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ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ: ꜱʜᴇ/ʜᴇʀ (ᴄɪꜱ)

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ᴍʏ ᴘᴀɢᴇ ᴄᴏɴꜱɪꜱᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ:

- ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ (ꜱꜰᴡ/ɴꜱꜰᴡ)

- ᴏɴᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ/ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴꜱ (ꜱꜰᴡ/ɴꜱꜰᴡ)

- ᴄ.ᴀɪ ʙᴏᴛꜱ

- ʀᴏʟᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏ

- ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀʏʟɪꜱᴛꜱ

- ᴍᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴏᴀʀᴅꜱ

- ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇꜱ

- ᴘꜰᴘ/ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴇʀꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴꜱ

ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍꜱ ɪ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ:

- ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ (ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴘᴏᴄᴀʟʏᴘꜱᴇ ɪɴ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ)

- ꜱᴀᴡ (“ᴊɪɢꜱᴀᴡ”)

- ᴍᴀʀᴠᴇʟ (ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛ/ᴅᴀʀᴇᴅᴇᴠɪʟ/x-ᴍᴇɴ/ᴀᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀꜱ)

- ᴄᴜᴘʜᴇᴀᴅ

- ᴀɴᴀʟᴏɢ ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ

- ꜰɴᴀꜰ

- ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴛᴀʟᴇ/ᴅᴇʟᴛᴀʀᴜɴᴇ

- ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ ᴇɢʏᴘᴛ

-> ROBERT DOWNEY JR. as TONY STARK [a.k.a. IRON MAN] - (eye study)

What would Amanda Young as an older sister be like?

WARNINGS: very triggering. blatant mentions of self harm, abusive parents/corrupted childhood, drug use, alcohol, murder. reader’s discretion is advised.

CHARACTER(S): Amanda Young (SAW/“Jigsaw” Franchise)

🪡 .*.. 💉

Amanda as an older sister is something you never asked for, but appreciate everyday.

-> it’s her terrified eyes that glance back at yours— at your sudden discovery of her slicing into her arms and thighs, your own pain reflecting hers.

-> it’s the sound of her sleep-ridden screams that wake you, nightmares so familiar to her, yet never easier to shake.

-> it’s the discovery of needles, filled to the brim under the kitchen sink’s cabinet that bring tears to your concerned eyes.

-> it’s the soothing texture of her hair through your fingers as she lets you play with it, giggles passed between the two of you from gossip about some new kid in your school.

-> it’s the old band tees and over-worn lacy bras that make you laugh at old photo albums of your childhood together.

-> it’s her laugh that’s so contagious, yet so terrifyingly unfamiliar.

-> it’s the smiles she passes you in the middle of an argument with someone on the phone, reassuring you that she’s just fed up with her ‘boss’ where she works.

-> it’s the way her facial expression contorts into a motherly amount of relief when she comes home late at night, finding you passed out on the shared, worn-in couch, TV static from a finished VHS tape illuminating your features in a way that shows you’re at peace. that you’re safe.

-> it’s the discomfort on her face as you question the markings on her inner forearms; immediately ignored, and told ‘(not) to worry about it, pumpkin”.

-> it’s the realization that this domesticated life she’s formed with you will end at some point.

-> it’s the pain-relieving pills that take up half of your side of the shared bathroom’s sink, scattered about miscellaneously the morning after a night out of partying together.

-> it’s the way she’s dreading telling you she’s not what you think she is- that she’s a monster; that she kills people.

-> it’s the comfort in John Kramer’s words that churns her stomach; aching for a father figure she never had, the very father fighre you’ll never get to experience— eating away guiltily at her conscious.

-> it’s the “imposter syndrome” she’s formed over the years that slowly tears the both of you apart— you’re too pure, to perfect to know of the bloodshed she’s caused.

-> it’s the tears shed into her dingy mattress that wakens you from your sleep, pulling you to her room and sitting with her, immediately diving into an embrace so tight you can feel the way her heart rapidly ‘thumps’ against her skinny frame.

