#Literally we are slaying this

[viilpstick]

Aight update on my idea for making a uniform for the RSA dorm Isa and Adeline are in(⁠＾⁠∇⁠＾⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♪

I'm pretty happy with how it's turning out, I'd also like to hear your inputs, especially since I'm making this with Isa in mind so I'm guessing some things would change in the way Adeline wears the uniform

THIS IS SUCH A GOOD CONCEPT MAH OMG???

I like the idea of the cape since it was a thing that both the fairy and Belle wear during the movie (The fairy as a disguise and Belle because of the winter)

One thing I want to do for the emblem is to give it like a rose stained glass concept, because of the movie, so whenever I have it ready I will showing it to you 😋😋

#Literally we are slaying this #And by we I mean you #I am just following you and clapping everything #BC ITS FUCKING GOOD #LIKE #OMG #💜 ! mah .𖥔 ݁ ˖ #₊˚⊹ ᰔ moots 𓂃 ࣪˖ #🫖 | chitchat

[astrolavas]

these outfits? camp!

+ bonus extra-swagless hunter to restore balance in the world:

#bro ended up looking too much like a cutie patootie silly billy here. i fear we need to kill him with hammers sorry (said lovingly) #always thinking abt how the one concept art is literally just bowie's ziggy stardust costume recolored LMAOOOO go bi boy go! #the owl house #hunter toh #toh art #hunter noceda #hunter deamonne #hunter #toh hunter #my art #fanart #toh fanart #toh #the crew got rid of his 70's orange jumpsuit with flared pants and orange sunglasses because they knew it'd slay too hard #loser sonboy

[junotter]

All the jokes about Ken and horses are good but I just wanna say it's such a good parallel to how actual young men get swept into misogyny and the patriarchy.

Like they're told to believe it means men get to be cool and manly and have this power but with that comes extremely rigid commands of what they can be as a man and a cycle of self hatred for never matching those gender roles perfectly. Patriarchy tells men that if they just do exactly what is expected of them, then they get all the "cool stuff" that comes with. That doesn't work though when there's only a small group that actually gets that power, but men will keep trying to fit into those roles in hopes that they can.

In the end there are no horses or the myth men are told, it's just endless cycles of self hatred and ingroup fighting.

#barbie #barbie movie #barbie spoilers #ig #ive got a lot more on how barbie looks at feminism and the patriarchy cause god they did it #not to say there isnt faults such as very little conversation about intersectionality #but i can also understand the impossible task of talking about EVERYTHING in one movie #not everyone will be happy and thats fine #anyway i think something barbie did really well is fight this battle of both wanting so deeply to love (romantically or not) men but also #not dismissing the fact its mens job to solve their problems themselves #that even if women need to be the front runners of breaking the patriarchy men cannot rely on them to solve their own problems completely #also just god im so glad this wasnt a girl boss slay movie #women deserve respect and love and life regardless of accomplishment #we should not have to be ceos and presidents and world problem solvers to gain equality #i can also understand if nonbinary people feel left out/disconnected from the movie #but as always gender abolition and acknowledging the gender binary (ie the one societially impossed) go hand and hand 👍 #just incase cause idfk terfs dni the barbie movie is not for you #barbie literally states constantly that her gender has nothing to do with (non existent) genitals so f off

[fictiongods]

I find it so funny when people say fuffy is one sided, Faith and Buffy are literally BOTH so obsessed with each other, like Faith is the more obvious one (to the point where people say it’s one sided) but Buffy is literally so insane about her too like “oh pretty girl with big brown eyes who is taller than me and wears a lot of leather just drew a heart on the window while I’m in the middle of my chem test?? The one I’ve said I needed to study for (but didn’t cause I was hanging out with her) and repeatedly said I might fail and was worried for like half of the episode…but like you guys!! She drew a heart on the window!! I have to go…no choice…” and this is AFTER she spent the whole period absolutely GUSHING over slaying (but specifically about faith slaying) like I can promise you this is not one sided

#buffy summers #faith lehane #And that’s literally only one example #they are both so normal about each other you guys #but can we also talk about how Buffy finally LET herself talk about slaying in that positive light #like I don’t think she really ever does that again

