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With a growl, Evan reached out and grabbed both Slashers by the backs of their shirts. Holding them each up and out at arms reach, he asked, “Are you two done acting like spoiled children?"

Crossing his arms, Danny hissed, “Don’t you even fucking start, Chuckles…”

“This is humiliating,” Amanda seethed.

This month was the month....I joined a dead fandom...😞😞

Where is the school for good and evil (BOOK) fandom??

Y'all, I wonder if Daniel Matthews ever thought about his father during and after the trap. He probably thought his father left him for dead during the trap and felt it was a burden being related to him. Then Kerry and Rigg break the news to Daniel in the hospital that his father actually did love him and was worried sick about him, and that his father beat Jigsaw just to find him. How did Daniel react when the police told him that his father died by getting his head crushed by ice? Was he happy, nonchalant, or did he feel some kind of guilt? Maybe he did feel slightly sad.

It just crosses my mind from time to time lol.

Well.. I'm sorry I have to break this to you buddy..

Y'all, I wonder if Daniel Matthews ever thought about his father during and after the trap. He probably thought his father left him for dead during the trap and felt it was a burden being related to him. Then Kerry and Rigg break the news to Daniel in the hospital that his father actually did love him and was worried sick about him, and that his father beat Jigsaw just to find him. How did Daniel react when the police told him that his father died by getting his head crushed by ice? Was he happy, nonchalant, or did he feel some kind of guilt? Maybe he did feel slightly sad.

It just crosses my mind from time to time lol.

Either way he's dead. Lol. If he survived Amanda, Hoffman gets him, if he survived Hoffman, Lawrence gets him. He will get hunted by jigsaw and his apprentices. He's a pawn in game of chess. Someone used to manipulate others. So Cheerios.

Y'all, I wonder if Daniel Matthews ever thought about his father during and after the trap. He probably thought his father left him for dead during the trap and felt it was a burden being related to him. Then Kerry and Rigg break the news to Daniel in the hospital that his father actually did love him and was worried sick about him, and that his father beat Jigsaw just to find him. How did Daniel react when the police told him that his father died by getting his head crushed by ice? Was he happy, nonchalant, or did he feel some kind of guilt? Maybe he did feel slightly sad.

It just crosses my mind from time to time lol.

Uh. Well.. people die. And new people get born. It's the cycle of life. Even if your dad was alive, he's still going to die.. Although he might've died differently, we're all going to the grave. So..try to spend time with the people you love and doing stuff you love, as long as it doesn't hurt you or anyone. :)

Y'all, I wonder if Daniel Matthews ever thought about his father during and after the trap. He probably thought his father left him for dead during the trap and felt it was a burden being related to him. Then Kerry and Rigg break the news to Daniel in the hospital that his father actually did love him and was worried sick about him, and that his father beat Jigsaw just to find him. How did Daniel react when the police told him that his father died by getting his head crushed by ice? Was he happy, nonchalant, or did he feel some kind of guilt? Maybe he did feel slightly sad.

It just crosses my mind from time to time lol.

A wise person once said "life goes onion, onion, onion, onion"- Oliver tree LMAOO. Also, ur dad's department is definitely hiding tons of shit from u lol.

Y'all, I wonder if Daniel Matthews ever thought about his father during and after the trap. He probably thought his father left him for dead during the trap and felt it was a burden being related to him. Then Kerry and Rigg break the news to Daniel in the hospital that his father actually did love him and was worried sick about him, and that his father beat Jigsaw just to find him. How did Daniel react when the police told him that his father died by getting his head crushed by ice? Was he happy, nonchalant, or did he feel some kind of guilt? Maybe he did feel slightly sad.

It just crosses my mind from time to time lol.

