in the living room isn't loud enough to repel the creepy hoard, but Mark realizes that one member of the coven keeps a bunch of guitars and amps in the back shed/garage area (cuz he's probably a music teacher or some shit by day and a hunter by night) and that's when it clicks. Mark's like "guys, hold my fucking beer, I have an idea".

Mark, Ben, Ben's dad, Jimmy and a few others bring the stuff up to the rooftop where they rig up a pretty loud sound system. Mark and Ben both proceed to lead the others as they jam out "Master of Puppets" by Metallica and surprisingly enough it works and the creatures flee in terror back to the unholy pits from whence they came.

Meanwhile, the reader is down on the porch with Ben's mom and the both of you are like "yeesh, leave it to the men to create a diversion." You look over to see Randy and Sean, both headbanging, sticking their tongues out and making little devil horns with their fingers and shouting "DADDY AND OUR UNCLES ROOOOOOOCK!!!!" at the tops of their lungs while you roll your eyes.

I was not on any sort of anything when I wrote this, I swear to Jesus (lol).

Oh my god, words cannot describe the laugh that left my mouth as I read this 😂 god I love this.

Props to Mark man and his ridiculously awesome ideas. I can just see Ben’s dad saying some shit like “Aren’t you glad I made you take guitar lessons”

[baby-chirp]

TF2, Shining Nikki, Love Nikki, and Town of Salem Characters In Brawl Stars

I have recently got into Brawl Stars in the past two weeks so I was wondering what types of Brawlers the characters of TF2, Shining Nikki, Love Nikki, and Town of Salem would be, because I am going to be as autistic as fuck about my special interests and hyperfixations as possible.

I am gonna color code this for each fandom to make things easier for you to read by the way:

Team Fortress 2

Shining Nikki

Love Nikki

Town of Salem

Artillery

Soldier

Demoman

Merasmus

Marina

Dodora

Yueniang

Bobo

Potion Master

Hex Master

Arsonist

Assassin

Scout

Spy

Qin Yi

Vulture

Nightbane

Goddess of Desire

Joy

Lunar

Neva

Reid

Zhu Yuxian

Sofia

Hiber

Investigator

Tracker

Spy

Ambusher

Framer

Consigliere

Poisoner

Serial Killer

Amnesiac

Controller

Engineer

Aeon

Yexiao

Lolory

Hestia

Helz

Leonid

Kimi

Ming Shuiyuan

Queen Elle

Plaguebearer

Medium

Trapper

Psychic

Forger

Janitor

Survivor

Damage Dealer

Pyro

Ms. Pauling

Loen

Yeeso

Shawn

Royce

Ace

Mela

Ransa

Louie

Ozeca

Sheriff

Escort

Retributionist

Consort

Coven Leader

Necromancer

Witch

Jester

Pirate

Vampire

Marksman

Sniper

Mercury

Corleone

Yisu

Shade

Orlando

Joe Brownie

Vigilante

Jailor

Vampire Hunter

Godfather

Mafioso

Support

Medic

Nikki

Lilith

Ashley

Ophelia

Modric

Wenren Dian

Gray Raven

Bai Yongxi

Yvette

Doctor

Transporter

Mayor

Hypnotist

Disguiser

Blackmailer

Guardian Angel

Tank

Heavy

Zhanna

Saxton Hale

Cheavy/Classic Heavy

Momo

Zoey

Caprico

Nidhogg

Yue Qiangshuang

Agata

Bodyguard

Veteran

Medusa

Juggernaut

Werewolf

Executioner

Feel free to discuss how I typed any of the characters as Brawlers by the way.

[jaedoesart]

assorted ToS modern/reincarnation AU doodles before I go to bed <3

[vigilantictacticedwards]

Headcanon (3):

-The Sheriff can draw and write realistically.

-The Medium has heterochromia.

-The VH actually cringes when (s)he watches Twilight. (Not jut because (s)he is jealous...)

[sebsxphia]

Bestie, I believe we have a problem......

So I haven't even seen the trailers for Salem's Lot but I have an image of Ben Mears I just can't shake.

So imagine him and wifey!reader operate a hunter's coven outside the town where they all first fought together and they also have a very little boy who Ben would protect with his life. Vampires attack and are running amuck while the coven tries to fight them off. Lil boi is hiding in the closet but a vile she-creature attempts to claw her way into the closet.

Ben is trying to fend off the vampires when he hears his son screaming bloody murder from the closet. Ben confronts the creature and goes full Molly Weasley, angrily telling her "NOT MY SON YOU BITCH!" before unloading four silver bullets into said she-creature. He pulls lil boi from the closet, trying to calm him down and then walks down the stairs all badass with the rifle in one hand and the baby on his hip.

(presents idea as though it's a famous sword) This idea is yours, do what you must my friend.....this I gift to anyone who will enjoy it (lol)

i still haven’t read salem’s lot bestie i’m so sorry!! but none the less, i love the concept so much and i’ll definitely be thinking of this when i get round to reading it!!

thank you so much for this my dear!! mwah!! 💌💖

[an-organized-confusion]

I’ve been watching a bunch of Town of Salem LPs. And I know people have done some crossover HCs with Among Us. But I think I want to see what roles would be each Side’s most and least favorite roles to play (DLC not included).

Roman

Most: Vigilante, Vampire Hunter, Bodyguard, Escort

Least: Survivor; p much every Investigative & Deception Role

Remus

Most: Serial Killer, Werewolf, Arsonist, Jester, Mafioso, Ambusher, Consort, Medium; most Killing Roles

Least: p much every Investigative Role, most Deception Roles

Virgil

Most: Veteran, Lookout, Transporter, Medic, Janitor, Survivor, Vampire

Least: most Deception Roles

Logan

Most: Investigator/Consigliere, Jailor, Medic, Medium; p much all the Investigative Roles

Least: Jester

Janus

Most: Godfather, Blackmailer, Witch, Vampire, Executioner, Serial Killer; p much all the Deception Roles

Least: Medic, Bodyguard; most Town Roles

Patton

Most: Medic, Bodyguard, Retributionist, Mayor, Amnesiac; most Town Support Roles

Least: p much every Killing Role, most Mafia Roles