[bootlegraccoons]

can we just holistically agree to forget the context of this clip and pretend he’s pointing at someone and saying “slay” and eventually use it as a reaction vid to compliment someone’s clear slayism

#i mean cmon it literally works in almost EVERY situation #especially when supporting women’s rights AND WRONGS #wwdits #what we do in the shadows #baron afanas #the baron #slay #slaydaily #slayism

[caarpenters]

POISON

amber freeman x reader based on this request.

summary: the only one that can have you is amber.

rating: mature so minors DNI. beneath the cut there is unhealthy relationship dynamics, possessive behavior, and jealousy-fueled murder.

word count: 1,188 words

© caarpenters 2023

Wes Hicks vexed Amber Freeman more than she cared to admit. Not because of his borderline concerning level of paranoia. Not because of his deep-seated motherly issues. Not because of his horridly box-dyed blonde hair. Not even because of his deep attachment to her friend, Tara Carpenter. No, her vexation toward Wes could be traced back to one thing and one thing only: you, Y/N L/N. As of late, Wes had grown close to you, too close. He trailed after you like a dog with a bone, happily taking any scrap of attention you threw his way. For a time, his antics had been annoying, nothing more. Eventually, though, you began to inadvertently entertain those antics, to entertain him under the belief that he treated you the same way he did the rest of your friend group. You seemingly did not notice that the only friend he walked to and from class was you. You did not notice how whenever he stole a hug, he lingered just a moment too long, soaking in your warmth and taking in your all too sweet smell through his nostrils. Amber noticed, though. She noticed it all, and it sparked an anger within her that she had not known herself capable of. 

Because you were hers. You had always been hers. Her friend, her steadying force, her person. You were the first person she had met when her family moved to Woodsboro all those years ago. She had been out playing in her yard, messing around with her collection of Chucky dolls, when you had ridden up on your rickety old bike and offered her the brightest smile she had ever seen, a smile that had rivaled the sun in intensity. You had asked to play with her Tiffany doll, the bride of Chucky, and that alone had been enough for her to know in her bones that you two were well-suited. Most children your age had frowned upon the dolls, deeming them creepy, but not you. You adored them, treating them with as much care as Barbie dolls or action figures were treated. 

From that day, you and Amber had been thick as thieves, being one half of the other, which was why she could not tolerate Wes trying to weasel his way between the two of you. How would she handle him? Well, a more sane person would have likely come off with a lie, would have spread gossip meant to sully his name and ruin your perception of him.  You were so good, though, so forgiving, so mere gossip would not be enough. Perhaps that was why when Richie Kirsch proposed a dark, blood-bathed plan to recreate the 1990s Woodsboro killings, she agreed without hesitation or regret. If pushed for her motive, she would without a doubt chalk it up to her love of the Stab franchise. She knew it is not that simple, though, for when Richie proposed his list of victims, she wasted no time in adding Wes to the list. C'mon, Richie. It'll add shock value. He's the son of a legacy character, after all, she had pointed out, even though Judy Hicks could hardly be considered as such. She had, in Amber's opinion, contributed little, the same way that her son had. Richie had thought her important, though, for he had agreed and added him to the list of victims.

That was why now, Amber waited outside of the Hicks residence, donning the typical Ghostface costume. The black material of the robe felt hot against her skin, itchy, but the knife felt right in her hand, its hold so comfortable that it felt as though it was made for her. From the shadows of the porch, she waited, anticipation strumming wildly through her veins. Richie was on the phone now, no doubt, luring Judy back to the house. She could put up a fight, could try her best to preserve her son’s life force, but her efforts would be for naught; her son had sealed his own fate when he had tried to take you, to steal you from Amber. Did he really think that she would sit idly by and let it happen? No, it was not in her nature to do so. To take such a profound loss sitting down was weak, and she was not weak, not when it came to you.

When Judy pulled into the driveway and ran up to the front door, her face a storm of fear, Amber jumped out, emerging from the shadows like a harbinger of death. And oh, what a perfect harbinger she was, for she mercilessly stabbed Judy, delivering upon her one devastating slash after the other. It was a wonder that she had ever become the sheriff of Woodsboro, because she went down easy, so easy. 

Her son went down even easier.

