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l0sercat · 1 year
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Hello hi! Thanks again for doing my request and thanks for clearing a lot of things up for me! I actually feel a lot less nervous now so thank you!
Speaking of requests i was wondering if you could do a request for some killers(literally anyone- yes i do have favorites but i like them all), more specifically the really tall killers, with a survivor and/or s/o (hell it can even just be platonic friendship!) that takes a look at tall people and just sees them as a "threat" so to "assert dominance" they just start climbing the killer(s).
Nothing can stop them once they've got their eye on a climbing target and i mean nothing. I like to imagine that once they reach the "top" of the killer they just decided to perch on the killers shoulder.
Tbh this could be either platonic or romantic i just like the idea of climbing the really tall killers for fun and riding on their shoulders. As you can probably tell i like to climb tall people. Im not short, most of my friends are just taller than me so i just start climbing them sometimes.
Hopefully this isn't confusing or already done and i really like your writing/formatting, it's really pleasing to read. Thank you again! Have a good day!
Omg ty for the compliment! I'm so glad you like my format. I actually was a bit insecure about it lol.
Killers react to survivor climbing them
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Michael Myers
He felt something on him so he slowly moved his head down an saw you on his leg
He stared at you with a hard gaze
You slowly climb up his tall frame and he grabbed the back of your clothing and tried to pry you off
But you clung onto him with an liton grip
He pulled harder and you came off with a grumpy look in your face
He tilted his head and you spring yourself back onto him and rested on his shoulders
He processed what happened and continues to not care unless you disturb what he does
Pyramid head
He sensed your presence and saw you stalk towards him
He made a grunting sound when you wrapped around his leg
He froze and planted his knife into the ground and watched your movements
When you got to his shoulders and landed on them and held onto hi helmet he relaxed a little
He was confused but continued on with his duties
But when it came time to punish the damned he picked you up by the scruff and set you down somewhere safe so you wouldn't get hurt
Oni
He felt his leg get heavier and he sighed
You pulled this bullshit before but failed because he flung you by accident
He shook his head at your stupidity
He let you but he didn't know why you would do such a thing
When you got into his shoulders and cheered he gave a little grin
He would let this pass for now
He walked around his house and outside for a while before he made you get off
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abyssalbest · 1 year
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“I don’t mind a pyramid scheme if everyone in the scheme is consenting.” - My mom.
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twinvictim · 10 months
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Never actually seen fanart for pyramid head
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forestduck · 2 years
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winter-blizzard-and-a-cold-kiss.tumblr.com
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pprincessddiana · 1 year
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I want whatever Frank ocean was on when he made pryamids because he ate that shit up
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dirtyscoundrel-art · 2 years
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VRBullshit
pryamid head 
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crayonverse · 2 years
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whenever im writing my notes i dont call the acru thing by its name bc i cant remember how to spell it, so i pull a chase and just go: magic space rock. because i know what it is. magic space rock.
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vannamania · 11 days
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The Pyramids, Indianapolis, 2024
Built 1972
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i-bring-crack · 6 months
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So mad at people (one specific person irl) that just says the pyramids of Egypt could never have been built without alien technology that I might just for the love and spite god has engrained upon me, make the actual pyramids themselves using the same fuking tools as before like the anger is this 👌 close to start staking limestone.
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Mmmmm yummy Pryamid Head, my favorite horror figure.
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atlasscrumpit · 2 years
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Yandere Moon Knight
Jake x Steven x Marc
Warnings: yandere, blood, abuse, obsession, manipulation
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Steven was cold and in pain, his eyes blurry from tears or blood.
He tried to call out for Marc but he was far to weak.
“Shh, it’s alright.” He heard a voice say as he groaned quietly, he was so afraid.
He felt a hand on his cheek making him look up, in the low light and his bloodied eyes he saw Jake.
“J-Jake, help.” Steven whispered as Jake kissed his bloodied forehead.
“It’s okay mi amor, I’m sorry I had to do this. Khonshu and I both agreed you and Marc need to learn some lessons. I love you so much Steven, and I’m doing this because of how much I love you.” Jake whispered into Steven’s ear.
“Marc.” Steven muttered, he couldn’t get many words out.
“You don’t need to worry about him anymore. I’m going to take care of you from now on.” Jake whispered in response as Steven felt tears run down his face.
“Oh mi amor, you’re in pain I know.” He muttered unchaining Steven’s wrists, he had even realised his wrists were restrained.
Jake picked him up, Steven couldn’t even fight. Jake shushed him and began walking before Steven looked up to see they were in his apartment. It had only just registered that they were in their headspace.
Jake gently placed him on the bed and kissed his forehead before going down and restraining his ankle to the bed. But this time it was metal with a padlock on it.
Jake laid beside him and rested a hand on his stomach.
“My precious boy.” He whispered licking over the blood on Steven’s cheek.
“Stop.” Steven responded as Jake shushed him once more.
“Shh mi amor, you’re delusional. Let me care for you.” Jake whispered kissing the side of Steven’s cheek.
“You need rest now, if you don’t rest I’ll have to choke you until you pass out. Understood?” Jake growled lowly into Steven’s ear as he whined softly and weakly.
“Tell me you understand Steven.” Jake warned in a whispered turning Steven’s dazed face towards him.
“I-I understand.” Steven whispered knowing he was far to weak to even try to fight.
“Good boy.” Jake whispered as Steven closed his eyes and tried to relax.
