#tortured darlings

[traggalicious]

BREAKING NEWS (IDEA)

A DURGE THAT REMEMBERS NO NAME EXCEPT FOR ONE: ENVER. THEY NAME THEMSELVES ENVER, SURELY THAT MEANT SMTH TO THEM, BESIDES, THE NAME FUCKS. THEY USE THE NAME OF THE MAN WHO TAUGHT THEM TO LIVE, CARRYING HIM WITH THEM INTO THEIR SECOND CHANCE AT LIFE. AURGFHFGHRF

#durge #bg3 #bg3 durge #durgetash #i will be using this #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #baldurs gate tav #baldurs gate durge #dark urge #traggy’s ocs #Tortured Darlings

[clownsuu]

Wally talks to his dad about his love life

Home I feel is a really good listener (maybe a little too good since he eavesdrops a lot on accident- very observant of his surroundings)

cw minor obsessive/possessive behavior on first photo under cut

I remember I freaked out years ago when I found out some bugs, specially some spiders, have lil beaned peets

#I will never get over that fact it’s the cutest thing ever #I think that’s what cured me from my fear of spiders LMAOOO #That and djmm #B e a n s #Welcome home #welcome home howdy #welcome home wally #welcome home home #howdy pillar #wally darling #wallypillar #howdydarling #funfact I was gunna draw some ship stuff for mob au with these two #Bbbbbut u h h h h h h #Every single time I ask anything relationship wise with mob howdy and Wally it’s like- #R e a l l y a b u s i v e JDHFHHDJDJDJ #I had a fic where I asked if howdy was married and he depressively said yeah #And I was like “why u so sad dawg isn’t married life supposed to be good specially with someone so powerful” #And he’s like “yeah but I’m just seen as another object- if anything the torture got worse afterwards-“ #And I was like o h #And I ran away with him LMAOO #But then later we got caught by Wally and Wally killed me rip JDHDHDDH #In “canon” mob Wally marrying someone who is a part of the “mob family” he would treat mostly gently #However when it comes to howdy he would still use him as a punching bag #Howdy rarely gets any sleep- and to then be bound by the boss? Who never sleeps and is incapable of doing so? W h a c k #Another funfact #Since Wally can’t sleep he would stare at his (current/possible) partner while they sleep #Very awkward

[severedegg]

the sillies ever <33

#my art #wh #welcome home #wally darling #howdy pillar #eddie dear #barnaby b beagle #mewmew <3333 #i love welcome home #im annoyed though cause im tryna balance drawing fanart and doing this really fucking detailed commission that im torturing myself with #welcome home fanart #also dont ask why 5000 apples its for comedic effect lmao #i imagine they take them all to poppy n they help bake them into things and experiment lol #her getting all frazzled that theres so many boxes of apples outside her door tehe <3

[xx-sketchy-xx]

Chain reaction

#welcome home art #wally darling #welcome home wally #wally #welcome home home #welcome home au #creepy #horror #disturbing #i apologize #the creepy came back #And so I tortured Wally #Blood #its times like this I wish I knew what other people saw when I post stuff #Cause I have artist eye right now and it just looks weird lol #So yay!

[2-dsimp]

Since Moros likes to feed his darling and fatten her up wouldn’t that kind of make him the Witch in Hansel and Gretel?? Is he going to put us in his oven and eat us??? 😭😭😭 I don’t want to be eaten, only eaten out. 🤧

Do be mindful of your wording since Moros is the type to take things in literal context. So for example, you said something about being eaten out. And in response he actually believe that you’d want him to quite literally eat you out. XD

Plus in the Torturer’s mindset a plump darling equals a healthy and happy darling. And it makes him feel competent and satisfied to see that you’ve got some meat on your bones. He had a bad history that’s composed of him suffering from starvation. A traumatic experience to which he’d never want to wish upon anyone.

Which is why he’s designated as the hitman team main chef. And he’s so good at it that even the boss would pull himself together if it meant eating some of his delicious gooey brownies.

