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#requiem for a dream#moovie#character dialogue#original story#cinema#hollywood#lovers#romantic#phsyco#couple
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at least hes hot
#the devil is a handsome man#tate langdon#love him#hot as fuck#phsyco#hot as hell#going to hell#american horror story
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#random crap#funny#meme#funny memes#loki#loki laufeyson#miss minutes#phsyco miss minutes#phsyco#murder#miss murder#loki season 2
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VENT!!
TW: Psychosis, (child) r*pe, m*rder, cannib*lism, p*rn
psychosis is really fucking scary. I thought I killed my cat and lizard. I thought I was dying. I thought my family had abandoned me and been replaced with special agents trying to send me to jail. I kept asking hospital staff “are you staying? will you stay with me?” because I thought my family had left me. i thought I was being filmed at all times. I thought my family was watching from cameras telling the nurses and patients what to do next in order to torture me. i thought my dna was being collected for evidence so I tried not to go to the bathroom or touch anything. I thought I was being accused of canib*lism, p***philia, r*pe, and m*rder. I thought my little brothers were being “played” by child actors. I thought I was being poisoned with rotten food. I thought all the nurses were trying to sleep with me. I thought all the male nurses were trying to physically restrain and hurt me. There was another psychotic patient there and I believed that I was communicating with him and that he was being punished in the same way I was. I thought I was on a movie or TV set and every one in the hospital was an actor being told to act like people from my life or characters from my favorite movies and shows to try and appeal to me to get information. I rejected visitation from my father because I believed he was the ringleader of it all and when he came around it meant I was being arrested. I thought I was being sent messages through music and tv. I thought certain programs were carefully curated to mimic my life and talk to me. I thought the books they were giving me were AI generated. I thought they were giving me child p*rn to read. I thought they were just finding the most racist shit possible and giving it to me. I thought everything in the books were metaphors for r*pe, beasti*lity, racism, or child r*pe. I thought everyone was in on it, everyone I’d ever met , my school, my family, I thought every moment of my life was leading up to them “catching” me.
#psychosis#mentalwellness#mental illinois#mental instability#mentally disordered#mental heath issues#mental health#shizophrenia#phsyco#psychotic episode#psychotic disorders#actually psychotic#psychotic break#psychotic symptoms
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IFHY!
Part 1 | Part 2 | part 3 | part 4 (not made)
Plot: Wenclair fic but Wednesday and Enid don’t make up ep 8 and Wednesday goes insane after that scene.
IDEA FROM AN EDIT BY “emmamyerswife1” ON TT
TRIGGER WARNINGS: mention of Blood, Knives, detailed-ish Description of death, Major character death, OOC Wednesday, slightly out of character Enid(??), LOTS OF SWEARING! Co-dependancy basically, Wednesday is a psychopath Wednesday with psychopathic tendencies.
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT encourage this behaviour, it’s just a fic, if you do feel like this, I urge you to seek help, it ISNT a healthy coping mechanism and can hurt you and who you feel this way for!
An: Xavier doesn’t exist in this fic because of the actor’s actions. His studio is just left untouched and empty, so is his dorm 👍 ALSO, PLEASE DONT BRING UP REPEATED JOKES IF THERE ARE ANY, I WROTE THIS ACROSS A COUPLE OF DAYS AND TELL HORRIBLE DAD JOKES 💀 BEAR WITH ME, OKAY
IFHY - Tyler the creator.
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8 days after the fight, 11:30pm
She was hyper aware of every move she made, every thing she left and every mark she made. And thats why she had prepared for this, cleaning products, anything to hide what was about to happen.
She was also hyper aware he could hear her, that whatever she said would be taken with the heaviest of weights.
“I wonder if it would be easier to just break you in stone form” she mused. “Or are you not fully stone?” She let a smirk grace her face, just this once.
Wednesday stands up and travels to her backpack, searching it for a very specific item again.
She had a total of 4 hours until he would turn back. That gave her plenty of time to decide which one of her malicious plans would be the true winner.
Of course she had prepared a base plan, first, incase she couldn’t decide fast enough to put either plan into motion. But she wouldn’t be needing it.
“Hm.. These will do.” She stood up. Double latex gloves that she had altered to have much better grip. Even though the suit had glove-like fabric, she didn’t want to chance anything tonight.
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00:00am. 3 hours, 30 minutes until he turns back.
After quite the while of cleaning, adjusting, editing, Wednesday had done it, cleaned her tracks, her marks, her boot stains. Even though they were new and they were going to be thrown away, its still better than having them discovered and checked.
“Time to get up.” She walks over to the mound of stone and grabs him by his underarms.
Then, with a little strain, she picks him up and places him on the cold, tile floor. Puts her bag on.
Despite her height the raven haired girl’s strength was unmatched. she then picks him up horizontally.
“No mountain will get between me and Enid. No matter how annoying.”
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The woods, abandoned studio. 2 hours, 43 left until unstone-ment. (2:43am.)
“We have arrived. Arent you just delighted?” She revelled in the silence that came after. The voice changer just made this all the better, she sounded so skin crawling, anyway. The voice changer amplified the fear factor.