After slaying Judy, Amber left her lying there in a river of her own blood to be found. That was exactly what Wes did, for as if sensing something was amiss, he pulled open the front door of the house and was met by a most horrid sight: the lifeless, cut-up body of the woman who had given him life, who had cared for him when no one else had. Unbidden, a grief-stricken cry tore its way out of his throat as he threw the door closed, trying to prevent the killer from getting in. Little did he know that Amber was already in the house, watching him, waiting. He leant against the doorframe, wheezing from a mixture of pain and fear. “Oh, God. Oh, God,” became a litany, the only words he seemed capable of . . . until Amber came out, her knife poised, aiming for his neck. In an act of pure desperation, his hands flew out, catching hold of the knife before it could make contact with his neck. “Fuck you,” he gasped as they struggled, fighting for control of the knife. He was distressed, willing to do whatever it took to survive, but she – she was incensed, rage incarnate. Months of pent-up vexation and jealousy came out, giving her the strength to win, to gain back control. This saw the knife plunging into his neck, immediately stealing away his breath and drawing out his scarlet blood. “No, fuck you,” she snapped, her tones cold as ice. The voice, it was her own, not that of Ghostface. “Now, die like the pussy you are.”

And he did . . . It was oh so satisfying to Amber.

Wes’ death seemed to hit you hard, to cause great pain to overcome you, which was why Amber stayed loyally by your side, doing everything she could to ensure that you were okay, that her actions did not break you. Little did she know that you took notice whenever she snuck away, believing herself to be discreet. You knew what she had done, but could not bring yourself to care all that much. Wes held no true place in your heart, after all, not the way that she did. And, perhaps, deep down, you knew that his murder, unlike the others, had been personal . . .

i HC amber as a child's play stan. idk why, it just makes sense, so here's a bonus fact: one year, for halloween, y/n and amber wear matching chucky and tiffany costumes. you can decide who wears which.

ALSO i know richie killed wes, but i changed it for the sake of this one-shot.

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#scream #scream fic #scream fanfic #scream franchise #scream movie #scream 5 #ghostface #ghostface x reader #amber freeman #amber freeman fanfic #amber freeman x reader #wes hicks #amber slaying (literally)

[astralwukong]

monthly post about my fave bees moment 💔

#this shit was happening in v6 thats simply insane #i can literally feel the memory of the bees tag going absolutely insane over this. it was the beginning of the fruity post-breakup bees #ngl i so wish we got more moments of bees in these outfits bc that was their peak slay era #bumbleby

[runningonadhd]

So we can all agree Charles was a theater kid right?

#I’m a theater kid (the worst kind) and I hereby claim him #he would slay so hard on stage #Jayden Revru was literally on the I’m Version of hsmtmts #you can’t argue with me #to be clear is wasn’t actually hsmtmts uk version but it seemed like the same thing when I looked it up #IF JAYDEN REVRU DOESNT SING IN SEASON TWO WE RIOT!!! #anyway I’m gonna watch that to see him sing #dead boy detectives #dead boy detective agency #crystal dead boy detectives #niko dead boy detectives #dead boy detectives spoilers #the cat king #jayden revri #shit I spelled it Revru not Revri #charles rowland #edwin payne

[thesoupisburning]

right so you guys ever think about the spectre telling the narrator that hes more similar to her than to a person?

what "her" was she referring to? the fragment we call the spectre? the way he can only be perceived, not perceive himself? the ghost of him, the ghost of her? all of her?

im just. thinking. i always think about spectre. she has. a lot to say that i think is overlooked in favor of more common favorite routes like moment of clarity and the tower, but shes one of my favorites, and shes one of the only ones who SEES the narrator, save for wraith, who is. also her. or nightmare. and she says that hes not really a person. like her.

of course, that makes sense, we think shes a ghost and dead, so she is. but him. is the echo a ghost in the classical sense? is that what she meant? or are there layers?

she says he's not really like a person. what is a person to her? is she comparing the narrator to the "shards of broken glass on the floor" are her interactions with us and the voices the only "person" she knows?

i love love love when this game separates the narrator from us and our voices. i love it so much i think about it daily. props to tower for "layer of grime" that fucks so hard.

i don't have a thesis im just. thinking. how much of the narrator is left. really.

