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frosty-the-killer-doll · 11 months
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i think it's hilarious that everyman assumed caitlin was into barry just because she touched his arm since, as oliver points out in elseworlds, team flash is so goddamn physically affectionate in a very casual manner and it just makes me wonder what he would have thought if it was cisco squeezing his arm or eddie patting his back or iris wiping food off his lips. one right after the other. would he have realized that none of them were dating barry or would he have assumed the guy whose form he was stealing was just a whore
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shrinkthisviolet · 17 days
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Sometimes I think about 1x19, and specifically how angsty Morgan’s interactions with Hannibal Bates are gonna be 🥰
I mean, imagine:
Your brother has been hiding things from you, so has everyone else. You’re pretty sure it has to do with the fact that your dad’s the Reverse Flash, but it’s okay, you know that now. Your brother doesn’t have to protect you anymore. You beg your big sister (Caitlin) to let you bring him to STAR Labs so you can get him to admit the truth…and secretly, she wants him to, so she agrees.
And you plead your case to him. You try to get him to see that you’re still his superhero partner, you’re not a little kid, he doesn’t have it keep protecting you. He can trust you.
Except then he tells you that he doesn’t trust you, actually. That you’re only on this Team because they all pity you, including him. That you should wake up and realize that, because surely you’d know everything by now if they really trusted you? Do you have another explanation?
You don’t. Of course not. Why else would they keep secrets from you?
You’re heartbroken. You don’t want to believe it. Maybe he’s whammied again, you tell yourself—but no, he’s never been able to fake happiness or be in any way subtle while whammied. And you can’t think of any other reason why he’d be like this…except if he was the whole time.
It wouldn’t be the first time someone tricked you—remember Hartley? Remember Eliza? Dad always did say you were too naïve for your own good, and for all that he’s apparently evil, maybe he has a point in that regard at least.
(Little do you know that “Barry” is a shapeshifter, not really your brother. Little do you know that he did all this because you were annoying to him, and he wanted to shut you up, and make you cry for the simple crime of annoying him.
Little do you know what else is in store for you.)
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icedteaandoldlace · 3 months
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i'm not sure if i believe that caitlin would one day tell barry about everyman kissing her in his form, you must know by now i don't ship them, but i do believe that barry's gut reaction would be to punch him if he did find out
Agreed. 100%. Absolutely. I love this, thank you.
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dailydccomics · 2 years
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solving the mystery of “Blue Beetle’s” reappearance  Manhunter vol 3 #27-28
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bitsofbats · 2 days
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DC vs. Vampires #2, 2022 James Tynion IV, Matthew Rosenberg, and Otto Schmidt
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kc-meets-dc · 2 years
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Calling it now: “Perdita” is really Everyman in disguise
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whiskehorange · 1 year
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How the Slashers Would Treat Your Stuffed Animals
literally pissing and crying writing this right neow.
Also, Happy New Years Loves! I wish everyone and myself a better 2023, I couldn't ask for better supporters ♥♥
Michael
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Stabs them repeatedly when youre not home until theyre nothing but a shredded mess like an untrained dog and when you confront him he denies it like you've accused him of murder.
Wait-
Jason
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Kisses each one on the forehead goodnight like he's going to be deployed in the morning. Comes home the next day with glass display cases for you to put your favorites/ most valuable in. Even buys them personalized stickers and trinkets to but in and on their box like he's assigned them their own personalities.
Freddy
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Punches each and every one of them in the face as hard as he can like they all own him a grand each right in front of you, laughing until he violently shit himself while you scream at him to leave them alone.
Bubba
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Gives each one their own day to help/follow him around the farm (carrying them around in one arm or aggressively stuffing them down his pants when he needs to use both hands) while actively getting them dirty with blood, dirt, and shit or tearing them in the process of being so unintentionally violent.
Thomas
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Gives them dirty looks when they touch his stuff but actively grows very fond of them and shares all of the family drama and tea with them when they are alone. The dirty looks shift to you when you walk in on a heated tea spill session.
Brahms
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Steals them from you.
Humps them.
Cries and denies taking them if you find them before he's able to "sneakily" put them back where he got them.