#Moros the Torturer #Yandere torturer #yandere drabble #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere male #yandere male x reader #yanderecore #yandere concept #yandere content #yandere scenarios #yandere headcanons #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #yandere x darling #yandere art #yandere drawing #yandere community #digital artist #digital art #illustration #my art #my ocs

[ghouljams]

can we hear from konig and fetch? I love her powers and how konig actually READS the manual first unlike ghost boy smh

mwah much love

Of course! I love them, they're so silly(I say as I'm about to write Blacksite prison shit)

You perch, nice and pretty on the edge of the table, watching the man in front of you sweat. König is looking over a tray of surgical instruments. He rubs his chin through his hood, picks up a corkscrew and sets it down. You swing your feet while you wait, at least the man you're interrogating is smart enough to keep his mouth shut. It's no fun if they get started begging too early.

"Schöne, where are the curved scissors? The snippy ones, not the wiggly ones," König asks you. You summon a pair of pruning shears and hold them out to him. The metal blades are just starting to rust from the poorly cleaned off blood. König looks at them and you can see his eyes crinkle at the edges as he smiles under his hood. "Thank you, those will do nicely."

His gloved hand takes the shears gently from your outstretched palm. The subject of your stalled interrogation thrashes against the ropes binding him to the chair. "What the fuck did she just do?" He asks, eyes wide on you. You flash him a smile with all your teeth, let's your horns burn into visibility, just to hear his panicked heartbeat.

"Go on and show off," König hums, watching you, "it might make this faster." You push yourself off the edge of the table and lean close to your victim.

"Don't worry," you tell him, pressing your fingers over his heart, "this won't hurt, but you'll remember it the rest of your life."

You push your fingers in, feeling the skin and cloth give way to your insistent push, ribs bend out of your path, and you feel the rapid inhalation in the man's lungs as your fingers brush past the organ. You wrap your hand around his heart and extract it, careful not to sever anything important when you rip the still beating organ from his chest. The heart drips blood onto the man's lap as you hold it in front of him, it squeezes and pumps, continuing its thankless work even outside the body. It picks up pace, anxiety and fear spiking it into a rapid race of desperation as the man stares down his own life.

"You should really take better care of this thing," You turn the heart over in your hand, examining the stress markers on it.

"That's my-"

"I think I'm going to start with the fingers," König tells you, cutting the man off.

"What?" The man transfers his panicked stare to König as he grabs his hand, holding the shears open around his pointer finger.

"Keep monitoring his vitals, I want to see how many I can get off before he starts talking." König holds his hand still with an iron grip as the man thrashes and struggles to free himself. The blades of the sheers hardly touch the man's skin before he's begging.

König dots his pencil against a small notebook, large hands dwarfing the writing instrument, his gloves resting on the blood stained table between you. Your victims heart is still beating in your hand, though the body is slumped in the chair. As far as you can tell the intel supplied is good, and though it's a bit of a stretch to say you can "fetch" the truth out of people, you pride yourself on being able to get the information you need.

"Good work Colonel," you purr. He looks at you with heat in his eyes, you know he likes when you call him that. Now isn't the time or place and you both know it, but teasing him now means more fun later.

"Have your snack Schatz," König says, going back to his notes. He flips a page back and forth with his fingers as you tip your head back and drop the heart into your waiting mouth. You're careful to bite through the muscle, sharp teeth slicing clean through your victims last lifeline. You swallow both halves to keep the blood from squinting everywhere as the corpse in the chair spasms with its last dredges of life.

König shuts his notebook and goes to bang on the metal door three times. You're quick to jump in his shadows as the latch clicks and the gears start turning to let you both out.

"I don't know man, it's just weird that's all," one of the cleanup crew grumbles. You cling to König's back, his hand reaches back to brush up your thigh, dragging against unseen flesh.

"Just do your job," the other advises, "Don't think too much about it, I mean, you've heard the rumors right?" You smile, press your lips to König's hood over his ear.

"They're talking about you," you whisper. Their eyes follow him as he walks past, their footsteps avoid his shadow.

"They're talking about you, Miene Liebe," König mumbles, turning his head to make sure its only you the hears him, "they're always talking about you."