Steven didn’t sleep, he fell unconscious from the pain.
“What the fuck have you done Jake?” Marc growled bloodied and bruised chained on the ground.
“I’ve made sure you can’t get in the way.” Jake replied smiling down at him.
“Where’s Steven?” Marc grumbled out weakly trying to keep awake.
“I’m taking care of him Marc, I promise.” Jake whispered back as Marc looked up at him in hatred.
“Don’t fucking touch him!” Marc shouted in anger making Jake chuckle.
“Goodnight Marc.”
Steven awoke once more, jolting up in his sleep and looking around.
“Marc!” He shouted looking down at his ankle, he needed to get the restraint off so he could find Marc.
He looked aroudn the room and saw a small pryamid paperweight beside his bed.
He grabbed it and looked down at the padlock.
“Bullocks this is going to hurt.” He muttered before he began smashing the pyramid against the padlock.
After some hits that caused a bruise on his leg he had fianlly got the palock to shatter. He pulled the metal cuff off and rubbed his sore ankle.
He quickly got up and ran out of the room into what looked like the halls of the psych ward.
He could feel Marc, he could feel his pain. He focused on it and kept running, all he could rely on was his gut. He kept running until he stopped suddenly at a door, he could feel Marc.
He quickly opened it and it was a completely dark void, he looked ahead to see Marc beaten and chained up.
Steven ran forward and knelt down to Marc.
“Marc! Oh gods, Marc it’s me.” Steven shouted desperately holding Marc’s face in his hands.
“Steven, buddy is that you?” Marc grumbled out in a dazed state as Steven looked at him sadly.
“Yeah, I’m here. I’m going to get us out of this.” Steven whispered wiping blood out of Marc’s eyes.
He looked down at the chains, he couldn’t possibly break those ones.
“Now now mi amor, I expected this from Marc but not you Steven.” He heard a familiar voice say as he paled but still held onto Marc.
“Jake, you have to stop. Please, you don’t have to listen to Khonshu. You hurt us, you need to stop.” Steven begged as Jake came closer to them and smiled.
“Such a precious thing, you don’t understand any of this mi amor.” Jake whispered looking down at Steven.
“Jake please.” Steven whispered as Jake chuckled and knelt down.
“I’m afraid that you need even more punishment Steven and that punishment will be Marc.” Jake said as Steven’s eyes widened.
“What do you mean?” Steven whispered before black shadows began to wrap around him, the pulled him away from Marc and secured him in place.
“Hurting you wasn’t enough, so maybe I need to hurt Marc to teach you a lesson.” Jake said as Steven squirmed and tried to break free.
“No! Jake don’t hurt him please!” He screamed as Jake chuckled, with a wave of his hand the black shadow covered Steven’s mouth keeping him quiet.
Marc glanced up a little and looked at Steven.
“I’ll be okay Steven.”
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zennotixs · 20 days
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i was scrolling through your blog and saw pryamid head. do you play dbd perchance 🧍🏻‍♀️
I don’t no but they’re fit so I reposted it….
You can’t judge my weird attraction to things I probably shouldn’t find attractive at the end of the day this is tumblr.
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retconned-royalty · 10 days
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Fallout Verse
Stefan and Damon grew up in New Vegas, their father Guiseppe is the owner of several successful caravans and has lucrative investments in the city itself - diversified of course in brothels, gambling, and bars. The boys grew up in post apocalyptic luxury. But luxury in the nuclear ravaged landscape comes at a high cost.
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Damon had no problem recieving a better life than most due to his father's shady and at times ruthless business practices. Was there such a thing as legitimate business in the world anymore? It was step on or be stepped on. Kill or be killed. Morality had no place in this future. No, Damon's problem was not his father's business, but Guiseppe himself - at times the man was as cruel to his own children as he was to his worst enemies. As a result of constantly butting heads with his father and losing, Damon joined the NCR.
At 22 years old, he wasn't politically motivated or particularly interested in helping people because it was the right thing to do, it just seemed like the best option to get out from under his father's thumb. Plus, pretty girls loved a man in uniform.
Damon underwent intensive training for three months, then was deployed locally for another three months. The work was fine, if a bit boring, so close to the city's borders. Everything changed when he got orders to report to one of the outposts near The Legion's territories. The six months spent away from home changed him. Damon saw things no one should ever have to see. At one point there was a small village his squad was sent to check on, the village had been stationed with a few soldiers and a radio, but they had missed check in for three days. The silence is what they noticed most on approach. It was earie. When he entered the village, there was blood and viscera littering the cobbled streets - but no bodies anywhere. The rancid smell of rot filled the air, but he didn't see the source until he made it to the center of town. A gruesome pryamid of heads was staged in the village square. Mothers and fathers, children, elderly... all staring with blank dead eyes. The bodies were staged as well, laying in a circle around the grotesque display.
None of his squad was the same after that one. Two took a permanent way out of this existence. Another was transferred. Damon got his daddy to buy out his comission, claiming boredom. He won't admit to the cippling PTSD and night terrors that now plague him, playing rich boy again when he gets back to the city - drinking, gambling, and whoring as his way of self medicating.
Your fallout characters might run into Damon; - in New Vegas, living it up - in the NCR during his year there - guarding one of his father's caravans
This verse is paired with @ripper-royalty
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radiation · 1 year
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Scary mummy fight in the pryamid
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