Billy
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Refuses to acknowledge them and absolutely refuses to touch them, but buys you more and more whenever he's out by himself. When you leave the room he apologizes for ignoring them all day and adds the new friend to your collection. Has to turn them away when the two of you do the dirty.
Stu
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Gives them all government first, middle, and last names and doesn't forget them either. Also constantly buy you new ones whenever he sees them and issues them names, social security numbers, and jobs before he even gives them to you. Makes them beef with each other.
Norman
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Dresses up and has tea parties with them. When your not home. Writes and prints hand made name tags, name plates, bibs, and beautifully crafted invitations with their own messages for all of them. Spends hours making real treats for said parties.
Hannibal
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Quietly passive aggressively threatens each of them that if hey even think about getting closer to you that he'll destuff them and use their skin as pillow covers, and will do so in front of the others. Insists that he loves them when you ask, shooting them dirty looks after you've turned around.
Bo
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Crop-dusts them if you keep them waist level and will even grab them and purposely rip the fattest, wettest, most gut wrenching, stomach rumbling, room clearing, radioactive, leg lifting fart you've ever heard right in their face and throw it at you, flipping you off as he walks away.
Vincent
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Makes them all their own little wax sculpture the same color as their fur and keeps them on a shelf above where you keep yours. Still doesn't have the heart to tell you that he stole one from you once to sculpt and accidentally dropped it in a vat of wax and had to dump the whole basin because it was ruined. Claims you must have just misplaced it.
Lester
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Makes you homemade, roadkill fur stuffed abominations that smell like the wettest of shit and will set them right next to yours on your bed/shelf. Can never remember the names of your stuffed ones and called them something not even close to what they are, thinking he's 100% right. Pets them unconsciously if he's standing next to them and just mindlessly talking.
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rosytintedlights · 14 days
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Slashers: *Just standing there*
Slashers: *Just drinking water*
Slashers: *Manspreading*
Slashers: *Literally just breathing*
Us:
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peterpastrahmii · 2 years
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babygirlifying the most blood curdling, irredeemable hardened criminals in fiction is so much fun
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everdeenxmellark · 6 months
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“mama i’m in love with a criminal”
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bloodyteethh · 2 years
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frosty-the-killer-doll · 11 months
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ik it was hannibal but like if rick cosnett told me he wanted me to die i'd follow suit
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horror102 · 1 year
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Night time massacre!
Slashers x Asylum therapist GN! Reader
TW: Midnight Angst, Heavy Angst. Emotional Hurt! Manipulation, Lying,
(Slashers: Gabriel May-Hannibal Lecter-Norman Bates-Brahms Heelshire-Jacob Goodnight)
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Your plan was to get the slashers to trust you, that was what you were instructed by your peers and boss. And it was a hefty deal of money. And being a little middle class or below it, you needed the money. And when you were done you left.
Norman bates
His mother kept telling him it was a trick, utter buffoonery! But he didn’t listen, he insisted it was love. And that you felt the same way!
The way you would bat your eyelashes at him. How you’d lightly wake him up from his solitude.
He couldn’t keep his eyes off you practically sticking his head through the bars as your feet tapped the cement floor of the halls.
He’d watch how you step, notice a pattern in your walks, grow shy when you’d pay attention and bring up what he said in far later notices.
One day he’d even take it up to himself to make you a mattress flower, ripping his mattress up with raw strength and shaping it into a flower with his teeth and peeling cement off the walls.
He planned to give it too you Friday, so you won’t have to come back the next day and think about his proposal while you were on your two day break.
But Friday never came, you weren’t there. He thought, maybe you were sick. Oh my! Maybe you were sick! You probably caught the flu. Maybe it’s pneumonia, god you could die! No, no, no, no, his precious angel couldn’t die before he confessed.
He didn’t sleep, he didn’t eat, he didn’t even listen too his mother. He thrashed out on his own. Growing agitated after days passed. Monday, where were you? Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday. And on and on. He couldn’t fathom the fact that you were gone, Completely.
Hannibal Lecter (series)
He knew you didn’t care for him, he acted in such a job himself. He knew, oh god he knew, but he was so lonely he couldn’t help but enjoy the company.
He loved everything about it, from the clacking of your shoes as you stepped in the room to the way your eyebrows tilt when you were confused.
