murder in the forest

anonymous asked:

Hey! Can you please do number 20 with dan or Phil doesn't matter. Thanks!

20. “I’ll protect you no matter what… even if it kills me” Phil.

“Do you think you would make it through a horror movie?” Phil paused the movie interested in this conversation but more interested in what you were about to say.

“Depends on the horror situation I suppose. Like murder in the forest horror, I’m a goner. ” you laughed along thinking if you could make it in any horror movie.

“I think the only chance I have is a horror movie with little kids. Yes, it’s the scariest type of horror but, I’m pretty good with kids. Maybe they just need a hug.” Phil pulled a face at your response which made you feel a bit offended. “What’s with this face?” You say grabbing his face in your hands to squish his cheeks.

“I think hugging them would be a terrible idea. Mostly because they would be like thanks! And then stab you in the back.” Phil had a point.

“Ok, what if we were in a movie together? Who would die first? We’re both clumsy.” Phil paused taking a long time to answer this hypothetical question.

“I’ll protect you no matter what… even if it kills me. “ thinking about his answer you quickly come to a realisation.

 "That means you think I’m going down first! ” Phil laughed awkwardly as he hugged you tightly. “You suck. Thanks for saving me. But you suck.”

The Vanir Aesthetic

In the Supernatural universe, The Vanir is a pagan god that resides in an ancient tree brought to the U.S. by Scandinavian immigrants. Each year the people of Burkitsville, Indiana present it with a young man and woman as a sacrifice to ensure the prosperity of their town and its crops. The god inhabits the form of a scarecrow made from the body of its previous victims and kills the couple with a hooked blade, or scythe. The only way to destroy the god is to burn down its sacred tree.

zodiac horror story (part 1)
  • ig // sassasstrology
  • the signs are camping out in the woods. they're at a cliché, dark, scary old forest where the murderer always comes and kills people. let's see what will happen..
  • aries - male
  • taurus - male
  • gemini - female
  • cancer - male
  • leo - female
  • virgo - female
  • libra - female
  • scorpio - male
  • sagittarius - male
  • capricorn - female
  • aquarius - male
  • pisces - female
  • (that's ^ not really important, but if you want to know the genders of the signs i came up with, there they are.)
  • virgo: this forest is scary as shit.
  • aquarius: your face is scary as shit.
  • capricorn: lmao.
  • pisces: why couldn't we just have a sleepover at sagi's house or something?
  • sagittarius: WHY THE FUCK AT MY HOUSE?!?
  • scorpio: because that's boring. i want some action, and there's no action at sagi's house.
  • cancer: true.
  • sagittarius: WHO SAID THAT?!
  • aries: yeah! this will be fun guys! let's just party and shit, i don't know. we'll have a great time here!
  • taurus: yeah! i brought tons of food and stuff.
  • gemini: wouldn't it be fun if there was like a killer here or something lol.
  • capricorn: the fuck.
  • cancer: yeah.. really fun.
  • leo: GUYS.
  • virgo: what.
  • leo: let's make a snapchat. *snapchats*
  • libra: *acts like a hoe*
  • leo: libra, you look on poiinnttt.
  • libra: i know, thanks. YOU TOO BAE.
  • capricorn: fucking kill me already.
  • *3 hours later*
  • taurus: *sings a campfire song*
  • everyone: *sings with taurus*
  • pisces: GUYS!!!!!
  • cancer: oh my god aries calm the fuck down.
  • aquarius: what, pisces?
  • pisces: did y'all hear that?
  • scorpio: what? capricorn's terrible singing? lmao.
  • capricorn: ...
  • pisces: no, i heard a loud noise in the bushes over there..
  • sagittarius: probably your mom. LET'S SING AGAIN.
  • everyone except pisces: *sings*
  • pisces: *sigh*
  • *couple of minutes later*
  • virgo: guys, where is gemini?
  • aquarius: probably taking a shit or something.
  • sagittarius: GEMINI?! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU.
  • scorpio: she's probably dead.
  • libra: how can she be dead if she's alive?
  • capricorn: what? the fuck?
  • cancer: no one understands you libra.
  • libra: why not?
  • taurus: because you don't make sense.
  • libra: oooh..
  • leo: she'll be fineee. let's not worry too much.
  • sagittarius: so.. cancer and scorpio, i heard you guys were in a relationship.. *winky face*
  • scorpio: yeah, we fucked.
  • cancer: ..
  • virgo: OKAY. TMI
  • sagittarius: what about you, virgo? i heard that you and taurus were a thing?
  • taurus: wha.
  • aquarius: sagi, no one gives a shit.
  • sagittarius: WELL I DO. I THINK THAT IT'S CUTE.
  • pisces: same lol.
  • *loud bang*
  • cancer: *jumps on scorpio*
  • libra: look! it's gemini!
  • leo: where the fuck were you?
  • gemini: taking a shit. hehe.
  • libra: oh my god! did he kill you?
  • scorpio: *slaps libra*
  • pisces: *screams*
  • and that was the end of part 1.. what will happen next? stay tuned for the next part, coming soon.
  • (i hope that y'all like this dumb thing. hehe)