#cod x reader #fetch just unhinges her jaw like a snake lol #könig x reader #könig x oc #könig fanfiction #könig cod #könig call of duty #x reader #x oc #oc: fetch #demon!darlings au #tw gore #tw torture #i love how clingy Fetch is #shes so playful and fun and absolutely insane #they are in fact always talking about König having a demon #hes not hiding it but hes not not hiding it yknow

[natelia-aldelliz]

"I can't call Soap 'Johnny'," Alejandro grunts, an obvious smile in his voice.

"Don't," Soap answers immediately. "Only Ghost can pull that off."

Roach lifts an eyebrow. "And what am I supposed to call you then? Johnuald the third?"

Soap snorts, quietly enough that the others don't hear him, and sends him a look. Even in the dark, it's very obvious how much of a sunshine he is, his blue eyes sparkling with mirth.

Damn, Roach had never fallen for someone this fast before. Even with Simon, it had taken a few months. But for some reason, Johnny is so precious to him that he'd die - again - for him in a heartbeat.

"Jonathon? Jonah? Johnson? Johntay? I can keep going, I already had that conversation with Price years ago, and I had the internet back then. I had a pretty long list and I remember most of it."

"Cannae ye make yerself useful instead of bein a nuisance?" Soap whispers with a smile after quickly checking around that no one was paying him attention.

Roach gasps. "But being a nuisance is my true calling! You could say I like 'bugging' people, huh, get it, get it?" He beams when Soap shakes his head at him and goes through the wall.

The shadows are crawling outside, of course. He roams around, getting a rough headcount, then gets back at Soap with all the information. It's doable, honestly. Especially since Simon and him rigged several cars with explosives.

He is still a bit worried though, about Johnny's wound. He's not sure how it's possible, how he's still standing, but then again, he's a ghost talking to a living person, so there's that.

Rudy had said that no one except Alejandro can kill Alejandro, and Roach just has to wonder if Johnny got kind of the same deal. But Ale never gave any indication that he was seeing the burning person floating above his new friends, so maybe it's not the same.

With the clear intel he gives Soap, they make quick work of the Shadows and Price picks them up at the wall. If he was able to actually haunt people and not just follow them around uselessly, he'd stop haunting the Captain immediately as a thanks.

Because he's pretty sure Johnny actually needs some intense medical attention. He said that it didn't feel different than a leg or shoulder wound, but those definitely need more than just stitches and painkillers anyway.

It's very heartwarming, watching Soap greet the rest of the team with a puppyish energy, and he has to admit that it is kind of funny seeing Gaz and Price's faces when they notice the bullet hole in the front of his shirt.

The sight of Simon helping Johnny move along with a hand on the small of his back leaves him with mixed feelings.

There's the "I knew it!! I told you so!!" that he was expecting, of course, because he's always right and he did know it would happen. But there's also a pinch in his chest that he hadn't really expected. It's a feeling that he hadn't really felt since a really long time, since he was a teenager, probably.

Jealousy.

He hates it, he's always hated it. But the worst is he doesn't even know who he's jealous of. Perhaps he's finally remembering that he's dead and they're not, that all this flirting he's been doing with Johnny wouldn't have led to anything.

The grown arse sunshine of a man turns his head back, looking slightly confused, looking for him. When his eyes land on him, he beams so hard that it actually illuminates his whole face and Roach can't do anything except gravitate towards him like a moth to a light.

Wrong bug, he snorts internally.

"What's with you, smiley face?" he hears Simon ask when he gets closer.

Johnny is still looking straight at him, his smile getting softer. "Nothing," he answers, his gaze burning Roach more than the fire had. "Just glad you're here and glad we're leaving."