How you’d laugh at his stubble seriousness or jokes that were “so unfunny that they were actually funny because it wasn’t!” You stated.
Mesmerizing his favorite color, his phrases, adapting some of his manipulating habits.
He began to fantasize, creating this delusional realities of intimacy of you two in his mind while he slept uncontrollably.
He began to obsess, Thursday he mesmerized your schedule, trying to learn about you. But then Friday came and you weren’t there.
It was hard to keep up with time in the asylum so he just assumed you were off on Friday’s
Until you were off on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and back to Thursday.
Maybe you got hurt, best case scenario rather then the image in his head of you getting murdered by one of his enemies.
The image of you being eaten and cut up like he did to his victims, a piece of your jewelry hung up as decoration.
His mind became distraught, keeping his usually calm demeanor but eye bags were clearly shown. Agitation in his voice and hatred as he talked to the new therapist.
Gabriel May
For a while he didn’t trust you, he didn’t believe someone would try to understand a “parasite.”
He was utterly surprised when you called him Gabriel instead of “IT” when you called him by his normal He/him pronouns instead of “a parasite.”
He grew a little agitated at the fact that you made your way into his little heart, giving him more time then his sister to talk to him.
Letting him take turns to draw with his sister as if he was still a little kid.
Once you talked to his sister longer than you’d normally would, he’d show verbal aggression. Going occasionally silent, or making tiny whispers to his sister, threats of any kind.
He began blocking out his sister, so while you thought you were talking to her you were actually talking to him.
Learning what you’d tell her while she would usually block him out due to her command.
He’d wake up early so he could take control.
Make her hallucinate so she’d be scared and have a fearful nap.
Make her have extra long nightmares, just so she could complain about them to you which made him angry.
Watch as your eyebrows furrowed when you would talk to him and scold him about what he did.
But something that made his heart flutter is when you always forgave him.
Thursday he did it again, he terrorized her. And you scolded him and Friday he was supposedly going to give you his apology for attention.
But you didn’t come, maybe you were sick, it could only be a cold, right?
Maybe you left him, just like his mother, just like how his sister tried to block him out, just like how the doctors tried to take him out. Just like everyone else in his life.
No! You couldn’t have you promised said you would come back the next day.
Why would you lie? You had no reason too. You wouldn’t just abandon him, would you?
He started to listen in when his sister would talk to the guards. Hearing something he wish he didn’t.
No that can’t be true, they left.
Brahms Heelshire
He quickly became attached. As soon as you walked on the door, watching you eye the cracked up doll and him. Watching you observe the two.
Asking him normal questions and not pondering him to leave the doll.
Asking him how the doll was, did it chip again? You could help him fix it.
Those words were like music to his ears, as you fixed it, he was eyeing you down. Watching how your hands delicately took the doll from him as if it was a real boy.
Calling them both Brahms.
Saying hello and goodbye to both of them, complimenting both of them, acknowledging them. Seeing them as two in one. Instead of seeing the doll as some parasite.
Eventually Brahms behavior became more erratic more irrational. He was openly jealous, he always asked about other patients and what you’d talk about with them.
Angered how’d you actually talk about them in such a delightful manner.
Angered at how you had mostly male patients.
One day he took it to far, as you went to leave him stating “I’m off to another patient, have a nice rest of your day Brahms.” He flipped, the chains on his hands almost breaking as he tried to flip the table over it shaking as he used all his might eventually going so in the spam of little minutes.
He was punished, he wasn’t allowed to see you until Friday. So Monday-through-Friday he didn’t see you. He was driven crazy when you didn’t show up at the end of the week.
He began to get angry. Immediately he assumed you left him. How could you possibly love a murderous monster!? So foolish of him believing someone could actually love him.
You left him, without saying goodbye. Just like his mother and father and all the tiny bit off friends he had before he was locked away as a boy.
But he was going to promise you. “He’d be good, he will”
Jacob Goodnight
He didn’t see the evil in your eyes, you looked uncanny, you looked sweet.
You respected his beliefs and you never told him yours out of respect. You respected his mother.
You’d give him compliments about his different color eyes, about his height, about his cheeky smile.
You’d acknowledge how much he knew about his religion, you’d pray with him, even if it wasn’t something you believed in or was.