-> it’s the way the words ‘i’m so sorry i’m the way i am’ passes her thin and chapped lips so unfamiliarly, you’re almost frightened by the sheer force of emotion in her tone.

-> it’s the way she knows you don’t understand what she means, but stay near her anyways, her fingers delved so far into your skin you’re sure it’s bound to rip.

What if Wolverine took you to a hockey game?

WARNINGS: (not much). no smut- just a playful set of imagines/headcannons — very fluffy and ‘lovey-dovey’ (small kisses and cursing).

CHARACTERS: James “Logan” Howlett (‘Wolverine’) - (MARVEL/X-MEN)

🍺 .*.. 🏒

- At first you thought he was joking.

- i mean- can you imagine trying to squeeze his massive frame into one of those tiny, plastic stadium chairs?

- sure you know nothing about the “Calgary Flames”, but supporting the beast either way is entertaining enough as it is—

- (^) literally the worst person to sit around. he’s loud, obnoxious, (big), and curses like there’s no tomorrow.

- “fuckin- can you fuckin’ believe these pieces ‘uh shit? i totally could’ve fuckin’ made that fuckin’ shot. buncha’ bullshit ifya ask me.”

- he’s definitely big on stadium snacks. constantly has to get up and get more food (and beer).

- (^) the bar would 100% have to draw a limit on the amount of beer they can physically sell him.

- probably walks you through the basic rules of ice hockey, and/or the different players, and the fan-favorites.

- little forehead or cheek kisses when he needs to run to go to the bathroom or grab more food.

- one of his arms is slung around your shoulders at all times.

- throughout the game, he’s constantly glancing over at you- reading your facial expressions. are you enjoying yourself? do you know what’s happening? is this entertaining for you, too?

- definitely likes to show you (and your jersey) off.

- (^) forced you to wear a Flames jersey (that’s much to large on you) and is proud of you for “pickin’ the right fuckin’ team”— so what? at least you get his undivided attention.

- puts you on his shoulders so you both have a better chance of getting on the big screen.

- (^) and if you do? jesus, it makes his whole month. the second that camera pans to you two he’s already tongue-deep into your mouth, grinning like an idiot as you try to push him away from embarrassment.

- you totally go to the photo booth and take the most grainy, out-of-focus pictures known to man together in some shitty ice rink backdrop, (to which he insists you look beautiful- and sticks the entirety of the photo into his wallet).

- buys you a shitload of merch, including one of the collectible hockey pucks.

- claims to know some of the players personally (he’s never met any of them outside of the rink).

- distinctly shouts out each player’s first and last names when cheering them on.

- boos the other team, and their fans with zero shame whatsoever.

- the drive home depends on the outcome of the game.

- (^) The Flames lose? he’s not even mad- he’s just disappointed that that was all his team could manage for your first game. he promises to take you to more, though.

- (^) and if they win? he’s already discussing the ticket prices for the next game (if you’re willing to go with him again); excited grins tossed your way here and there as he makes sure you’re paying attention.

@trenchcoathunnybee08 this is dedicated to you! Sorry it took so long to finally get out (in some ways, it’s still a WIP). 🫶🏼

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made this and printed it out for my planner but i thought someone might want it so here 🥂

the vibe i want to bring to the function:

he serves cunt every time and he knows it.

((HAPPY JAMES WAN SUMMER!))

my personal favorite is SAW 3D (because of the trap “Silence Circle”), and Saw IV (because of our first encounter with Peter Strahm and Mark Hoffman’s backstory).

“Silence Circle” was the first trap in the movies that actually made me squirm. the uncomfortable feeling of having to pull out a hook that could easily be lodged into your stomach and organs while you’re not able to make any noises freaked me the fuck out.

-> no one could ever make me hate you Santiago <3

screaming crying throwing up look what just came in the mail all the way from Europe

mood.