Maybe they’ll make a movie about her.
The door was kicked open, the lock that stayed firmly on one side of the door, not locking it just yet, clanked noisily. But did it really matter? Who was going to hear?
Certainly not the birds, Wednesday had made friends, and birds do have a wonderful memory. They would pass on the message to vouch for her, to interfere with anyone who did her wrong in the view of one of them.
The birds reminded Wednesday of herself, how if anyone even looked at Enid the wrong way how she would disadvantage them in a small way or another. You muttered something about the wolf? Suddenly your homework had disappeared that was due next period, even though you checked your pocket two seconds ago.
“He.” was seated uncomfortably in a wooden, electric chair like, chair.
“I have waited for this for so long, you would never begin to understand how much this will satisfy me, how your death is a sacrifice to a better cause, something much bigger than you. How much joy this will bring everyone. How much joy your death will bring to us. And the fact you were so adamant to be killed, its like you wanted to be killed just as much as i wanted to kill you.” While voicing what used to be inner thoughts, she rested her head on the wall and took a breath in to steady herself for whats next to come.
She reached back for her bag, assorting and organising each tool, each one varying in size and effectiveness. All was to say, he was going to die tonight. No matter how much he struggled, no matter how much he fought against her.
You could say her decision was set in stone.
Wednesday laughs to herself, as she keeps laying out everything. “You know why this is happening, correct? There is no way you do not. She.. the world is hers, the stars yearn for her attention, the sun can only dream of shining brighter than her.”
The ravenette’s voice becomes awfully dreamy, almost sickeningly sweet. It sounded off, like it didn’t and never would fit her face.
“Enid.”
Everything sent silent, only the clanking of tools being audible. She could sense the vibe become more sinister, almost as if “his” demeanour had altered the whole room.
“Well,” she supposed to herself. “It kind of did. Its not like hes dead, yet. His vibe can still be felt.”
And it was true. He wasn’t dead yet.
She then bellowed an unnatural laugh again. The voice changer making it sound as if she were laughing in a commercial.
“You have to know who i am, Mr Petropolus. I know you aren’t the sharpest chisel in the shed, but its been oh, so painfully obvious.” She didnt bat an eye, much less turn around as she said this.
“Actually, I wont ruin the main event just yet. We still have quite the way to go.” At this point she was just letting words roll off her tongue as she set up.
“I cant even say your name. It disgusts me. You disgust me. How dare you take her. You don’t deserve her. You don’t deserve anything you get. Even what im going to do to you is a gracious death.” She scoffed.
She got rope a clock, a bin bag, and a smaller of the chisels. Silently she tied him up best she could with his position.
“I wont lie to you, so I will not say that I am sorry.”
She then sat down, cross legged. placed the clock and bin-bag near one of the chair legs, the bin bag going just in-front of him.
With the chisel, she took it to any defining features, first his foot, chipping away at the bottom.
She felt the atmosphere become desperate and dire. She felt him become in more and more distress, more and more pain. And that was her aim, really. He had to pay, and if she could get as much out of the way now, that meant less clean up later.
She then stood up and chiselled away his fingers, one by one. She let herself openly smile behind the mask while she felt the mood changing constantly, the terror filling her with a sense of euphoria, with a sense of relief. In fact, this felt like some sort of outlet to her, some sort of outlet for her feelings.
Maybe she should get into sculpting, it seemed to be helping.
She continued doing this, carefully chipping away at everything and anything that could identify him as who he was.
And it wasn’t like she even had to chisel away his snakes, either. If anything it would help her get away with it if worse came to worse and he was found.
The Jericho police, despite desperately claiming it wasn’t true, delayed any outcast cases. Hell, there isnt and never was any outcast’s on the police team to even change this.
They hate outcasts, which is why she knows that his death will be chalked up to the scary outcast monster in the woods, turning on “their own kind” and killing him.
How does she know this? Well, its the easiest thing to do to shut the case the fastest, all she had to do was claim one o his body parts and leave the rest in the woods somewhere.
The faster the case for an outcast is shut, the better. And who wouldn’t believe that the Hyde killed him? Stole one body part for something or other and scampered away with it?
They believed the monster was a bear for much longer than they should have, so this was child’s play.
After she was done, she looked at her work.
He reminded her of deteriorated angels, how their eyes would be pits of black, how horrifyingly beautiful theyd be, praying to someone who would never restore them, never save them, who could never wash their sins in the eyes of others.
Every piece of everything was gone. He was no longer him, he was a shell of a human. And she wasn’t even finished.
#Spotify#SoundCloud#wenclair#enid is a lesbian#enid is queer#enid sinclair#wednesday#wednesday is soft for enid#wednesday series#wednsday addams#weds#theyre gay your honor#theyre so cute#theyre gay and in love#toxic#toxic love#obsessivecore#phsyco#insane#mentally unstable#mentally drained#sleepless
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STAY WITH YOUR DREAM GIRL!💗✨
#MashedAmy
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Horror Themed Asks
what’s your favorite horror movie?
who’s your favorite final girl?
who’s your favorite slasher?
what’s your favorite horror creature?
what horror movie do you hate?
what’s your favorite horror-comedy?
what’s your favorite horror franchise?
what’s your favorite horror remake?
what’s your favorite stephen king movie?
what’s your favorite horror movie that doesn’t include any supernatural elements?
what’s the most disturbing horror movie?
what’s a movie that is not considered horror that you think should be?