Ur right, ur right. Sorry lol

Y'all, I wonder if Daniel Matthews ever thought about his father during and after the trap. He probably thought his father left him for dead during the trap and felt it was a burden being related to him. Then Kerry and Rigg break the news to Daniel in the hospital that his father actually did love him and was worried sick about him, and that his father beat Jigsaw just to find him. How did Daniel react when the police told him that his father died by getting his head crushed by ice? Was he happy, nonchalant, or did he feel some kind of guilt? Maybe he did feel slightly sad.

It just crosses my mind from time to time lol.

Y'all, I wonder if Daniel Matthews ever thought about his father during and after the trap. He probably thought his father left him for dead during the trap and felt it was a burden being related to him. Then Kerry and Rigg break the news to Daniel in the hospital that his father actually did love him and was worried sick about him, and that his father beat Jigsaw just to find him. How did Daniel react when the police told him that his father died by getting his head crushed by ice? Was he happy, nonchalant, or did he feel some kind of guilt? Maybe he did feel slightly sad.

It just crosses my mind from time to time lol.

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Draw your dilf like this Ig. LMAOOO this was an ad btw 💋💋💋

Y'all I'm back into my Michael afton phase. (I keep switching in between fictional crushes) So I'm going to write some head canons for him. Cause people see him as a rockstar fuck boy bully who's a jackass and the most handsome/popular boy in school. Sooo this is how I see him 🥰🥰

Michael afton head canons!!

He's bi. He sees hot punk woman and like: DAYUMMM. Then he sees his best friends and he's like: OHHHHH

He's a nerd. I mean. Come on guys. His dad is a business man. So obviously he was like: "if u fail math. I'm gonna shove a calculator up your ass." And then Michael is like : "😦".

He does play an instrument. Probably guitar and drums. And he is trying to make a band. Usually he and his friends play in Simon and Anissa's basement. (Anissa is chica bro, Simon is just a college student who is her brother)

He's not only a nerd. But a geek or a dork. Idk. He plays DND and he reads marvel comics and he likes math.

He skateboards. Like any time anywhere. Just likes it.

ABSOLUTELY hates dogs. Cause when he was 12. A Chihuahua absolutely ripped his shin and ever since then..he hated them. And is absolutely terrified of them.

He sucks at flirting. But his dorkiness got him two bad bitches. He also doesn't know how.

He started bullying Evan after Elizabeth's demise. Cause he says "it's Evan's fault he should've taken care of Liz". Even though it was Michael's responsibility to take care of his elementary school siblings.

His hair isn't long but isn't short. It's messy and he usually keeps it back by a metal hairband.

His go-to outfit is jean shorts and the grey tank top. 💀💀

He screams like a girl.

He's an artist, and he usually draws people around him.

He nags alot. Like alot.

He's definitely a golden retriever boy. He's all jumpy and smiley.

He smiles with his teeth and he probably has either dimples or freckles. Maybe both

He has tons of scars from dumb accidents or small injuries, usually on his legs.

He absolutely loves winter. Cause he gets to throw snow at his friends and no school. But he loves summer more.

He's the type of person to eat tons of junk food and not gain any weight. So he eats a lot.

He has braces. He says he needs them because he took his father's British teeth.

He prefers his mom's side of the family.

He was named after his grandfather, William's dad.

He's the type of person to text you "I FELL DOQWN THE STAIRS."

He has multiple bracelets and hairbands on him, cause "what if someone needs one!!"

Even though he has a skateboard and prefers a skateboard. He has a bike.

he loves chewing gum and popsicles. But he hates how fast they melt.

If you and him have never spoken and he randomly finds you walking down the street and he's bored. WELL! You're his friend now, whether you like it or not!

He's extremely extroverted, but he's bad at making friends somehow.

He's the type of person to gasp when he thinks of something great. Like "GASP! What if..." Y'know?

He's not the athletic person. He doesn't have abs or anything. But he's lean and his body in good shape because he helps his dad with the heavy metal and fixing the animatronics.