#sigh. #slay the princess #the spectre #the spectre stp #the echo stp #the echo slay the princess #the narrator stp #the narrator slay the princess #just thoughts man #my lovely partner presented a great concept today: the bird with teeth is his sona #while thats funny as hell i also think that that line of thinking makes. iogiuhuiogh it makes sooo much #like thoughts #i love the narrator i hate him so much #i need to pull him apart like a chicken bone #if that is his sona is his. echo. a comment on what we leave behind #our creations as extensions of the self? #or is it just meant to be literal. this man killed himself to destroy death for his world. #a part of him lives on in hell #infinite hims across all realities #but which part? a persona? an object? a skeleton? #how much of the echo is the creator? just how sentient is this guy #in other words. is he a literal ghost like the spectre #or is he something else entirely. a child created in the father's image #okay peace and love i will think about this For Ever <3 #soup shut up challenge #burntsoupwords

[save-the-villainous-cat]

mother im hungry for some angst and horny , may i ask for a hero x villain where they both hate each other but end up having hate sex after a real bad argument 🥺🙏

The hero remembered that one time when the villain broke their collarbone. They had just broken into a museum, stealing expensive vases and ancient relics, making it infuriatingly difficult to get them back on the black market.

The hero had arrived at the scene of the crime before anyone else, just in time to catch the villain. But as the villain prepared to flee, they cracked the hero’s collarbone into two with a steel pipe. Smirking, they’d blown the hero a kiss. A present for you.

It had hurt like hell. The hero had been unable to move for weeks, being practically useless to the agency. Christ, they still had problems with their shoulder at times. Too much exercise, too little exercise: it was a nasty pain that didn’t quite leave them.

And right now, the villain sucked the third hickey into the hero’s skin, right there where they had done the damage.

The hero cursed quietly, hating and loving how much it hurt.

“Asshole,” the hero hissed.

“Did you say something?” The villain’s voice was low, still angry and already a little drunk on pleasure. It had started out with both of them hooking up when they were drunk. The hero had suggested it and the villain had been much too happy to use that opportunity. It had been messy and quick (and good). A one time thing.

But that was really it.

For a week, until it became a little routine. No feelings involved, except for hatred.

And when opinions clashed against each other and insults were thrown into the air today, the hero needed something to calm down. Apparently this helped both of them.

“I hate you,” the hero said, despite the villain being inside them. “You disgust me.”

“Oh, boohoo. Is someone sad they’re not getting what they want? Poor hero, must be terrible.”

“Fuck off,” the hero said, pushing the villain’s face away with their hand. “I’ve been working for weeks on this mission. You have no right to—”

The villain pinned their wrists above their head and shut the hero up with a kiss. It was quite counterproductive, the hero was aware of that. It wasn’t healthy either but it was all the hero had. Sometimes being close to someone, anyone, at all costs was worth a broken heart. Just a little.

The villain pulled away, panting heavily.

“I thought we’re over this. I like you. But you’re not more important than my work.”

Ouch. The hero swallowed, thinking what desperate part of their brain had made them hope they could be more than enemies.

They knew the villain would smash they collarbone anytime without batting an eye and maybe it was good the way that it was.

“Oh, don’t look at me like that,” the villain said. “We’re both enjoying this, let’s not ruin it.”

The hero took in a shaky breath. Yes, they agreed. They enjoyed this, they enjoyed the villain’s company. It made them want to punch the villain even more.

“Now be a doll and spread your legs a little more,” the villain mumbled.

And the hero hated how fast they forgave them.

#One more stupid love song I‘ll be sickkkkk #writing snippet #heroxvillain prompt #heroxvillain snippet #heroes and villains #hero #villain #hero x villain #heroxvillain #request #an answer for an ask #omg pulmonaria officinalis marry me -.- #what am I even saying ononis repens my beloved #Fabaceae are so pretty for literally no reason #but also mrs Galium aparine slaying #B-b-b-b-but what about tanacetum vulgare?? Look I see ya but we are here for the slaying not for the cuteness #achillea millefolium extra points for mythology #ALL OF OUR BRIDGES BURNT DOWN #suggestive #angst

[skitskatdacat63]