PG-13 horror films or R-rated horror films?
Favorite horror movie featuring ghosts?
what’s a horror movie that was not supposed to be shitty but was?
what’s a horror movie you know is bad but love anyway?
favorite character in a horror movie?
favorite sequel or prequel to a horror film?
favorite actor/ actress in a horror film?
what’s a horror movie you think you could survive?
what’s a horror movie you would not survive?
favorite horror movie cliché?
worst horror movie cliché?
horror movie with the best soundtrack?
best director?
best special effects makeup?
best ‘80s horror movie?
a horror movie that scared you as a kid?
watching horror movies at night or in th ee daytime?
horror movie you say you’ve seen but have never actually watched it?
annabelle or chucky?
jason or freddy?
michael myers or leatherface?
a horror movie that took too long for the climax to happen
a horror movie that had the climax happen too soon?
a horror movie that is hard to follow?
favorite line from a horror movie?
a movie where you prefer the remake over the original?
orignals or remakes?
a franchise where the sequel(s) were better than the original?
the saw trap that disturbed you the most?
the death that was hardest to handle?
a franchise that has too many movies?
a horror movie you feel was too long?
a horror movie you feel was too short?
worst remake?
worst plot?
best plot?
a horror movie you can’t watch alone?
a character you wish died?
#horror#horror movie#pet sematary#friday the 13th#halloween#a nightmare on elm street#the texas chainsaw massacre#the shining#saw#scream#childs play#the conjuring#midsommar#fear street#it stephen king#jennifer’s body#final destination#the evil dead#american psycho#phsyco#cabin fever#my bloody valentine#candyman#resident evil#carrie#the exorcist#hostel#the ring#the orphan#truth or dare
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Bates Motel(2013)
#bates motel#norman bates#norma bates#dylan masset#freddie highmore#vera farmiga#max thieriot#olivia cooke#motel#bates#phsyco#horror#thriller#moviegifs#mine
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Istg im phsycic or sm, ive been having phsycic visions recentely and they’ve all come true.
#phsyco#vision#coquette#tumblr girls#lana del rey#girl bloggers#lizzie grant#blogging#girlblogginglife#fuck school
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No words needed to be said here
#sex and drugs#phsyco#Alprazolam#xanax#Pain#painrelief#insomia#Sorry#Concert#Energy#Anxiety#antisocial#Social#trending#music
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idk but Jung Yoon jae deserves those I'm inlove with a criminal edits.
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— LOVE YOU TO THE BONE!
🍴🔪
drew this while listening to "Eat You" by Carvan of Thieves
#miles fairchild#oc art#original character#art#rudy ross#anger#hate#hatred#brotherhood#abuse#sharp teeth#sharp objects#knife#insane#mad#phsyco#gay#headcanon#au#alternative universe#the turning#finn wolfhard#song art#madness
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🖤✨One of my oc✨🖤
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it gets stronger and stronger every day 😍
#feminine urge#i love lana del rey#coquette#dollette#americano#lily rose depp#phsyco#killer#ikillboys
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¿Cómo vivo con Anita?
Anita es una bomba de tiempo, es previsible, puedes jurar que la ves correr de reojo cuando aún no lo hace, puedes ver cuán rápida e intrépida es para azotar en tus brazos, jalarte el cabello, arañarte la panza y estrujar tu cara. Anita quiere atención.
Pero también Anita se sabe comportar, mantener la postura, sonreír y saludar, Anita no corre cuando tiene miedo a la oscuridad y quiere salir de la penumbra, Anita no grita cuando se molesta, Anita no llora cuando se siente mal, Anita se contiene y aunque tenga muchas ganas de salir, no puede.
Anita no es linda, ni tiene rasgos nobles. Anita es de cara larga y afilada, con ojos profundos y vacíos, su sonrisa es ancha y delgada, se curva como falsa, como amarga, si la ves bien te das cuenta que está trastornada. Anita tiene brazos fuertes y resistentes, piernas flacas que dan grandes zancadas, aunque parezcan que están pegadas, porque cuando salta, parece que no puede, parece que se atasca. Anita no es bonita, ni por encima delgada, tiene espalda ancha y una panza bombacha. Los dientes picudos y las uñas mascadas.
Anita es un monstruo, que cuando me descuido me aprieta la garganta, me apaga la mirada, me hace rogar, llorando y en silencio, poder salir de mi propio cuerpo.
#anxeity#sadgirl#mentalhealth#self care reminder#self love#experience#phsyco#prose#writerscorner#new writers on tumblr
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“Phsyco-Ville” by DarkMage (1997)
Published by: DarkMage Software/Nivek Games
[phsyco.zzt] - “Stage Two Complete”
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