I don't think he ever thinks about sex. Most of the time just "DND..did I do my math homework..oh yeah..yeah I did..did I feed Elizabeth? No. Who cares..she'll feed herself. WAIT....where's my watch..? Oh it's on my wrist..forgot." I think that's what goes on in his brain most of the time

He's definitely a virgin. He stayed a virgin until he reached college. And he stayed a virgin until he died.

I think that's it. Idk tho. But here's my view of Michael afton!!! AHHHHHHH

Do people still even read fanfictions??? Cause I feel like half the people use C.ai or other stuff like that. I mean, I can't be talking shit. Especially since I barely write and I also use ai. But I mean..?? Do people still read? Genuine 6, not being rude or anything.

New saw poster just dropped

THIS!!!!!! LIKEE ITS OBVIOUS HES BI! BUT LAWRENCE?? HE GIVES OFF "I'm gay, but I'm too scared to talk about it"

Is Adam Faulkner-Stanheight really the token SAW gay the community thinks he is, or can we as a collective just not accept the reality of Lawrence Gordon being the REAL token gay?

Adam flirts w rockstar looking girls he sees in the hallway of his apartment and dates crunchy vegan chicks. Lawrence willingly cheats on his stunning, perfect, 10/10, beautiful wife and gently caresses the face of the scandalously young men he shoots in dinghy bathrooms. Which one of those sounds gayer?

He’s not the homo we want, but he’s the homo we deserve.

Mr X stands in the middle of the main hall. He stares as Claire enters and runs back where she came from. He doesn't react and follows her..

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Claire mutters as another licker spawns from the deepest part of hell, she tries to dodge but instead she gets licked by it...ew..and ouch..she can hear Mr X's footsteps..and the uh.. ambience music..She still doesn't know where it's coming from..

She dodges the licker and continues running, now with Mr X and the licker chasing her, she knows Mr X will lose her eventually..and the licker will give up after a few seconds. She rushes down the stairs, then she turns and enters the chief's office. She hears footsteps..then a soft sigh, then someone going up the stairs. She opens the door.

"Claire left." A deep voice mumbles. Mr X walks up the stairs, he then turns and notices Claire. She smiles awkwardly.

"Hey! Claire you still have to return magic 101!" He walks back down, Claire shuts the door.

"Awh..she left." He mutters again. Claire sighs in relief, she turns around and flinches..how..uh..did he get in here..?

"Leon..?" She asks softly, Leon turns around with his gun.

"Claire! It's so good to see you!" He smiles and lowers his gun. He walks over to her.

"How'd you get here?" She asks with a smile. Leon looks around and shrugs.

"I honestly don't know.." He chuckles. He turns and stares at the office.

I don't even remember this place, in all honesty." He says. Claire slowly nods.

"Well, it's still nice to-" She gets cut off by a loud smash, she turns around and notices Mr X has broken through the wall. Her eyes widen in fear, she turns and runs to the other door of the chief's office, she runs and notices that Leon suddenly disappeared..did the tyrant get him..? She turns and stares in absolute horror. The tyrant had Leon's head in his hand, he was slowly squeezing. Leon was trying to fight him off..but it's no use..

Claire starts shooting in an attempt to help..but her ammo finished..she stares in horror as the tyrant crushes Leon's head. A loud crush echoes through the place. In the tyrant's hand was Leon's crushed head and limp body, the tyrant's hand all bloody, and bits of brain on the top of his fist. He lets go of Leon's crushed head. Claire gets a second to see the gore. 

Leon's head was crushed like a can. His head is popped from the top, his brain all mushed and on the ground. His eye rolls out of it's socket and onto the ground, then blood slowly forms a pool around his head. Claire stares at his body for a few seconds, she's absolutely shocked and terrified. She feels tears prick her eyes, then she hears footsteps..and realizes that the tyrant hasn't left..he's walking after her.

She gasps and runs, she runs fast..but it feels like she isn't running at all. She tries to run faster though, she feels like she's making it..she then feels a hand on her shoulder. She turns around slowly and the tyrant is standing there staring at her. Her eyes widen in absolute horror, it slowly reaches out for her head..

