He'd take one look at me and wouldn't be able to kill me. I'm just too fuckable and adorable. One look at me and he'd be in love. He'd love me. You just don't get it. I'm the exception to his wraith. You don't understand. I'm definitely his type.

THE BOYS SEASON 4 TRAILER

° magnetically mesmerizing

+ bonus

These aren't the best moments in his life (Surfer Dream pt 5)

I'm finally posting a fic again woooo :D

hero you go with a new part for surfer Dream au :)

Enjoy :]

TW: Safe/soft vore, unaware prey, fearplay, injury (mentioned)

It's been about 6 months since Dream went into a coma. Karl visited him three or four times a week, since he missed him very much and was very worried about him.

One of those days, Dream finally woke up from his coma, which pleased Karl and clearly Sapnap and Quackity. They were really relieved that he was able to wake up from the coma.

Due to health and safety reasons, Dream had to be hospitalized for another two months, which was fine with Karl as he was quite concerned about his roommate's condition.

During that time, Dream slowly began to be able to speak normally. It took him quite a while to do so, but with the effort, he was able to speak again without stuttering. In the end, he was allowed to leave the hospital, back home with Karl.

//

Dream walked out the door, heading towards the port. “Dream! Where are you going??" Karl asked as he quickly approached his friend. Dream let out a long breath, looking at him with a pout.

"Come on... I'm just going for a walk, you don't have to worry so much about me..." "Dream... You've been in a coma for six months, almost seven, plus two months of rehabilitation" He replied seriously while crossing his arms.

Dream let out another slightly annoyed sigh. “Karl, come on, I can't be locked up all the time. I'm just going to take a walk for three hours and come back, okay? Nothing bad will happen to me…”

Karl looked at Dream for a few seconds before sighing in defeat. "Okay, but if you haven't come back in three hours, I'm going to ask Sapnap and Quackity to find you and you won't come out for two weeks."

Dream thought about it for a moment before nodding. “Okay, deal. See you in three hours." he said before turning around and continuing on his way towards the port. Once there, he got on a small boat and headed out for a few miles into the ocean.

//

An hour passed and it seemed to Dream that he had gone far enough, so he stopped the boat. Not even five minutes passed when the sea began to move a little more violently.

‘Okay, maybe I should have listened to Karl…’ Dream stumbled backwards as a wave crashed into the boat. The sea was getting even more dangerous by seconds.

Much larger waves began to appear and crash against the boat. Dream tried to hold on to something but then, an unbelievably huge wave hit the boat, causing him to slip, hit his head on the ground and knock him unconscious.

Although before falling unconscious he could kinda see something light blue and gold, his sight eventually turning completely black.

//

Punz had only thought of taking a long swim by the sea, what he did not expect was to find a small boat being hit and pushed by the waves. With a sigh he approached the surface, sticking his head above the waves, watching the boat for a moment.

He narrowed his eyes, leaning a little closer, wanting to take a closer look. His eyes widened as they took in the only person in it.

The person was unconscious, which worried him a lot since the boy could die because of the state the sea was in.

Letting out another sigh, he picked up the boy in his hands and slowly introduced him into his mouth,swallowing him slowly and gently, since he didn't want to hurt him, or at least, less than what would have happened to him before he arrived.

Once he was sure the human was in his storage, he dove back in, swimming for the nearest shoreline.

Before he could move too far, a blue shark hybrid and a killer whale hybrid stopped him off, the shark grabbing him by the neck. “Where the fuck is Dream?! What the hell have you done to him!?” he said in a furious voice, baring his sharp teeth at her in a snarl.

Punz got nervous, who was Dream? Was he talking about the human he had found a few seconds ago? The shark grew impatient at his lack of response, tightening its grip on his neck a little more.

"Well?! Are you going to answer me!?" The other mer stepped in, trying to calm him down. "Sapnap please, calm down, you won't get anything like this..." Sapnap looked at his partner for a moment before letting out a sigh and letting go of Punz's neck. "Okay... Now, talk"

Punz looked at him a little bit nervous. “Uh.. That Dream.., has dirty blond hair and is wearing a green shirt...? Uh, if it's him... I found him unconscious so I decided to store him to keep him safe...”

Sapnap sighed at that. "Okay... I can tell you're not lying, but I don't trust you, understand?" he told him in a serious tone.