I cannot stop thinking about these Niki pictures

#slayed!!!!! #he was doing bucket hats before it was cool #but seriously niki looks so good in these pics im obsessed #and wow he rly does like like daniel brühl in these pics! #also ik its bad but gahhhhh cigarette sponsored livery and teamkit are just so superior #the color palette and designs are just peak #i think its just cool to look back literally 50 yrs ago and F1 drivers back then are just like now #if i was being real sappy id put this picture up against some modern f1 driver wearing a bucket hat(i.e. lando or lewis prob) #or even fernando hahaha i forgot about that #niki lauda #1973 spanish grand prix #(hopefully thats correct! i researched and im p sure) #classic f1 #classic formula 1 #formula 1 #formula one #f1 #we do a little bit of f1

[bridge-demon]

thinking about certain aspects of death the kid's character that i wish were talked abt more. like... he's a crybaby. he's a showoff. he's sassy. he's really not that bad w/ people for the most part, as long as he isn't freaking over them being too asymmetrical or something. he cares deeply for his friends. he's smart but in a dumb way. do y'all get me.

#im sorry i literally just cannot stop talking abt his character #i need to analyze this dude beneath a microscope fr #these things abt him might be talked abt more than i realize but i havent seem much of it hmmm #like a lot of fanfics have him rlly cold and curt and i mean #i can definitely see that to some extent #but he makes small talk and was ready to give a speech at the dwma party #he loves showing off and doing silly skateboarding tricks #he cries over being yelled at #'oops sorry my fingers slipped' hes so sassy why dont we talk abt his yass slay sass more #anyway ok im done im so sorry gjlsjg #soul eater #death the kid #dtk #soul eater kid #soul eater dtk #se kid #se death the kid #anime #soul eater anime

[sluginmysoup]

my wife (fictional character stella richmond)

#scarlet hollow #stella richmond #scarlet hollow fanart #fanart #black tabby games #i am in literal shambles over this woman . She is so aweosme #save me stella... stella save me #stp #slay the princess #i may have referenced a britney spears album cover but we ignore that

[kopfkino-o]

Elain: "I belong to the Night Court. It is my home. I have friends and my family there. I have found purpose in helping elderly citizens of Velaris restore their gardens. I want to help this court however I can, even if it means reacquainting myself with my old powers. I glow in good health while in Velaris. I’m happy and finding my own voice for the first time in my life here”

Some of y'all, out here acting silly: “Cassian thinks you look bad in black so... sorry, hon! Heard the Spring Court has flowers though!"

#Elain is going to slay in her own sexy black dress just you wait #also like??? are we going to trust cassian’s opinion on fashion over Elain’s own words #my man doesn’t even brush his hair like be forreal #also like literally everyone looks good in black #it is known #pro Elain #Elriel #elain archeron

[fredbydawn]

still rabid over how Hoffman probably kept Strahm's pen and imagining a kind of Secretary (2002) au where he has a lil desk he put the pen on when he gets off thinking about him

#also yes this means in this world Strahm is maggie gyllenhaal cuz you can't tell me he wouldn't slay those pencil skirt looks #although tbh the nice thing about hoffstrahm is that literally either one of them could be the sub. they're versatile we love to see it #also this is your reminder to watch Secretary 2002 if you haven't its literally free on tubi #hoffstrahm #coffinshipping #mark hoffman #peter strahm #saw franchise

[vanhelsingapologist]

Throw the man you used to be away. Bury him with rivalry entirely.

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Been sitting on this for a bit ever since @wifehorrors convinced me of ponytail Rahadin supremacy, a design majorly influenced by their DM.

#i hate him so much but I will acquiesce that he is a bit of a slay #commission for a friend #any time he enters the scene you can feel the energy at our table shift ice cold #we literally only sweat more when strahd enters the scene. strahd killed one of the pcs last session btw. #so you can imagine the kind of pressure i’m under #curse of strahd #curse of strahd art #dungeons and dragons characters #dungeons and dragons #dungeons and dragons character #dungeons and dragons art #dnd characters #dnd art #dnd #dnd5e #dnd character #dnd npc #GRAB HIM BY THE PONYTAIL AND SWING HIM AROUND LIKE A GOOSE!!! #rahadin