"No.." She whispers, she tries to run faster and faster, but to no avail. She feels his hand wrapping around her head. She sobs and screams.

"Claire!" Chris yells staring at her. Claire stares up at him, she's terrified, sweaty, and out of breath.

"You alright..?" Chris asks softly, staring at his sister. He's obviously worried and concerned. Claire stares at Chris before bursting into tears and hugging him.

Stabbed to death <3

.ೃ࿔*:･ Warnings: Gore, blood, murder, Danny Johnson, I think that's it idk.

You stare at ghostface's white mask as you sit on his lap. You frown, as Danny slowly strokes your back. You were nervous, definitely. You had a bad feeling in your stomach. Danny definitely sensed that because he leaned in and whispered to you..

"It's fine, sweetheart. You'll be fine." He reassures you, making you feel a fake sense of security. He grabs your hips and pulls you closer, your chest hitting his. You sigh softly, and you put your head on his shoulder in a loving manner. You hear him shuffling under you. Which makes you wonder, what's he looking for? He suddenly chuckles, which makes you slightly worried again. Suddenly you feel something sharp on your back. Realizing what was happening far too late, you open your mouth to argue, when a scream rips out of your throat.

"Shh, sweetheart. We don't want the neighbors to hear." He laughs. You grip his body, gasping for air as the knife lunges into your back once more. You scream again, feeling an excruciating pain in your back. He pulls the knife out and drags it on your back.

"Such a good girl, taking the pain so well" he mumbles, you sob and close your eyes tightly. Danny laughs and stabs it into your back once more. You sob, softly begging him to stop. He laughs harder, ignoring your pleas for mercy, and continues to lunge the knife into your back.

Blood is gushing out of your wounds, staining your shirt with the red liquid. You can feel your shirt sticking onto your body, due to the blood. You start coughing, tasting blood in your mouth. He pulls you back by your hair. You cry out in pain, and you reach up to hold his hand. You stare at his white screaming mask.

He slowly admires his work, your shirt bloodstained and stuck onto your body, your face tearstained, the blood in your hair, and your horrified expression. He smiles sadistically under his mask, the fun is just getting started...

He throws you onto the ground. You gasp, the impact causing all the air to leave your lungs. He straddles you, you try to fight back. But the pain from the stab wounds is too much. He stabs your shoulder. You scream but instead of telling you to shut up, he straight up slaps you. The force from the blow making your head snap to the side. You stop screaming, you turn to look at him.

He stares at your stupid expression. He stabs your stomach, then he starts to slowly carve into your stomach, the sound of flesh ripping and blood splattering filling the air. You sobbed, screamed, and begged for mercy, begging him to just let you die. But sadly, Danny's a cruel, sadistic man, who takes pleasure in your suffering. He continues to take his time, savoring your screams and sobs, and making you feel your insides being torn apart.

Danny laughs and finally, puts you out of your misery by cutting your throat. He gets up and admires his work. Your were now a bloody mess, your intestines spilling out onto the ground, shirt stained and sticky, tears staining your cheeks, and your blood covering the couch and the floor.

Danny gets up and stares at you. "You are going to be the best article, sweetheart." He laughs as he takes a photo of your mutilated body. He can't wait to see you tomorrow.

Wanted to post this earlier, but had to change so much 😭😭 I'm still not satisfied tbh.

Part 1

Part 2

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It's been about..you don't know. You don't have a watch. But it's been so long. (Since last I've seen my son lost to this monster THE MAN BEHIND THE SLAUGHTER). It feels like months or years. You frown.

You both are bored, and you're pretty sure ghostie is asleep. You sigh and stare at the wall. You honestly haven't tried escaping or doing anything else. Do you want to escape? Yes, absolutely. Do you know how?...No. 

You think for a moment, finally you decide to untie the restraints around your wrists, or at least try to.

You fidget around with the rope, after a while, you finally succeed in untying something. You're surprised it even worked.