Punz nodded, flinching as a hand landed on his shoulder. “Calm down kid, he's just a little upset, it's alright, okay? Spend some time with us and you will see that he gets used to you.” Punz nodded again. "And what about you..?"

The orca gave a small giggle. "Me? don't worry about me, I do trust you, usually whale shark hybrids are really honest, besides you looked too nervous to lie, I think you're not good at that." "I guess..." The orca pulled him a little closer while drawing Sapnap's attention.

“Why don't we talk a bit on the way and get to know each other a bit?” He commented looking at both of them. Sapnap just shrugged, not really caring for the idea.

"Okay then, my name is Quackity and this is my fiancé, Sapnap." He says pointing at the shark. “My name is Punz…”

the blood sacrifice (succession, rated t)

“So,” Tom says finally, breaking the near-silence that had descended over the group in the last twenty minutes. “I didn’t know—was that normal? Is that normal whale behavior?”

Gerri stares at him, her gaze slightly unfocused without her glasses. “Well, I don’t know, Tom,” she says, not bothering to keep the condescending edge from her voice the way she usually does. “I’m gonna go ahead and say that no, I don’t think it was.”

A hunk of metal floats past their little lifeboat, followed by a cushion from one of the deck chairs. In the distance, the wrecked skeleton of the yacht bobs and continues to sink.

Rest on AO3.

or, the one where orcas attack the yacht.

closed starter for @luriddaze

"everything i've done, i've done for you."

Together they worked against the villains but circumstances and situations turned them to align with the opposition. Whose turn from friend to foe surprised you more?

I've been clinically diagnosed with sociopathy, Rob. To me, you're an object. You know, you're a, you're a thing. You're about as important to me as a cardboard box. And the -- the thing about cardboard boxes... is that... You know they're totally boring on the outside, right? But... sometimes, if you cut'em open there'll be something interesting inside. You know, and so, while you're saying all these boring things to me I'm thinking about what it'd be like to cut you open. But I -- I don't wanna, I don't wanna be that person. And so, I have a rule that anytime somebody says somethings to me where I -- I think about, you know, cuttin' 'em. I -- I -- I just smile and I say something nice. So that's why I say to you, Rob Anders of 232 Carnation Street. You are a really great guy.

I Am Not a Serial Killer - Billy O' Brien (2016)

mcyt creepypasta au anyone

All of my fictional crushes,banging on tables and walls and singing loudly while looking me in the eye: WE WILL WE WILL FUCK YOU!!

“Trounced”

Matt Haley - Karl Kesel

Jack the Ripper escaped the past in a time machine built by H.G. Wells and ended up trapped in 1979. Wells followed the murderer from the past and a game of cat and mouse began in the future world… at least to them. (Time After Time, Flm)

These aren't his best moments in his life (Surfer Dream pt 3)

Finally its here :D

Btw, a warning before you start reading. In this au, George is 24, Sapnap 21, Quackity 20 almost 21, Karl 20 and Dream 16

TW: Safe/soft vore, injury mention, slight fearplay?

George swam leisurely for another day, a big smile on his face every time he felt the human shift in his storage stomach. He could also hear him sob from time to time, which made him proud that he had kept him there for a day and a half.

He liked listening to the human suffer. "I didn't know you humans were so pathetic, stop crying already, what are you, a kid?" he spoke to the human while letting out a laugh, obviously laughing at him.

It wasn't long before another mer appeared in front of him, turning out to be his little brother, Quackity. “Quackity? What are you doing here?" It all happened so fast that George didn't have time to react when Quackity punched him right where the entrance to the storage stomach was supposed to be, causing him to spit Dream out because of nausea.

Quackity soon put the human in his mouth swallowing the water so he could breathe and immediately swallowed the human. He heard him cry out and he could feel him shaking, probably out of fear.

“What the fuck, George!? Are you out of your mind, or what!?” he yelled at his brother, still feeling the human slide down. George glared at him before responding in kind. "What!? He's just a piece of human shit! Why should you care!? Give it back to me!”

Quackity shook his head before answering. "No. You can't keep doing this to humans, you can hate them if you want but leave them alone! And now, without your permission, since I don't need it, I'll take him back to Sapnap." It was the last thing he said to him before swimming away from there.

When he was far enough away, he turned his attention to the human in his storage. He could feel him shaking with fear and he didn't like that... "Don't worry little one... You're safe now..." He thought for a moment before asking. “By the way… I've heard you complain… By some chance… have I hurt you? You know… when I swallowed you?”