Teen Wolf AU: Derek’s a wolf and Stiles a fox. Looking for his mother, the youngest finds the biggest danger. The darkest and murderous creature that exist in the forest. It seems like everything will end for the little fox… But then a hunting trap catches the wolf’s claw. That’s when the ingenious Stiles achieves to get Derek free and become friends with him. Or at least the oldest tolerate the hiperactive little fox. Because it’s difficult to have so much patience for the insistence of the child to do the grumpy wolf smile.


Andrei Chikatilo, also known as ‘The Rostov Ripper’ was responsible for the murders of 18 women, 14 young girls and 21 boys. The murders took place between 1978 and 1990.

Chikatilo was born in the Ukraine in 1936, and was known as a modest, intelligent man who enjoyed playing chess. He received an education from Rostov university obtaining degrees in Russian language and literature, engineering and Marxist-Leninism. During his career as a killer Chikatilo was married with two young children, a boy and a girl who were around the same age as some of his victims. He was steadily employed and never forceful or violent with his children. By the time of his arrest in 1990 for what became known as the ‘Forest Strip Murders’ in the town of Novocherkassk, near Rostov, Chikatilo seemed to be a grey-haired grandfather living a reclusive lifestyle.

zodiac horror story (part 2)
  • ig // sassasstrology
  • the signs are camping out in the woods. they're at a cliché, dark, scary old forest where the murderer always comes and kills people. let's see what will happen..
  • *
  • part 1:
  • *
  • aries - male
  • taurus - male
  • gemini - female
  • cancer - male
  • leo - female
  • virgo - female
  • libra - female
  • scorpio - male
  • sagittarius - male
  • capricorn - female
  • aquarius - male
  • pisces - female
  • (that's ^ not really important, but if you want to know the genders of the signs i came up with, there they are.)
  • *
  • - previously on ''zodiac horror story''
  • ''virgo: this forest is scary as shit.
  • aquarius: your face is scary as shit.''
  • pisces: *screams*
  • cancer: PISCEEESSESEESS.''
  • - this time on ''zodiac horror story''
  • *
  • the signs are all traumatized by what just happened. did pisces die? is she still alive? who knows. the signs are sitting in taurus' tent, waiting for the perfect moment to come out.
  • taurus: well, aries, because i wanted to have a tent all for myself because i don't want to sleep with any of you in one tent. and it was really small and cute, i just had to buy it. couldn't resist.
  • cancer: then why are we in this tent and not in yours, aries? you have the biggest tent out of all of us.
  • aries: the tent is only meant for sagittarius and me.
  • scorpio: then don't fucking complain about being in the smallest tent. you are the one who doesn't want to share your big ass tent, so it's your fault that we are here, in this tent.
  • virgo: y'all know that we could easily move to my tent? my tent is the second biggest.
  • leo: what if the killer is outside?
  • aquarius: who the fuck said that there was a killer?
  • capricorn: she could've easily fell.
  • gemini: true, but can you also explain how she's gone all of the sudden and why she screamed so loudly?
  • aquarius: aliens.
  • sagittarius: guys, don't worry. she'll probably be back soon. gemini left too and here she is.
  • gemini: hehe.
  • libra: is pisces gone?
  • scorpio: *hits libra with a flashlight*
  • capricorn: so.. are we going to move from tent or what?
  • aquarius: i just want to sleep, man.
  • taurus: saaMEEEE.
  • cancer: should we just go outside and check if anything's outside?
  • virgo: yes.
  • leo: who's going first?
  • sagittarius: i will go first, i don't care 'bout shit.
  • sagittarius slowly peeks his head out. he crawls out of the tent.
  • sagittarius: no one's here! you all can come out!
  • everyone crawls out of the tent.
  • aquarius: hmm.. what time is it?
  • cancer: *grabs phone out of pocket* ehh.. 3:34 AM.
  • aquarius: OH MY GOD I WANT TO SLEEP.
  • scorpio: well, we aren't going to sleep until we find pisces. let's split up.
