#killings

Characters : Art the Clown (Terrifier), gn!reader

Warnings/CW : murder, torture, drugging, breaking bones, ripping off teeth, punching, tying up, stripping, stabbing, guns, tongue being cut out, a loooooot of blood, needles breaking inside, burning alive, more stuff I can't remember

A/N : sorry if it's short <333

Art disappears for days, hours at a time, because of his... hobbies. And you got used to it at this point. Art always comes home covered in blood, gifts you beating hearts and gifts you items that one belonged to victims, all the time. You were used to it.

Behind your house, you have an old shed. It was big, probably enough for someone to set up a living area in. Art used that shed to bring victims to to torture them, and used it to make up more of his sadistic weapons. He rarely used it for torturing tho. He'd only use the shed for bloodshed if he was close to the house and had no where else to do it at.

You're sat in the living room and it's 11pm, and you hear the door that opens your garage and to the backyard open. Minutes later, Art walks through the door, grinning down at you. "Hi baby," I smile. Art holds two pointer fingers up and leans back a little. He points at you then at himself, then points to the backyard. "You got one?" He nods excitedly and points to you and him again.

"You want me to join you?" He nods again, excitedly. You think about it and nod and shrug, and get up. Art gets jiddy and happy. "Hold it." You go to your room and put on some old clothes you don't mind getting some blood on and slip on some old black sneakers and come back to your boyfriend. He holds out his elbow and you hook your arm around his.

Art happily walks to the shed. He opens the door for you and gesters you in. You walk in to see a woman, passed out against a wall. Art walks in and closes and locks the door behind him, grinning. "Well that's unsafe." You kick the girl a bit and she falls limp to the side. Art brings out a chair from the corner. You pick the woman up and sit her on the chair. She had long brown hair and pale skin, in a pink tangtop and jean shorts. You strip her so she's only in her underwear and turn to Art. "Rope?" It takes him a second to reply as he stares at you, grinning. He gives you rope.

You tie her hands and feet to the chair, so tight it hurts- which is what you want. And cover her mouth with ductape. You look up at him. "Are you gunna do anything too or follow me tonight?" You step closer to him. Art points at you and pulls you in for a kiss. You kiss him back instantly.

From behind you, you hear muffled, panicked screams. You turn around to see the woman now awake, and fearful. You look at you and he looks at you, matching eachothers grin. You pull away from Art and walk closer to the woman. You grab a fistful of her hair and pull her head back. "Keep her here." You tell Art and he walks over, holding her head up by her hair. You grab a small knife and walk up to her. You tear the ductape off her and force her mouth open. She fought back, but not too hard since she's still recovering from whatever drugs Art gave her. You reach in and grab her tongue, cutting it with the small knife. You slowly cut her tongue off, the woman screaming throughout all of this. She choked on her own blood, spitting some back into your face, a lot running down her chin and neck. She cried and screamed, as best as she could choking on her own blood.

You pull her tongue out and throw it somewhere in the dark-ish shed room. Art looks at you the whole time, his eyes flickering between the bloody scene and your face. He throws her head forward, his hands leaving her hair. Art grabs a bigger knife and stabs her wrist, barely missing the rope. The woman screams and chokes out more of her blood, thrashing around a bit. Art moves the knife around in her, making her scream more.

You grab a hammer, striking her on the cheek once and twice and more until you see a couple teeth fall out of her mouth, more blood leaving her mouth. Her cheek is swelled a little, indicating that her cheekbone broke. Her screams get weaker and weaker. You give the bloody hammer to Art and he strikes her again on her already broken cheekbone. He strikes her in the jaw, breaking it immediately. And she jumps and wails out in pain again.

You go to a set of drawers and pull out a handful of syringes and two small tubs of medication. Paralyzing medication and adrenalin. You place the empty syringes on the table, grabbing one and put the paralyzing medicine in it. You pull her head to the side and inject her. Once the medicine is fully drained in her, you shove the needle fully in her neck and twisting it roughly until the needle snaps inside her, causing her to yelp. You turn around and Arts standing a foot away from you, syringe in hand, full of the adrenalin medication. You gester him to go ahead and inject her, in the neck but a different stop. Art injects her rougher than you did, breaking the needle into her too, silently laughing at her pain.

You hand Art a hammer, eyeballing her wrists. Art grins and nods at you and does a "gotcha" movement. He shatters her wrist, her body not moving but her eyes scrunching up and closing and tearing up in pain. Her head hangs to the side, her mouth open, still bleeding. Art kneels down and shatters her ankles too. He leaves the hammer on the floor and you grab the knife from the woman's wrist.

You stab her chest and stomach over and over again. Art walks up and grabs a gun, firing it a couple times at her thighs and legs. After a while- what feels like almost an hour- you two stop cutting and shooting her up, just staring at her. Her chest is still moving. The adrenalin is working wonders. You look down at her knocked out teeth on the floor and pick them up. You shove them down her throat, forcing her to swallow them and punch her in the face. Her nose starts bleeding, her eyes tearing up more in pain. You step back and look at her.

"Grab her." Art unties the woman and carries her outside, following you. You grab gasoline and matches. Art throws her on the grass, blood pooling around her. You pour gasoline on her and step back with Art, giving him the matches. He happily takes them and lights her on fire. Art pulls you in, kissing you hard. You wrap your bloody arms around his neck as you two make out, Arts bloody hands gripping onto your shirt. The woman lays motionless, thanks to the paralyzing medicine, as she burns alive in your backyard. You two keep kissing, blood on both of your faces.

Thankfully you two don't live around people, so no police were called that night. You two had a fun night, even after the murder. You two dump what's left of her after leaving her to burn somewhere the next day.

Joel Kinnaman and James Purefoy in Altered Carbon (2018) Out of the Past

S1E1

In a distant future, in a dystopic society where people's consciousness and memories are stored in devices and then resleeved into another body, the Alcatraz prisoner Takeshi Kovacs is awakened 250 years after his death. He has recollections of his and his beloved companion Ava's deaths, and soon, he learns that the upper-class millionaire Laurens Bancroft is responsible for his awakening in a body of a strong man to investigate who has killed him.

Hamas kills aid workers and hungry Palestinians, and the media slanders Israel

Hamas terrorists threw grenades at a food distribution site managed by the American-sponsored Gaza Humanitarian Foundation (GHF) on July 5, wounding two American aid workers. Hamas has placed a bounty on the GHF’s security personnel, as well as its aid workers, some of whom are local Gazans. Moreover, videos on social media show Hamas thugs beating Gazans, shooting their legs and even murdering Palestinians who dare accept GHF food.

Clearly, Hamas is desperate to prevent the GHF from providing free food to hungry Gazans, since the group’s operation mortally threatens Hamas’s immensely profitable black market. The terrorists steal food aid, keep supplies for themselves and then put the remainder on local markets at exorbitant prices.

Media outlets such as The Washington Post, The New York Times, the Associated Press, CNN and the BBC have cited claims, since disproven, of dozens of Palestinians at a time being killed near the GHF distribution sites.