You’d compliment his Christ, you’d learn and admire.
Religious talks soon became random chats, you’d talk about random things Like God and the color of the sky.
You’d talk about your favorite colors, and help him figure out his.
Soon enough to your surprise he became obedient. Randomly, he’d do anything you’d say. Bow to your every wishes.
“Lift your left hand up and stick your pinky down.” You’d test the guards theory, and to your surprise he did exactly what you commanded.
He was obsessed. From the way you smelled to the way your hair was. Your eyes, your nose, your pointy ears.
He wasn’t exactly too bright to know your schedule. But he knew exactly what time you’d come.
He’d count, he’d create a rhythm. Just to know and remember.
One day after all that practice he finally learned his favorite color, and he was planning to tell you but it never came.
And days passed, and immediately he was angered. He’d attack everyone who tried to talk to him about you in a disrespectful way.
He’d pray for you to come back, and when that didn’t work he’d pray for you to be safe.
He couldn’t let you disappear without gods protection.
He’d repeat, “Dear Heavenly Father, Dear God. Please protect them, and if you wish bring them back to me.”
Disclaimer! I do not mean to be disrespectful of his religion I am a Christian myself! I just wanted to make it opt for people with other religions! <3
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charliedawn · 1 month
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Hi hi! I don't know if you've already done a request similar to this one buuuut.. how would the slashers (+ Hannibal Jr and his dad, Hannibal. MAYBE if you can) react to the nurse getting hit with like.. an intense aphrodisiac?
I'm curious;w; and I love your writing so much<3
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Pennywise would immediately recognise the scent of aphrodisiac and lock himself up—twice.
He isn’t staying when you’re all weird and clinging to him like a plushie.
Pennywise can like you, but he still doesn’t like being touched and would simply disappear until the effects of the aphrodisiac wear off.
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Freddy…
Freddy has no self-control. The moment he knows you are under the effects of an aphrodisiac, he’d take his shot.
So, for your safety, the medical staff has put traps into place all around your room…
Freddy *tries to get in and gets hit with a giant hammer* : "SHIT—!"
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Michael would ask to be put on lockdown. He cannot be trusted around you. The moment he cares for someone, he usually has the urge to kill them so…Yup.
Better safe than sorry.
He’d still be happy to see you once or twice. But…that’s about it.
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People have tried to restrain Penny…But by the time they understood…It was too late. Penny had gotten a whiff of the aphrodisiac and got into *mating mode*.
Penny *giggles and wraps his arms around you* : "Heya. Y/N wants to play, right ? Wants to play with Penny ?"
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"How…delightful. Nice to see you reacting so…well to my little gift. My little lamb."
…Hannibal Sr. was the one to spike your drink with aphrodisiac. He wanted to see your reaction. He wasn’t disappointed…
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He was amused at first…before he had no choice but to put you to sleep because of how intense it was becoming.
Hannibal Jr. *kisses your forehead after he administrated you with enough sedatives to kill a horse* : "Sleep well, my darling. We shall talk when you wake up."
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The moment Bo sees an opportunity…
It’s over.
You gotta knock him out or kill him to keep his hands off you.
Bo *pats your head* : "…You and I are gonna have LOTS of fun, darls."
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Brahms…Brahms would be cautious at first. He would understand that this isn’t the normal you and would be happy with just staying away at first.
But, tentation is hard and he would eventually give in and hug you and kiss you and tell you he loves you and give you affection and love you want.
Yeah. Poor boy is weak.
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Jason would tie you up to a tree.
He is a good boy.
He wouldn’t give in to the sin of the flesh and just wait until you are back to normal before hugging you and tell you that he is sorry.
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Norman *tries to calm you down* : "Y-Y/N. Let’s…Let’s talk about this. Please, sweetheart."
You *growl*
Norman *starts sweating and runs away*
Norman was raised to be the perfect gentleman. He would never take advantage of you because of some aphrodisiac. So, he would run and hide until you are back to normal.
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dailydccomics · 2 years
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can’t deny science, sir! Manhunter vol 3 #29
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bitsofbats · 23 hours
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DC vs. Vampires #2, 2022 James Tynion IV, Matthew Rosenberg, and Otto Schmidt
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