  • aries: what?! are you out of your fucking mind?!
  • virgo: why can't we just stick together..?
  • scorpio: if we split up, we have the chance to find pisces faster.
  • gemini: not if she's dead lol.
  • scorpio: she's not. she can't be.
  • capricorn: she can..
  • cancer: WE DON'T CARE. we're going to find her, whether she's alive or not. we can't just leave a friend behind.
  • sagittarius: well, she basically left us behind.
  • aquarius: can i just stay here and sleep?
  • taurus: yeah, can i stay here too?
  • scorpio: no.
  • cancer: wait, what if taurus and aquarius stay here and watch our stuff, and we are going to find pisces.
  • capricorn: good idea.
  • leo: can we just go already?
  • virgo: i ain't leaving if we are all going to split up. i don't want to go alone.
  • cancer: we ain't going alone. we're going in groups. you and capricorn will go that way, leo and libra that way, sagittarius and gemini that way and scorpio, aries and i will go that way.
  • virgo: ugh, fine.
  • cancer: great, let's go.
  • scorpio: and be careful y'all.
  • libra: yay, adventure!
  • all the groups are out in the woods, looking for pisces, not knowing where they are, or where to go. let's see how capricorn and virgo are doing out in the woods.
  • virgo: it's sooooo cold.
  • capricorn: i know.
  • virgo: why does this happen to us?! why, oh, why?!!!!!?!?!
  • capricorn: calm down! we're just going to walk around, head back and then we're just going to say that we didn't find pisces. end.
  • virgo: what!? i don't want to lie!
  • capricorn: well, too bad! pisces probably just left us because we didn't listen to her.
  • virgo: she wouldn't! she would've told me.
  • capricorn: maybe not.
  • virgo: she's my best friend. why wouldn't she?
  • capricorn: soo.. you're her best friend, still you don't want find her. okay.
  • virgo: what? who said that?
  • capricorn: you did. all you were worrying about is splitting up.
  • virgo: that's just because i'm afraid to go alone in the woods, okay?!
  • capricorn: you didn't even say anything when she went missing or when she screamed or when there was a blood trail on the ground.
  • virgo: i-i.. i don't know.
  • capricorn: of course you don't.
  • capricorn starts walking while virgo stands still, not knowing what to do or say.
  • capricorn: hurry the fuck up.
  • virgo: *sigh*
  • let's see how taurus and aquarius are doing.
  • taurus: i wish i had some pizza right now.
  • aquarius: oh my lord. why did you say that?!
  • aquarius: I'M HUNGRY NOW, THANKS.
  • taurus: i have chips in my bag if you want.
  • aquarius: yes please.
  • taurus walks over to his tent and grabs a bag of chips out of his bag.
  • taurus: *sing hallelujah*
  • aquarius: *sings with taurus*
  • taurus: do you want a drink?
  • aquarius: yes.
  • taurus: coke?
  • aquarius: yes!
  • taurus walks over to his tent again.
  • taurus: aqua, do you know where my mini-fridge thingy is?
  • aquarius: uhh.. no?
  • taurus: uughhhhh. someone probably stole it.
  • aquarius walks over to taurus to help him find it.
  • aquarius: uhhh.. maybe behind your tent?
  • they go behind the tent and they see a light in the distance.
  • taurus: hey, do you see that light too?
  • aquarius: yeah..
  • taurus: should we go to it?
  • aquarius: uhh.. i don't know man..
  • taurus: i'm going.
  • aquarius: w-what?!
  • taurus walks towards the light.
  • aquarius: fucking hell.
  • aquarius follows taurus.
  • taurus: heeyy, it's my mini-fridge and a flashlight!
  • taurus picks up the fridge and flashlight.
  • aquarius: phew.
  • aquarius walks back to the camp.
  • aquarius: *looks behind him* taur-taurus? what are you doing? why are you standing there? come on!
  • taurus falls on the ground with 4 knives in his back and one knife in the back of his head. he's.... dead.
  • aquarius: *screams*
  • scorpio: aquarius?
  • *
  • rest in peace taurus.. you will be missed..
  • *
  • stay tuned for part 3, and thanks for reading!

Poseidon skips stones over our ocean. He creates tsunamis that wash cities away, tear families apart.