"Stop fidgeting around with my hands." Ghostface suddenly says, his voice is drowsy and deep. He clearly just woke up, or you clearly woke him up. You stop for a moment.

"You sound like you just woke up." You respond. He yawns and scoffs.

"You woke me up, I could've slept more" He rolls his eyes and you frown. 

"I think I untied your wrists. Check." You tell him, he hums and tugs on his wrists. 

"You didn't untie them, just loosened them up." He tells you, you nod and sigh. Maybe, if you untie him, he'll untie you, and then you both escape. You smirk and nod. You start fidgeting around with the rope again. He groans and rolls his eyes as he feels you fidget with his wrists.

You bite your lip as you work. Your wrists are definitely scratched from all the moving. After about fifteen minutes of scratching your wrists and breaking your nails, you finally succeed. You gasp. He slowly removes his hands from behind his back.

"You are a miracle worker." He mumbles as he stares at his wrists. You laugh softly. He gets up grabs his knife and mask, then walks to the basement door. You stare at him with a frown, isn't he going to help you?

"Aren't you going to help me?" You ask slowly, he puts his mask on and turns to face you. He chuckles.

"Nope. Sorry, sweet cheeks." He shrugs and laughs. He turns to the door and you stare at him, feeling betrayed. He slowly grabs the doorknob...but he doesn't turn the it.

"...aren't you going to beg me to stop..?" He asks quietly...you frown.

"If I did..you won't turn to help me.." you respond. He nods and sighs..he turns and walks towards you. You notice him unsheathe his knife, your eyes widen in fear. He's going to kill you..

He walks closer and cuts the restraints on your wrists. Oh. You remove your wrists from behind your back and stare at him.

"Thank you" you mumble. He sighs and nods. You get up, you both walk to the door.

"We were kidnapped by...I don't know, some people" He finally answers you. Your eyes go wide.

"What!?" You asked angrily. this fucking asshole!

"I know, I know, sweetheart. You have tons of questions.. don't ask me though, I also don't know." He chuckles and sighs. You frown and stare at the wall, trying to think of something.

"you fucki-" You wanted to curse and yell at him, but you got cut off.

"I said no questions!" He barks at you. You roll your eyes, while thinking 'this asshole'.

"Fine! What's your real name, Mr ghostface?" You ask, even though he said not to. He groans and slouches.

"None of your goddamn business." He scoffs and rolls his eyes. You sigh out of frustration and anger.

You both sit in silence. You're contemplating what to do next. He's wondering if he can get his knife and kill you. He hums and stares at the desk Infront of him, he spots his knife and mask. He smirks and slowly scoots his chair closer to the desk.

"What're you doing?" You ask, you hear the chair shuffling even more. Then you hear a loud thud and an 'FUCK OW!'. You stay silent, then you start laughing.

"DON'T LAUGH!" he yells at you, his voice slightly muffled due to his face being pressed onto the ground. Instead of listening, you laugh even harder.

"What..what were you trying to achieve?" You laugh, he groans and frowns. You laugh some more, he just sighs and curses under his breath.

"What's going on down there!?" A voice yells. You stop laughing...that wasn't you..or ghostface..

"Fuck.." Ghostface mumbles. You're confused and scared. You hear footsteps coming closer and suddenly a door opens. A bright light engulfs the basement. You squint your eyes and look towards the door.

There stands a big ass man. He's built like a brick wall and he has the most ugliest/terrifying face ever. He has a ginger beard and tons of tattoos on his arms. He stares at the both of you, he frowns as he notices ghostie on the ground.

"Whatcha doing there, twink?" He asks angrily, ghostface groans and rolls his eyes. Hulk didn't seem to like that much, he walks over and literally picks up ghostface from the chair he's tied to. He sits ghostie up, walks to the desk, grabs a cloth, and walks over. He puts the cloth on ghostface's mouth, you heard alot of cursing and yelling from ghostface before he blacked out.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." Hulk grumbles. During that whole process, you were just staring Infront of you, afraid of that big ass man. The man stares at you, then he walks back upstairs.