#cod mw2 #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #gary roach sanderson #soaproach #ghostroach #ghostsoap #soapghost #ghostsoaproach #accidental necromancer soap and ghost roach au #roach is in love! #just a reminder to anyone who reads these but hasn't read the original post that while roach's a bit angsty right now it's gonna get better #roach is my darling baby bug and he'll always have a happy ending in my stories ! #even if there's a bit of angst before (i'm sorry i like torturing my babies for some reason)

[bluesnailsstuff]

its him

#my art #tw scopophobia #welcome home fanart #wh #wally darling #welcome home puppet show #welcome home arg #whrp #welcome home #this took some time #i find new ways to torture myself everyday with this #i kinda like it tho #bluesnailsstuff

[carnivorousyandeere]

Not enough brain cells left to do anything huge with this but yanderes who are willing to use your sensory sensitivities against you as a punishment or a way to wear you down are so evil… you might be so confident they’ll never truly break your spirit, but then they pull out some corduroy to drag over your hands and arms, or headphones and a recording of a noisy cafeteria set to full volume and the threats of those are enough to have you struggling against the ropes and pleading for them to have mercy.

#torture— and not the sexy kind #torture cw #my thoughts #yandere #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere cw

[murdersinthemaking]

It's been a rough week for Enzo.

He's barely had a chance to sit down, let alone relax, due to a rather difficult hands-on case with a deadline for the end of the week.

However, he'd managed to finish it early, with a distinct lack of sleep and a desperate need for at least a night without any thoughts.

Which is why he's invited Murdock over, answering the door in barely anything and dragging the taller man to his bedroom, where there are a few toys laid out.

Dropping to his knees in front of Murdock, Enzo stares up at him with hazy, pleading eyes and utters two simple words.

"Ruin me."

@paperbackpieces-makemewhole

An invite to Enzo’s always meant something fun, either a cozy night in or a little bit of stress relief. They’d only spoken once this week, some long winded case that had captured his lovers attention. Murdock had two victims ready to make public, but he kept them on ice until Enzo had time off. There wasn’t a need for such a hassle.

Not a single hello is out of his mouth as he walks in, quickly following into the bedroom and watching the detective fall to his knees. How could he deny that? “Aww, poor little thing. Have you been waiting for me all week? Don’t worry your pretty little head anymore. Can you show me what toys you want me to use?”

#a stab at it #absolute torture #darling detective #small vices

[traggalicious]

Hhhhholy fucjk… it’s sirius! Collector oc <333

#artists on tumblr #the owl house #digital art #digital artist #toh #the owl house oc #the collector #collector oc #toh collector #space #art progress #progress shots #digital artwork #this took so long #cos i fucked up the hair originally #used an old ref #): #hamartia #tortured darlings #traggy’s shit

[shallyne]

TTPD songs as ACOTAR Characters

Rhysand: I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

Feyre: Clara Bow/Fresh Out The Slammer

Cassian: I Look In People's Windows

Mor: The Bolter

Nesta: Guity As Sin?

Azriel: Florida!!!

Elain: I Hate It Here

Lucien: Down Bad

Amren: The Albatross

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #the tortured poets department #feyre archeron #feyre #feyre cursebreaker #high lady of the night court #high lady feyre #feyre darling #rhysand #rhys #high lord rhysand #rhysand archeron #rhys acotar #feysand #elain archeron #nesta archeron #cassian acotar #azriel acotar #morrigan acotar #mor acotar #the morrigan #morrigan #mor #lucien vanserra #amren acotar #taylor swift

[ecoamerica]

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[xx-sketchy-xx]

oh!, oh!, oh!, oh! Mine turn!, mine turn! Ahem…Wally with a…big…ass…forehead

Guyyyys, 0.5 makes Wally self conscious. Weave him awone

#welcome home art #wally darling #wally #welcome home wally #welcome home home #welcome home au #The poor tortured baby #i love asks

[2-dsimp]

Torturer domestic fluff✨He loves to bake so be careful or else he’ll fatten you up expeditiously and you won’t even realize what happened.

#Moros the Torturer #yandere imagines #yandere male x reader #yandere x you #yandere drabble #yandere male #yandere scenarios #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere blurb #yandere hitman #yandere poly #polyamory #yandere art #yandere content #yanderecore #yandere concept #yandere headcanons #yandere x y/n #male yandere #yandere x darling #yandere oc x reader #oc artwork #artist on tumblr

[ghouljams]

You mentioned once that Price's demon darling is also named Price and that has had me thinking for like days now. How would her powers work compared to the other demon darlings we've seen? I've been like binge reading all of your series and they are all so good.