Dionysus takes another drag from a smoke and exhales methane into our atmosphere. When he’s done he puts his cigarette out on a school, a church, an planned parenthood clinic.

When Aphrodite gets bored she sharpens her nails and and pokes holes in the ozone layer, letting the love we once had for our planet slip into her arms.

Athena sets her spear in the places that need it the least. The goddess of war can’t understand where the glory has gone. These bodies are no longer honoured, there are no heroes, only murders. No fighters, only deserters.

Zeus spits lightning onto Canada’s forests, creating the boldest, brightest, most unstoppable fires foresight has ever seen.

Prometheus spent 300 years chained to a mountain for his kindness to the human race.  

What have we done to repay him?

—  The Gods are getting bored of our foolish hands, (11/31)

u made this au like five billion years ago but i was like wait “PERFECT BOTTOM TJEFFS OPPORTUNITY RIGHT HERE???”

story time: tjeff was born into a good catholic family but the town was outcast plus he was pretty religious but one day,, this kid came to his church and befriended him,,, they became reALLY close and v gay w each other (they were basically each other first on everything) but alex moved away to the city (to pursuit his dreams),, and bc they live so far away,, thomas doesn’t know that alex was murdered

then one day, thomas sees alex in the forest and they have a fight™ and idk from here,,, alex turns into a demon???

U all: I want to raw a butthøle

Me: I want to escape civilization and live all alone in a forest log cabin and get murdered in cold blood by a bear after a week

Craic [Jimin]

{{ noun // news, gossip, fun, entertainment; an enjoyable conversation }}

Who even needs that many napkins?

Fluff. Restaurant AU. 1,307 words.

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Being a waitress sucks.

It’s been three months, and you’re still struggling with how to balance six different dishes on your arms without tripping and spilling. Also, you’d really appreciate it if customers gave a bigger tip. Or stopped taking out a bunch of napkins from the dispensers and then leaving a stack of unused ones behind.

Seriously, if people aren’t going to use them all, why do they always take out a gazillion of  them?

Trees are being killed for the sake of unused napkins? What a bunch of forest murderers.

“Excuse me, waitress!”

Sighing, you quickly turn your frown into a tight smile and waltz over to the customer’s table. “Yes, are you ready to order?”

Under other circumstances, you would be ogling this boy because oh man, he is probably one of the most handsome male specimens whom you had the pleasure of laying your eyes on. Granted, the six other boys sitting with him are extremely nice to look at as well, but he is just the embodiment of Adonis.

Keep reading

Hannibal Lecter found the child laying unconscious, covered in blood, scrapes and bruises, in the middle of the forest where he usually disposes his murder evidences. The area where the boy sprawled were covered with signs of a major struggle. Evidences of blood spatters and deep gouge marks on the dirt that looked like nail (or claw?) marks scattered around the general vicinity. A small humanoid-like doll, black as ink, antlers sprouting on top of its head, with creepy blank eyes, sat unassumingly, next to the boy as if guarding him from any predators. He could have left the boy alone (it’s not polite to poke into other people’s business) but curiosity got the best of him, so he took the small boy and the odd doll home with him.

Once home, Hannibal immediately tended to the young child’s wounds and cleaned the blood and dirt off of him as best as he could. Hannibal noticed that the boy looked underfed and sickly but he still appears to be pleasing to the eyes, petite and fae-like even (”Like Mischa”, whispered his inner subconscious), with a mop of warm chocolate curls and fair skin tinged pink. Hannibal assumed that the boy may be approximately around the age of four or five years old. He discovered that the young boy’s name is Will Graham based from the name tag that was stitched in the inside of the boy’s shirt collar. Hannibal left the boy to rest in his guest room and went down to the kitchen to prepare lunch for himself (with extras for Will, just in case he woke up).

It was not until late into the evening that Will finally gained consciousness. Hannibal was sitting in the living room near the fireplace with a book in hand when he heard the noise of soft footsteps coming down from the stairs. The light pitter patter stopped right in front of the living room door, going no further. Hannibal did not bother to acknowledge the boy’s presence and instead continued his reading unperturbed. He wanted the child to come to him, not the other way around. However, after forty minutes of undisturbed reading (and waiting), Hannibal decided to sneak a glance at the resolute child. Beautiful limpid-wet blue eyes greeted -stunned!- him immediately. The boy quickly averts his eyes downwards, brown curls flopping down to shield his eyes protectively, when he caught hold of Hannibal’s sneaking glances. Hannibal felt his resolve crumbled and got up to greet the child properly.