He felt the human move for a moment before speaking. “U-Uhh… I-It hurt a little when you swallowed me… But you weren't the one who i-injured me….” Quackity hummed in understanding. "So... Your name is Dream, right?" The human was surprised when the mer said his name. “H-How do you know…?” "Calm down... Sapnap told me... My name is Quackity and I'm his fiancé."

He swam some more until suddenly he came across Sapnap. “Quackity!? Good thing you're here… My friend, Dream, is missing! I went to look for him at the beach but I ran into Karl and he told me that he had gone there too but he didn't come home!”

He placed his hands on Sapnap's shoulders. "Calm down Sap... He's with me..." "What?" Quackity nodded. "He's in my storage... Yesterday I noticed that George was strangely quite happy... It turns out that he had swallowed Dream, apparently he's been in his storage for a day and a half... Now he's a bit calmer, although he's still shaking a bit..." Sapnap hugged Quackity gratefully.

"Thanks, Quack..." "Don't worry about that, we're going to the beach now." Sapnap nodded, following his fiancé to the beach where he used to meet Dream.

“By the way Sapnap… How old is he? You've never told me and I think he's quite young…” “Uhh… I think he's 16 since he told me he'll be 17 soon…” Quackity's jaw dropped as he heard Sapnap. "I'm definitely going to have a long talk with George when I get back."

A few minutes passed before they finally reached the beach, where Karl was apparently waiting for both of them. "Have you found him?" he said, hoping to see Dream again. Sapnap nodded. “Quackity found him, apparently he's been in George's storage stomach this whole time..”

Quackity nodded as he began to bring Dream back to his mouth. It didn't take long for him to do so, he put two of his fingers in his mouth and carefully grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him out, leaving him on the sand.

Dream narrowed his eyes as the sun hit him, unaccustomed to the light having been in the dark for a day and a half. He tried to walk but stumbled, completely losing his balance, but luckily Karl caught him before he fell. "Thanks for the help guys... I'll take him home to eat and get some rest... I'll see you another day." He said with a smile.

The two mers blushed and looked away as they nodded. "You're welcome, Karl... See you another day..." They said goodbye, diving into the water. "Okay Dream... Let's go home." He told his friend as he started to help him go home.

Sapnap: If anyone kills Lasagne, I'm taking a canon life from them

Karl: Yeah that's fair

Sapnap: That's fair you heard it here first

Watcher

I’m back! Imagine if Miss Torso or Miss Lonelyhearts in REAR WINDOW (1954) realized they were being spied on, but not by L.B. Jeffries. Instead, Lars Thorwald had them in his crosshairs. That’s the starting point for Chloe Okuno’s WATCHER (2022, Shudder), her adaptation of a Zack Ford screenplay once on Hollywood’s Black List. One of Okuno’s biggest changes to the original is moving the action from Brooklyn to Bucharest, which amps up the paranoia. Julia (Maika Monroe) has given up her acting career to move there when her husband (Karl Glusman) is promoted to his marketing firm’s Romanian office. As if the isolation of knowing nobody but him and not speaking the language weren’t bad enough, she’s convinced the man across the courtyard is a serial killer spying on her. Okuno and cinematographer Benjamin Kirk Nielsen do a masterful job of isolating Monroe in space as the camera follows her around when she’s on her own. There’s a particularly tense sequence in which she goes into a movie theater to see CHARADE (1964), grateful to be hearing English again, only to have a man sit behind her in the near empty theatre and start leaning toward her. When she dashes out of the theater, he follows her into a supermarket, though the only proof it’s the same man is his shoes, which is all she could see in the theater. A lot of what happens in the film is expected. Okuno plants info you know will pay off at the end, but she wisely obscures the stalker’s face until he complains that Monroe is stalking him. There’s also a strong feminist slant. Even though she can’t speak the language, her husband has conversations in Romanian when a colleague comes over for dinner or they’re at a work party together. He has no problem leaving her alone while he works late or takes off on a business trip. And, of course, he doesn’t believe her. Monroe has to carry the film on her own for long stretches, often without dialog, and pulls it off very well. As the stalker she’s stalking, Burn Gorman delivers a chillingly understated performance. This is a very slow burn of a movie, but I think it’s well worth the effort. I was so wrapped up in it that when my Thanksgiving houseguests, who had turned in early, got up to shower, I almost jumped out of my seat.

at any given moment i am wondering why any of the old guard wants to keep working for waystar