"Did he leave..?" Ghostface asks, you flinch.

"H-how!? Didn't he drug you or something!?" You question him, confused. Ghostie laughs.

"That cloth had nothing on it. Meathead over there thought it did." He laughs some more. You just sit there, still shaken up and confused.

You slowly wake up. Your head is aching and your throat is sore. You look around. Where the fuck were you..? you're in some kind of basement..

"...w-what.." You mumble confused, you don't remember how you got here....

"Well, good morning, sunshine" A voice suddenly says, cutting off your train of thought. You flinch slightly.

"Who's there!?" You ask panicked.

"Behind you, dumbass."The voice says annoyed. You try to turn around, but then you realize that you're tied to a chair. You're even more confused now.

"I'm..tied to a chair.." you mumble.."Who..Who are you!? Did you kidnap me!?" You say angrily, you're slightly scared. The voice sighs and mocks you.

"'diD yUo kiDnaP m-'. NO, If I was the one who kidnapped you, I wouldn't be tied up too, sweetheart." He says annoyed. He sighs again and slouches slightly, you can feel the back of his head hitting yours.

"And do you seriously not remember me? Maybe it's because I don't have my mask and voice modulator on.." He mumbled. You try to think of who it could be. You don't know, honestly. And your brain ain't helping, you don't remember shit from yesterday.

"Uh..no..who are you?" You ask awkwardly, he sighs in annoyance again. 

"Uh..I can't really say.." He responds..you deadpan, that didn't help much did it..?

"...ok?? Well, do you know how we got here..?" You ask, trying to get something..an answer out of him.

"Yeah! And it was your fuckin fault!" He snapped. You frowned slightly, you didn't even know this man and he's accusing you of getting you both stuck here.

"What!? How is it my fault, asshole!?" You asked, annoyed.

"Well, I was trying to kill you. BUT you-" He starts speaking, but you cut him off.

"WHAT!? What do you mean trying to kill me!?" You gasped, you scowl and try to think about it. Then you remember the first half of last night, getting a call at 2 am. 

"HEY! you're that asshole with the knife! Uh.. ghostface! Fuck you!" You yelled at him. He chuckles and sighs again.

"NO, fuck you for getting us here. I was happily chasing you. BUT THEN you decided to act all brave and run out the house into the forest. And you thought it was a great fucking idea to SCREAM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FOREST late at night, which was really fucking dumb"

He argued back, which did shut you up for a moment. He rolls his eyes, and you stare at the wall Infront of you. Then you smack his head with the back of your head, since y'all are tied back to back.

"OW, The fuck was that for!?" He frowned, and you sighed.

"That didn't explain how I was the one who caused this." You replied with a smirk, kinda happy that you hit him. He mumbles something under his breath.

"Your screaming caused them to notice us and capture us, sweet cheeks" He rolled his eyes. You're now even more confused, and annoyed.

"Who's them..?" You softly asked. He groans and smacks your head with his. You frown.

"You're dumb. But think of the worst person you could imagine." He nods with a smirk. You gasp in shock and horror.

"We were kidnapped by cannibals!?" You screeched (like a pterodactyl, caw caw)

"OW, my fuckin ears, sweet cheeks. Lower that tone. But no. It's worse." He slowly nods again. You gasp once more.

"Is..is it..Satan!? We were kidnapped by the devil!?" You gasped. He sighs, annoyed.

"If I kidnapped us, why would I be tied up, love? Think logically" He shakes his head in annoyance. You deadpan and roll your eyes.

"You're not-"

"YES I AM! IM THE DEVIL!" He yells at you. You didn't even finish the goddamn sentence. You grimaced and sighed.

"Tell me who kidnapped us!" You argued, getting fed up with his childish behavior.

"Fine..we were kidnapped by.."