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brainfreeze27 · 5 months

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#this took me like 3 weeks a visit from my bf and 2 packs of cigarettes goodbye #saw #sawposting #art #saw 2004 #adam faulkner stanheight #adam stanheight #my art #digital art #adam faulkner #kill me #saw1 #leigh whannel

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saw3amanda · 6 months

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#james wan #leigh whannel #saw 2004 #insidious #saw #jigsaw

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fxirycxr3 · 5 months

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if he looked at me like that i would [redacted]

#this is made up of a total of five pixels but i don’t care and i know you don’t either #adam stanheight #saw #sawposting #adam faulkner stanheight #leigh whannel

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how-to-drown · 4 days

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I like how John gave everyone these hard ass riddles like he locked some guy up smeared in a flammable substance with glass shards on the ground and poison in his blood but for Adam and Lawrence he was just like. So stay in this bathroom. You have all the time in the world btw. Oh and kill him also if you want not forcing you to tho

#saw 2004 #adam stanheight #saw movies #lawrence gordon #saw #saw franchise #leigh whannel

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goofalicousgooberface · 6 months

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Posting this <3

#adam stanheight #saw #saw 2004 #sawposting #sawtism #my art #leigh whannel #adam faulkner stanheight #chainshipping #goober post

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goatcheesecak3 · 1 month

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Gavin's Diary

Gavin Ellis x F!Reader

Fic type: angst

Warnings: police violence, gun violence, coma, organised crime

Summary: Gavin reflects on the mistakes he's made in his diary, as he wonders what the future might hold for him and y/n

Y/N got fucked up. And it’s my fault. I roped Ray into some bullshit, even though she warned me not to. Ray is okay now, thank god, somehow he managed to go ten full days without spilling his guts – metaphorically and literally. He says he forgives me, but I still feel awful. That’s why I told that cop, I told him everything, and I begged him to give Ray immunity. I didn’t care if I went down for it, I just wanted to get him out of the mess I made. Well, turns out that was just another thing I fucked up, because it got the love of my life hurt.

I stood on the rooftop with Detective Paris, and told him the whole plan. I told him the part I played and I even gave him Pat’s name, and he told me I would be okay. I believed him. Why the fuck did I believe a cop? Staring down into the motel car park, I pointed out the car of the man who’d been sent there to kill me.

“you won’t have to worry about him anymore” were the last words I heard before my balance was thrown off, a firm slap to my back sent me lunging forwards. My life flashed before my eyes, before I realised I had stopped falling. Desperate, clamouring hands had gripped onto any part of me that they could, and pulled me back over the ledge and onto the roof once more. The screams, those awful screams could very well have been the last thing I heard from y/n, as she held my body, which was now limp with fear, kicking and shouting at the cop to get away. She had followed me there. Smart as ever, of course y/n had known that what she had always referred to as a “Gav plan” would fall through. She was always looking out for me. As if saving my life wasn’t enough, she was willing to sacrifice her own for me, shielding my body with her own as gunshots rang out.

All this commotion was enough to get the attention of the other cops in the building, as they dashed upstairs to find Detective Paris pointing a gun at y/n and me. None of the bullets had hit me, I was, somehow, entirely unscathed. I couldn’t say the same for y/n. She lay motionless, one bullet in her thigh, another in her back. Being as incredible as she always was, y/n had a tape recorder in her pocket, it had documented the entire altercation – all while she was creeping up on me and the cop, right until the paramedics later found it on her person. By some miracle, none of the bullets or blood had gotten to it. Needless to say, Detective Paris has been arrested.

The lawyer who had been assigned to Ray’s case has decided to take y/n and I on as clients too, she’s a nice lady, and I can tell she’s invested in the wellbeing of everyone involved. So far, it’s looking good for me on the legal front, there’s physical proof that I cooperated, and that I was assaulted by an officer. It’s looking like all my charges will be dropped if I agree to keep my mouth shut about what happened. I can’t say the same for y/n, though. Legally, obviously she’s fine, but she’s been in a medically induced coma for a week now and I can’t put into words how scared I am for her.

I’ve visited her every day for the last week, just sitting by her side, holding her hand and reading her poetry. I’m not sure if she can hear me, but I hope that if she can it’s brought her some type of comfort. It’s funny, I never really got the poems and books she enjoyed before, but now they’re the only things that comfort me. There’s this one poem by a guy called Thomas Hardy, it’s about his cat dying. Y/n always loved that one, and now I think I do too, I don’t know, I guess it reminds me of her or something.

I suppose that brings me to the present. The hospital called about an hour ago, an said y/n’s finally awake and in a stable condition. I’m writing this from the hospital waiting room, knowing that these may well be the last few moments I can kid myself that y/n and I are still together, I doubt she wants anything to do with me anymore after everything I’ve put her through. Still, y/n being alive and healthy whilst hating me is better than her dying because she loved someone as fucked up as I am.

I think the nurse is calling me now, wish me luck.

A/N i've got an idea for a part 2 to this, so let me know if anyone wants it!

#the mule gavin #gavin ellis x reader #gavin ellis #gavin the mule #the mule 2014 #the mule #leigh whannel #saw 2004 #angus sampson #adam stanheight #x f!reader #angst #fanfic #fanfiction #x yn #x you

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schlock-luster-video · 2 years

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On May 18, 2005 Saw debuted in Egypt.