°:•𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐄•:° An original character crafted for various verses. Australian surfer turned siren by an ancient bloodline curse. 22. Fandom & era flexible. Written by #𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐞. ♡ + ↺

𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀 𝐋𝐄𝐄 An original character crafted for various verses. The youngest of the Lee siblings. 19. Freelance painter. Written by #𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐞 ♡ + ↺

Michael silently kept his pose while the surfer took a few pictures, then gave him a slow nod before putting his knife away. He does wonder why he thought that he was a cosplayer, which was interesting but in a case like this. The Shape was going to let it slide, for now.

:| Fun fact, while I was writing Michael's confrontation with Manx or anytime that he stalked someone. This is my go-to, when it comes to Michael's music. www.youtube.com/watch?v=leTm...

Michael's obscured eyes were locked on the man, he slightly tilted his head at the snow that fell from the darkened sky. The dream demon told him about the man's powers, good for him to know that it was true. The Shape breathed heavily as he kept walking towards him, his body was numb to the cold-

Michael's grip on his knife grew tighter to the point that his knuckles were white, he killed his sister a long time ago. So the joke's on him, as much as that remark would've scathed any other person. That meant nothing to the shape, even the dream demon's remarks were more scathing than that.

Michael slowly nods, before carefully using his left hand to pull out his knife and rose it up. Seemingly making a pose like he was about to stab the surfer, and as for the caked gore on the blade. That's just 'paint', don't mind that.

Michael slowly nodded, and his right hand slowly turned into a thumbs up before placing it back down. His outfit wasn't a cosplay, but he'll take the compliment regardless since he has came across surfers paying a few visits around Haddonfield every now and then. The Shape sees a new friend in him.

Michael silently ignored his warning, the shape was going to do more than just try his patience. He's inhumanely patient, his grip on the knife grew tighter while he was briskly treading closer and closer towards him. His obscured eyes, were practically locked on Charlie.

Michael slowly turned his head, towards the surfer. Silently taking note of the hand gesture, he used his right hand to hold out his thumb and pinky. Mainly out of curiosity, he'll take the compliment on his usual wear though.

Michael's breathing grew heavy, with cold rage while the grip on the handle to his knife tightened while his gait grew brisk. The demon told him all about this man, how he tried to take on of his kids. He has been watching him, examining each and every move the man took. He waited for this moment.

Michael turned his head towards the distant car, that was far from the woods that he walked through. Finally the shape had found him, his heavily obscured eyes were locked on the man near the car while walking towards him. His breathing turned heavy under his mask, then readied his knife.

Michael soundlessly took note, that the man wasn't afraid of him despite the uneasiness that the other felt. That was interesting to him, the shape's breathing didn't change as he tilted his head once more. He tried a beer once, but the only thing it did was dull his senses just a little bit.

𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦...

Michael silently tilts his head back up, and slowly lifts his left hand up to wave at him. His eyes were obscured due to the white William Shatner mask, that was over his head.

Michael was silently watching the other man, outside the window to Johnny's living quarters and slowly tilted his head. The dream demon has told him, about the leader of Eagle Fang before the shape traveled all the way to California. His breathing was soft, underneath his mask.

That's when I thought to myself "Don't think, Willie. Act." 🛹Julie and the Phantoms AU, but crossover friendly 🛹Skater 🛹Survived the car crash that killed his mom 🛹Sees dead people 🛹Severely claustrophobic 🛹bio dad is @starsdont-fall.bsky.social penned by #Agent

Michael's muffled, yet heavy breathing reverberated throughout the timeline before he slowly began walking out of the shadows. His hands were caked in gore, along with his butcher knife. He heard the voice of Manx not too far from where he was, the shape wasted no time to track the location down.

𝐒𝐘𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒 An original character crafted for the Cobra Kai verse. Daughter of Mike Barnes. Younger sister of Max & Jax. 19. College freshman & Eagle Fang karate student. Written by #𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐞 ♡ + ↺

Michael was already silently walking towards the back of the building, cladded within shadows and the only sound from the rustling of the grass that'd locate either how far or close the shape is, was his heavy muffled breathing under his mask. He wasn't going to let himself be seen just yet, and he-

Michael silently, and slowly turned around and walked away from the basement window. However, his boots could be seen creeping past the other window while the grass rustled underneath him. She wasn't wrong, Michael was indeed watching her very closely.