Price's demon is fun, because I don't know how he got them. He might have summoned them like Soap did, he might have earned them like Ghost/König, I don't know. But what Price needed in a demon was an interrogator, a negotiator, something that could get the information he needed no matter the price. That's who he got, and he's managed to keep a lid on their existence for as long as he's had them. Mostly because he doesn't want the jokes about the demon sharing his name.

Price's demon's name is subject to change because it's a little confusing to tag.

Sometimes to be the good guy, you have to be the bad guy. Price knows this better than anyone. He knows that the rules of engagement only matter if you get caught, and that war crimes are a dime a dozen where people aren't looking. He knows he's never going to see the pearly gates or come face to face with an angel, he's made his peace with it. At the end of the day the only person he has to be alright with is himself.

And you, of course, but that's a separate issue.

He stands now, in front of what anyone would consider a waste of space. It's a tidy operation, as far as trafficking goes, but the people operating it only ever seem to come in one make and model. Slimey.

The man duct taped to the chair spits on Price's boots, swears at him, doesn't seem to be the least bit cooperative. "Sweetheart," Price calls to the room at large. He knows your here somewhere.

"You know that's not my name," You tell him stepping out of the jagged shadows. You're used to this song and dance by now, done it enough times.

"Then stop responding to it," he tells you with just a hint of fondness in his eyes.

"Maybe I will," you grab the trafficker by the back of his head and force it back, "maybe I'll go to the brass and report you for harassing me."

"Empty threats get us nowhere," Price smiles, watching as you push one of your thumbs against the corner of the man's eye. He flinches and jerks away from you, or tries to. Your grip on him is unyielding. He screams when you pop his eye free from the socket, and sever the nerves with one of your nails.

"Let's see what you've been up to," you mumble, standing and tossing the eye into your mouth. It pops like jelly under the sharp points of your teeth, and you pick through the visual data for what you need. Codes, passwords, people he saw, documents signed, maps and transportation logs. You're careful to carve your findings into the man's chest so you don't forget. Dragging your nail through his skin, writing with blood and flesh. Price hands you his phone and you take a picture to send to Laswell.

"Eardrums next," Price tells you.

"No, please, I can talk, I'll tell you what you want to know." The man begs. You twist his head to the side and lengthen your nails.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but your participation isn't really necessary," You dig your nails into his ear canal like needle nose pliers. Maybe you should've eaten his voicebox first, see what he's been saying, it would've made this process a lot quieter.

When you're finished the man is full if holes and you're full of intel. Price hands you a towel to wipe your hands off, and scrub the blood from your lips. He catches you when you turn away from the body, takes the towel to get a last streak of blood off your cheek.

"Good work Price," he hums, you grin.

"Thank you Captain." He says your name so rarely, you try to enjoy it when he does. You hook your fingers in his tac vest to pull him closer. His eyes dart to your lips, but when you lean in to kiss him he leans back.

"We're still working sweetheart," his fingers stroke your cheek to keep you from pouting.

"Later then?" You ask.

"After you've brushed your teeth," he agrees. You gasp in mock offense, and he smiles. You have a long day ahead of you.

#demon!darlings au #john price mw2 #john price x reader #captain john price #john price x oc #x oc #oc: Price #its so weird writing Price and Price lol #demon price only gets nicknames because it makes Price feel like hes married to say her name #tw gore #tw eye horror #tw torture

[madamescarlette]

okay nothing is quite so funny to me in the movie as Dean Highbottom wandering around loudly lamenting going "ohhhh NOOOO do you think that means we can't have the Games this year??? That's sooooo sad" (turns around to the camera and starts cheers-ing to that bro)

#tbosas #that and tigris my darling tigris getting assigned the halo of the family my two favorite additions to the story quite frankly!! #i am not immune to a good tortured peter dinklage performance clearly