Hannibal walked up to the young ‘fae’ and crouched down to his eye level (in hopes to be able to look at those arresting blue eyes once again) and finally addressed him, “Hello, Will.”. The boy stayed silent, eyes still glued to the floor. Hannibal introduced himself to the boy, “My name is Hannibal Lecter. I am a medical intern at a nearby hospital. I tended to your injuries. How are you feeling?”. Silence. He patiently tried to engage with the small child again, “I found you in the forest this morning. You were alone and injured. Do you want to tell me what happened, Will?”. Another long stretch of silence. “Where is your mother and father? Do you know how to contact them, Will?” asked Hannibal. Again, Will remained quiet. There was a high possibility that the child might be traumatized thought Hannibal. “I can help you. Let me help you. Please trust me, Will” Hannibal all but plead. The only answer Will gave was a tiny sniffle and the tightening of his hold on the doll.

Hannibal finally noticed the doll that Will was tightly clinging on to. It was odd how he had failed to notice the presence of the doll while talking to Will all this while. He dismissed the random thought quickly and decided to change his tactics. “That is a very interesting doll you have there Will.” Will gave a tiny fidget. “What is it suppose to be by the way?”, prompted Hannibal. Nothing came out of Will for quite sometime and Hannibal was on the verge of giving up until, “Wendigo.”, whispered Will.

“Pardon?” said Hannibal in an even tone while expertly masking his surprise at the sound of Will’s small voice (how melodic).

The doll was clutched even tighter by the child (a form of self-comfort or…?). Suddenly, Will raised his head, face white as if leeched of all blood, staring at Hannibal straight on, pinning him on the spot with his wide teary eyes full of barely contained fear and stuttered, “W-wendigo. He eats people.”

Shocked at the display of sudden boldness and eerie statement, Hannibal remained rooted to the spot staring at doll in Will’s hands. Everything went deadly quiet and darkness seemed to creep into every corner of the room. The sun had gone down a long time ago, leaving the room with little light except from the fire burning from the fireplace. Hannibal kept his gaze on the white eyes of the little humanoid-doll which seems to glimmer and shine in an uncanny way, as if it was sentient. The occupants in the room stayed still for a long time until Hannibal broke the uncomfortable silence.

“Well, you don’t have to worry my dear child. We shall be best friends, your Wendigo and I.” said Hannibal, eyes glinting with secret malicious glee.



I dunno what happened man?! It started with a cute drawing of kid!Will with youngmedicalintern!Hannibal but then my brain went all “Dude! Write some fluffy shit down!” and I was like “Okie dokie artichokie!” and somehow the fluff turned into something with a young-Hannibal-is-still-a-cannibal, a spoopy wendigo doll and an innocent-traumatized-but also creepy-kid-Will! Someone please take my keyboard away from me! I am not a writer! Someone also take over this weird af fanfic! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Wings of Fire sentence starters
  • “There’s a tree. In the forest.”
  • “No way, a TREE in THE FOREST?”
  • “I order you not to die. Stop it.”
  • “I really think I’d be better at, like, advanced napping techniques.”
  • “You know we’re right over here, right? Don’t you want to hatch your evil plans somewhere more secretive?”
  • “You’d better be all right or I will tie you to a tree and cover you with hallucinogenic frogs.”
  • “You’re nonagoshabibble.”
  • “All right, I’ll wait another two thousand years to make jokes about my evilness.”
  • “I WON’T get upset! I want! to SEE! MOMMY KILL GRANDMA!”
  • “I guess I did threaten to slice off her face.”
  • “If they don’t catch you, then you’re not doing anything wrong, are you?
  • “That’s right. DIE, you little monster plants. May your roots always be thirsty and your seeds all meet a fiery death until you’re extinct forever! I HATE you!”
  • “Try not to talk or sneeze or fall asleep in the tunnel on the way there, all right?”
  • “I think they should rename the place Unnecessary Violent Overreaction.”
  • “All my life I have desperately wanted an ugly necklace.”
  • “Idiotic hopeful former self was very stupid.”
  • “I won’t be fragile. I refuse.”
  • “Yes, I am the notorious death monster.”
  • “You’re like eighteen thousand different kinds of untrustworthy.”
  • “Do what you like, but I’m not a big mushy ball of forgiveness like you are.”
  • "I like the one where we melt everyone’s eyeballs on our way out the door.”