Michael was silently standing within the shadows near the basement window of her building, softly breathing underneath his mask. Instinctively, the shape sensed that there was something brewing when he heard the woman's laboratory equipment. His left hand clenched the knife handle tightly.

Michael silently glanced towards the child inside the cage, and he tilted his head to the right. His breathing remained the same, his dark eyes were obscured within his pale mask while his dry gore covered hands remained at his side.

𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆: 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆. 🎄 Father Christmas' beloved Sugarplum, first born daughter & princess of Christmasland...Millie Manx. Forever 14. The most vicious of the Manx children. Written by #Gᴀʟᴜꜱᴄᴀ RT & ♡ or else. RP info threads below ⬇️

Michael's just silently watching within the woods, breathing softly underneath his mask. Slowly, he tilted his head as he listened and watched everything that was occurring in front of his eyes. What was going on, he thought. This wasn't the Fred Krueger that brought him here that he knew..

𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦, 𝘐 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘸, 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵, 𝘐 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥...

🤙Surf life all day, every day! 🤙 Kai Warneki 》Topanga Karate's star student 》Son of a 2x All Valley Champ 》Totally rad surfer, brah! 》Cute, loyal & kinda dumb 》It's your Gal, #Gᴀʟᴜꜱᴄᴀ RT & ♡ for the most excellent dude!

Michael silently kept walking, though he heard more of her guards hastily making their way towards the front yard of the headquarters. Carefully he took a turned to the left toward the woods and kept walking, the shape's figure slowly returning into the darkness just before the guards were there.

Michael slowly tilted his head back up, then glanced over his shoulder at the shadowed woods. Unbeknownst to Elizabeth, he found one of her men and slowly crushed the man's throat when the man was on his way to the headquarters, and watched their life slip away before finding the building. He slowly

♡•. Danny Brooks .•♡ “ it’s one thing after another after another , you don’t GET IT . . . ! “ • former orphan * gray brooks’ “mini me” • delinquent * fandomless OC • 18 - 19 yrs old * more info to come soon • one of #SmolHunterAngel’s bubs •

Michael remained where he stood, silently studying the building from afar. His obscured eyes within his mask locked on the woman that was looking in her file cabinet through the window, his breathing grew heavier as he slowly tilts his head to the right.

Michael was silently watching from a safe distance, breathing softly underneath his mask. His left hand clenched the gore covered butcher knife tightly while his soft breathing grew heavy, the sound of it reverberated throughout the cold air. He remained in the shadows, but he was very much there.

♡•. Jackson Keller .•♡ “ i could tell you some stories . . . “ • former supernatural hunter * streamer • fandomless OC * @mitislotus.bsky.social’s roommate • more info to come soon * one of #SmolHunterAngel’s bubs *

𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓 An original character crafted for the horror verse. Infamous hunter of the supernatural. 34. Written by #𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐞. ♡ + ↺

"𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝙼𝚈 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗!"   𝐃𝐑. 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝟹𝟼, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚄𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝙼𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝, 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚎/𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚕. 𝙼𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝙲 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚢, 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛. ♡ & ⟲

𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐇 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 An original character crafted for various verses. Fandom & era flexible. Written by #𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐞. More info below. ♡ + ↺

“ℌ𝔬𝔭𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔤𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣. 𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔢𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔣 𝔦𝔫𝔫𝔢𝔯 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔱𝔥.”

𝐦𝐞𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐲. 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞.

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤˏ ☙ ::𝐕𝐈͟𝐂͟𝐓𝐎𝐑 ╱ 𝖮𝖢 ◝ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠 , ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙. ㅤㅤ #FandomlessOC / #RP / Ships with chem

𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐨𝐬. 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐞.

ᴋᴜᴍɪᴋᴏ ᴛᴀɴᴀᴋᴀ. ᴀ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴏᴋɪɴᴀᴡᴀ. ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪɴᴅ. ᴋᴀʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏʙʀᴀ ᴋᴀɪ ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ.

𝐚𝐥𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬.

𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍 An original character crafted for various horror verses. 21. Vampire. Monica’s younger sister, plotting her revenge one cold, calculated move at a time. Written by #𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐞. ♡ + ↺