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whiskehorange · 1 year

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How the Slashers Would Treat Your Stuffed Animals

literally pissing and crying writing this right neow.

Also, Happy New Years Loves! I wish everyone and myself a better 2023, I couldn't ask for better supporters ♥♥

Michael

Stabs them repeatedly when youre not home until theyre nothing but a shredded mess like an untrained dog and when you confront him he denies it like you've accused him of murder.

Wait-

Jason

Kisses each one on the forehead goodnight like he's going to be deployed in the morning. Comes home the next day with glass display cases for you to put your favorites/ most valuable in. Even buys them personalized stickers and trinkets to but in and on their box like he's assigned them their own personalities.

Freddy

Punches each and every one of them in the face as hard as he can like they all own him a grand each right in front of you, laughing until he violently shit himself while you scream at him to leave them alone.

Bubba

Gives each one their own day to help/follow him around the farm (carrying them around in one arm or aggressively stuffing them down his pants when he needs to use both hands) while actively getting them dirty with blood, dirt, and shit or tearing them in the process of being so unintentionally violent.

Thomas

Gives them dirty looks when they touch his stuff but actively grows very fond of them and shares all of the family drama and tea with them when they are alone. The dirty looks shift to you when you walk in on a heated tea spill session.

Brahms

Steals them from you.

Humps them.

Cries and denies taking them if you find them before he's able to "sneakily" put them back where he got them.

Billy

Refuses to acknowledge them and absolutely refuses to touch them, but buys you more and more whenever he's out by himself. When you leave the room he apologizes for ignoring them all day and adds the new friend to your collection. Has to turn them away when the two of you do the dirty.

Stu

Gives them all government first, middle, and last names and doesn't forget them either. Also constantly buy you new ones whenever he sees them and issues them names, social security numbers, and jobs before he even gives them to you. Makes them beef with each other.

Norman

Dresses up and has tea parties with them. When your not home. Writes and prints hand made name tags, name plates, bibs, and beautifully crafted invitations with their own messages for all of them. Spends hours making real treats for said parties.

Hannibal

Quietly passive aggressively threatens each of them that if hey even think about getting closer to you that he'll destuff them and use their skin as pillow covers, and will do so in front of the others. Insists that he loves them when you ask, shooting them dirty looks after you've turned around.

Crop-dusts them if you keep them waist level and will even grab them and purposely rip the fattest, wettest, most gut wrenching, stomach rumbling, room clearing, radioactive, leg lifting fart you've ever heard right in their face and throw it at you, flipping you off as he walks away.

Vincent

Makes them all their own little wax sculpture the same color as their fur and keeps them on a shelf above where you keep yours. Still doesn't have the heart to tell you that he stole one from you once to sculpt and accidentally dropped it in a vat of wax and had to dump the whole basin because it was ruined. Claims you must have just misplaced it.

Lester

Makes you homemade, roadkill fur stuffed abominations that smell like the wettest of shit and will set them right next to yours on your bed/shelf. Can never remember the names of your stuffed ones and called them something not even close to what they are, thinking he's 100% right. Pets them unconsciously if he's standing next to them and just mindlessly talking.

#michael myers x reader #jason voorhees x reader #freddy krueger x reader #bubba sawyer x reader #thomas hewitt x reader #leatherface x reader #brahms heelshire x reader #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #norman bates x reader #hannibal lecter x reader #bo sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #lester sinclair x reader #slasher x reader #slasher imagine #horror

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exilethegame · 6 months

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if The Exile were a party system rpg-style video game, what would some of the characters voice lines in battle be? Like, if they won, or a companion went down, or a romanced Commander went down, or they got healed or something?

:))))) I had fun doing this.

For MC being down it's: platonic /romantic, and for healing it's: in need of healing/after being healed.

Vethna: MC's Down: "Ma Vysna! Hold on!" / "Tyrat'ri-- hold on, damn it! We've made it this far, haven't we?" In need of healing: "I need to heal!" / "Thank... you..." Victory: "And I thought Vygrand was violent."

Nikke: MC's Down: "Shit--! MC's down..." / "Hell no. Get back up, MC! You're not dying on me today." In need of healing: "Hey, uh, I don't think I'm supposed to be bleedin' from there. Am I supposed to be bleedin' from there?" / "Ah, yes-- the sweet satisfaction of cheating death... again." Victory: "You'd think they'd get the memo to stop trying to kill us by now, huh?"

Jost: MC's Down: "You're not supposed to take 'break a leg' literally, you know!" / "MC! You're okay-- you are okay, alright-- ? Just... stay there!" In need of healing: "I know you can see I need healing right now..." (said in the most passive aggressive manner ever) / "Ah, that feels good..." Victory: "F*ckers."

Amilia: MC's Down: "No! Stay there, MC, I'm coming!" / "No! MC!" (But it sounds like she's about to burst into tears) In need of healing: "In need of some help here. Now!" Followed by silence and then, a much quieter and polite: "... please?" / "Thanks..." (said with exhaustion) Victory: "I just love restoring harmony into the world." (Said very cheekily) OR, if the enemy is an animal: "I wish we didn't have to do that..."

Sabir: MC's Down: "MC! Get back up, damn it!" / "I'm coming, beloved. Hold on!" In need of healing: "Not to cause alarm, but I do have reason to believe I am on the brink of death." / "Ah, thank you. I'm a few steps from the precipice now, at least!" Victory: "... does anyone know how to get blood out of silk... ? ... no?"

Syfyn: MC's Down: "Stay down, MC-- I'll see it's done." / "NO!" (but screamed in the most utterly gut wrenching way ever in a mix of pure rage and utter terror) In need of healing: "We're taking too many hits here!" / "Thanks." Victory: "..." (She's cool and strong and silent. Maybe just like a small "humph" occasionally?)

Freedom: I feel like Freedom would be an RO that isn't a companion, ya know? Like you can't go out on missions with them but they're still part of the "main crew," and maybe they have a couple of special missions you tag along for. MC's Down: "That is... an inconvenience." / "Breathe, beloved. I will not let you fall so easily." In need of healing: "My body feels... weak...?" / "... odd." Victory: "Eugh-- their corpses already stink. Can we go now?"

#RPGS RPGS RPGS RPGS--#i had so much fun with this askjfkjd #answered #Vethna's lines translate to 'my blood' and 'one who i yearn for'#idk why but my brain is just imagining going into a boss fight you're wayyy too under-leveled for #and Syfyn's character saying that line: I'll see it's done #and then getting one hit 💀#vethna #nikke #jost #amilia #syfyn #sabir #freedom

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morgan-the-lonely-brick · 7 months

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Hi, I still have so many feelings about this, I will never shut up. I also made a gifset out of it because watching the video wasn't enough, i need to memorize every pixel.

(These gifs are free to download & use, they literally took me 5 minutes, so... cheers~)

"It is your job to f-" still haunts me. Also the way light falls on his face exactly when he fumbles is like him getting exposed. Shining a light on his fakery so the others see through it? And then he retreats back into the shadow trying to hide again, but does so only partially? Amazing.

The quick look up at Fang, he's so adorable🥺 i think for a moment there he actually considers admiting something's wrong but backs out of it and right back into defense. The way he freezes at the end sends shivers down my spine. it's so personal to me, Con, staaahp, fr! Also we get the "unhand me" line, or rather [if you touch me now i will start crying and that's embarrassing so don't touch me] That's how i see it.

Now we get to the good shit. Looking up trying not to cry. Avoiding any and all eye contact. His fckn lips shaking. You can clearly see that he's broken by the fact they've even noticed THIS. That expression is like a defeated "oh fuck me". Him being off focus makes this bit even worse.

Actually I was looking at this bit a lot and it almost seems like he doesn't know what Fang is trying to do at first? Like he was defensive because he didn't realise Fang was going in for a hug? Or maybe it's a reflex for anything coming from behind. He's a fighter, after all.

He looks ahead, approximately where Archie and Jim are standing as if to see their reactions or maybe seek help?! But then you can see the moment he understands - he turns his head back towards Fang and leans into it, with a hint of disbelief on his face.

God, the loose strand of hair adds so much to that delicious skrunklyness he has going on. He's so pretty...

In this gif it's clear he's leaning into Fang a lot, even actively pressing his head against him. He could've easily turned away or pulled away, but didn't. He WANTS to be comforted. He WANTS to be held. The way he scans over Frenchie as if checking what he's about to do, I'm suspecting he like. Put a hand on him somewhere or something of the sort. I am so unwell from this-

For the last time he tries to produce words, but it comes out as more of a moan than anything, so he gives up and bites his lip. (im loosing my sanity, Con, what have you done)

Also Frenchie's pout is my H2O He literally went :c

Izzy looks over to Frenchie again as if to verify he's not there to mock him and when it turns out that no. He actually wants to comfort him. Izzy fully looses it and lets out the most gut wrenching puppy dog skrunkly whimper ever produced by a human man. It must mean so much to him... Those last few micro expressions are killing me. He looks up again as if to say "oh god they mean it. They don't think im stupid for this, they're actually taking me seriously" And he can't believe it, he's so dumbfounded that poor guy.

What if this was his first hug in ages? I wouldn't be surprised...

Im breaking my own heart with this why do i do this-

#Ofmd #ofmd spoilers #Ofmd s2 #Ofmd s2 spoilers #Izzy hands #ofmd frenchie #Ofmd fang #Ofmd izzy

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serjthejerk · 6 months

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Bullfrog headcanons🐸

these are my headcanons for him cause he’s so silley and literally killer

Probably Like 25 tbh

Doesn’t listen to anything hardcore. His life is as hardcore as it is, he would probably just listen to stuff that’s mellow

has the most gut wrenching glare ever

like that shit makes you wanna cry type shit

doesn’t mind being his height, and rather enjoys it for its flexibility

he practices a lot in his free time

despite being a literal murderer he’s pretty optimistic (not happy happy joy joy but more like if there’s a downside, he acknowledges it could’ve been worse)

he likes sushi :3

would be a great shoulder to lean on

i mean he’s emotionally intelligent and serves good advice, he’s basically a therapist tbh

he likes giving pet names to people

just so i don’t lose my mind, he only kills bad people

takes great care of his eyebrows.

definitely idly talks to himself whenever he’s doing something

loves baths

big on reading when he has the time

#captain laserhawk #bullfrog #froggo #frog #he is boyfriend #silly #headcanon #ooc post

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verlierer-is-lost · 2 years

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Why does the Danny Phantom fandom have the most gut wrenching, nauseating, tear jerking angst fics I’ve ever read. That shit needs to be behind password protection. Everyone should be taking psych evaluations before they’re allowed to read those fics.

I’ve literally never had panic attacks that have been induced by a fanfiction… but DP fics are something entirely different 💀

#danny phantom #danny fenton #danny phantom fandom #danny phantom fic #fanfic #fanfiction #dp fanfic #y’all are fucked up like actually #can’t say I’m complaining tho 😗

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spitinsideme · 3 months

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I JUST WATCHED TROLLS 2 AND 3 AND POMNI AND FAGATHA ARE LITTERALY THAT ONE COUPLE IN TROLL 3 THEY ARE ACTUALLY BRUCE AND HIS WIFEE!!!! THEY ARE THEM!!!!

first of sll, i want to sy that youre completely right and this is kind of them and secomd of all, i am about to be hormh for trolls 2 world tpur delta the country troll because i need to talk aboitit so badly. im putting a warning now that i am going to he HORNY i will get NSFW !!! i jst neees to get this off my chest i domt.care read at your own risk ive warned yo all

for the record, i love and respext women and i think all women are complex and have so muxb to.them. i also am normal

this womaj right here ... this love of my life .. never ib my life hav ei thought that trolls coukd have sex appeal, i domt look st them and think yeah whatever fuckable because they never have. bit her ? her aura lf sadness, her i take no shit thing, her toughness ... god i get the sex appeal now i fucking get it because i want her so .. so badly ...

i want to.fuckimg RIDE her and i donr even mean her horse side i dont want to ride her like a cowgirl bit god if she wants to do it in cowgirl position i happily fucking ill get in posoition ill get rrady and god o will JUMP on whateber thr fucm she will have me juml on i dont even lime dick but if she had one ? im giving the most sloppy, toe curling, gut wrenching, hair pulling, blood sucking, world ending, pussy shatterimg, cock destroying, orgasm overload head of the WORLD. illngive a mew meaning to a blowjob and if she has a pussy shit ill fuckong eat it too id do whatever she wnated id get on my knees for her id hump the FUCK out of her four horse legs shw wpukd have my wetness stuck in her fur for weeks afrer that and id lick kt lff okay id clesn it off for her id use my tongue skills tp do the jlb RIGHR and id ensing eery ssimgle second of having my tomfue on her. i want her to mount me like a fuckong horse i want her on.top of me as i lay stosmxh on.the floor i want her destroying me i want my inskde ANNIHILATED !!!! i want her to fuck me so hard my ovaries become scrambled eggs abd she tames them out, fries them, seasoms them, and serves them to me on a plate and tells me i did a good job with her beautoful southern voice. i want her to literlly obliterate me i want her to trample me i want my stomach lining to be destroyed becayse she wilm shove her hoove so far down my thrlst that it will cause friction burn and make my saliva acidic i liteelaly want her to est me oit and make me see god and have him be disgusted and terrfied at the sounds im makimg he needs to be scared and regret ever making genitals for humans becayse the face and the sounds i will be making will caise him to start planning a homosapien extermaination to start over humanity because hes terrfied of what he created by giving humajs sexual pleasure thats how good she will eat me out.

and.god her voide ? her fucking voice ? her southern accent ???? take me already ??? i want tp make her scream i need to mske her scream i want to.her her say my namewith her southern accent and i want her to call me sweerie throufhout it and ill make sure i please her so much that she will say it bwcause indeserce ir after makung her eyes rolls baxk and her legs kick i wanr her to kick me as shes having an orgasn i aant her o literally send me flying woth her kicks she shpukd kick me so hard that inget internal bleeding but, even with blood driping down my mouth from my lungs being punctured from my broken ribs, i come back.to help ride her throifh her orgasm and give her as many more as she wants i want her pulling my hair until she rips it all out and ingo bald id have a wig eveey single time and id suoer glue it onto my head so i coukd fall how jars shes pulling i wsnt her to pull that superglued wig off every time and i want to have my skull showikg by the ampunt of skin and musfle she pulled off

AND THE HAID ???THE FUCKING HAIE ???? GOD !!!! IM GETTING STARTED ON THAT BECAUSE JESUF FUCKING CHRIST I MEAN JOLLY FUCKING JEEZ ILL DO ANYTHING JUST TAKE ME ALREASY !!! her hair looks sosos soft and i want to touch jt .. i woukd beg for some of her hair, and then id take crochet courses abd lesrn how to crochet and after id do all that and do lots of practice id make knickers and a bra using the hair she had so kindly given me and id wear it every single day every single hour eveeh single minite for all the secknds that pass and it wpukd feel like delta herself touching me everyrwhere in those places for so long id even make fill on clothes out of he rhair and id wear them rverday and id get the appeal of clorhed sex, id never take my clothes off anymore, i woukdnt even have to because just having those clothes on would count as clothed sex becaause of how lustful id feel just wesing them. everyrime id move and the fricrion make the clorhes get mkre omto my body id start sweating, abd the swear would make the cllthes stick mkre tonmy body abd at that point id have the mosr earth desteoyong orgasm, the ground bellw me would be so destroyed that i could see the other side of the world from the hole i jjst created using my hole do you undeeatand ? im gay for herm i want her. i want to make a dildo using her hoove shape, and then i want to make a.cover for it using her hair anr that thong woukd be inside me every single fucking dsy nonstop id neve rtake ir our, by day two it woukd be disimtegrated because of how wet id made ir i woukd mske it out of steel or whateve5 fuckingg stromg ass materail but the poert of my pussy and love woukd get it to disintgerate and go soggy lke paper. that thing woukd merge inside me that it woukd count as a third limb it wpukd count as a whole new beong inside me id name it. my medical records would have tonbe changed to account for the thing i made in her honour because it ould nor officialby be part of me. it woukd be in there forever.

basiclsly, what im trying to say is, i think shes a reallyy cool charavter 👍

#IM NORMAL #i knlw shes a troll #like im aware of thst #but #comeon #we all thirst for s fucking doll here #give me a break #i can do what i want #i just needed toet this out #i cpukd have written more #but i decdedni dont wsnt to be that crazy yet

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bloodymarymorstan · 1 year

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Was actually close to tears a few minutes ago thinking about the helicarrier scene in TWS so now I need to talk about it. When Steve orders the helicarriers to be destroyed when he’s still on board, he is 100% expecting that he is not gonna make it out of there but he knows without a doubt that he would rather die than leave Bucky behind again, even if Bucky has no idea who he is and is actively trying to kill him. Steve blames himself for Bucky having died the first time and for what happened to him after, and even if he doesn’t realistically believe that there’s a way for either of them to get out of that situation he’d rather they go down together this time than keep living with that guilt (and also living without Bucky). But then, even though he probably doesn’t think there’s a way out, he still can’t help but try to get Bucky back. He frees Bucky because he can’t bear to hear him in pain and drops the shield because he would literally rather be beaten to death than hurt Bucky anymore than he already feels he has. That is literally the most gut-wrenching romantic shit I have ever seen, how do people not realize that they are in love???

#i'm also vaguely thinking about the parallels between steve crashing the plane in tfa and then crashing the helicarrier in tws #but i need to ponder that more #anyway this was a ramble #stucky #stevebucky #catws #marvel #mcu

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cod-dump · 1 year

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john soap “i am in your walls” mactavish except he literally is in your walls and hes listening to everything you say. i love soap in the vents hc he is always There :)

At first Soap would say things that he shouldn’t know about. Things said behind closed doors. It made people question how he knew those things.

It was Ghost who figured out how Soap was learning the things that he shouldn’t know. He was just relaxing in his room, listening to music on his phone. Within the sanctuary of his room no one should be able to hear his music from the hall. And yet the next day Soap brought up Adele’s “Easy On Me”, the exact song Ghost was listening to on repeat.

It made him very suspicious so he looked for bugs around his room. He didn’t find any inside the actual room, but he did discover how spacious the vents were. And the fact they weren’t dusty, like something had been crawling through them. Ghost didn’t want to assume that Soap was being a fucking weirdo and spying on people through the vents so he decided to leave a trap.

The next day Soap trudged into Ghost’s office, covered in glitter. Ghost didn’t even get a word out before Soap started.

“I just want to have fun, Si! I’m not hurting anyone!”

Ghost tilts his head and Soap begs.

“Please don’t tell Price!”

Ghost hums, a smirk under his mask, “I’ll consider letting this slide… under a couple conditions—“

“Anything!”

“First off: Don’t you ever fucking spy on me again! I get two hours to listen to the most gut wrenching songs and you do not intrude!”

“Of course! Never again!”

“Second: You do not escape into the vents to get out of your duties!”

Soap nods and Ghost glares at him before calmly leaning forward, “Third: You tell me everything that you learn.”

Soap blinks before grinning, “That won’t be a problem, Lieutenant.”

At first it was just Soap saying things that he had no way of knowing. But now Ghost is doing it too and everyone is scared shitless because their shit talking on Lieutenant Riley is now compromised.

#john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #call of duty #cod mwii #modern warfare ii #ask #thanks for the ask <3 #modern warfare

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tiffsturniolo · 1 month

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PERIOD

this was a request and i kinda hate the idea? ngl cringes me out. dont like talking bout periods 💀

warnings: mentions of blood? short asf, absolutely shit

i woke up with the most gut wrenching pain in my stomach ever. i groan as i remember im on my period. i wish i could just sleep for the whole week, until my period is over.

i slowly reach my hand over to my phone which is waiting for me on my bedside table. the brightness of my phone blinds me and i squint my eyes to turn it down. despite how much pain im in from my uterus doing flips, a smile grows on my face when i see a message from my boyfriend, matt.

me and matt have only been dating 2 months, and its been the best 2 months of my life. ive known him and his brothers since high school so it was kind of a big change to suddenly start dating matt even though ive liked him ever since i met him. regardless, i love him so much.

hes the cutest human being on earth i swear. he always asks if im coming over and usually the answers yes. But i feel like if i get out of bed i might die. literally.

about 10 minuets later, i hear my front door open, sending a wave of panic through my body. Once i hear my boyfriends voice, i let out a sigh of relief

y/n? he asks as he opens my door slowly, smiling when he sees me

my only response is a groggily groan as i turn my body for the first time today to face him

he places a can of dr pepper and a twix bar on my nightstand and grins at me, almost looking proud that he got me stuff

he clears his throat and examines me for a second. whats wrong?

i look up at him, my face flushing red. weve never really talked about periods. i mean, weve only been dating two months, meaning ive only had 2 since we started dating. periods aren’t embarrassing, i dont know why i dont wanna tell him. and its not like matts a dick, he probably wont care. period. i mumble then swallow.

his eyes widen for a second then he nods. cant relate. he says with smirk and i cant help but grin.

he sits at the foot of my bed and throws his phone on the bed. i wish men got periods as well. he says innocently.

i look at him like he just suggested the most stupid thing. trust me, you dont. i say and laugh to myself.

but then i could know what your going through.

i throw my head back smiling and groan. your so corny

he smiles, rubs his eyes and look at me. how is wanting to understand my girlfriend corny? he says with a smirk. he stands up and climbs into the other side of the bed, laying on his back next to me. he grabs one of my stuffed animals and starts throwing it in the air and catching it.

i use all my upper arm strength to sit upright and grab the twix bar he bought for me. as i sit up, i see a small, red circle on my bed. my face instantly heats up and i feel like im on fire. i look over at matt but it seems that he has already noticed. hes looking at the blood stain with wide eyes. he looks up at me and his shocked expression instantly drops as he sees the panicked look on my face

y/n, its okay it doesnt- ill change your sheets, why dont you take a shower and get yourself cleaned up? he says, standing up and pulling me out of bed.

i cover my face with my hands and groan. i didn’t know that wa- i know it’s disgusting-. i blabber as i walk over to the bathroom.

y/n, i honestly dont care, its normal i know. he says, trying to act chill as he takes off the dirty sheet and puts it in the washing machine.

15 minuets later, i come out the bathroom all fresh, more relaxed than i was earlier cause i got to regather my thoughts in the shower.

i look up and see matt laying on my fresh bed, with a proud grin on his face with my dr pepper and twix bar waiting for me on my side. the lights are turned off and the only source of light is my fairy lights and the tv, which is playing spongebob squarepants.

i smile and hop in my side of the bed, resting my head on matts chest. thanks for not making it a big deal, i love you.

matts cheeks flush and he stares down at me. i love you too.

that was our first “i love you”.

sorry if thats terrible, this is my first time writing anything and i wrote it on the spot without planning it. im also sleep deprived so that doesn’t help

#matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #fluff #matthew sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo x reader

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ddmmyuta · 11 months

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in my (self)defense…

yuta x afab reader

warnings: smutty, fluff, angst, themes of sexual assault (not y/n or yuta), fear of men (if that is even a warning idk 😕), y/n is a lingerie model…

Let’s say your experience with men haven’t been that great leading up till now. You’ve always felt uncomfortable around men, the way they looked at you, the way they spoke to you and what they did make you repulsive towards any male human you saw. You were tired of your fear and anxiety around men, and that’s what brings you to this point of your life… standing in a self defense class with many other women who feel the same way.

You mingled with the other ladies, sharing your experiences and what was the final straw that brought you here. ‘My boyfriend… well ex boyfriend, used to physically assault me and our child’ one of the ladies said, making you feel humbled that you never had such gut-wrenching experiences. Despite all the girls having bad experiences of their own, you knew that your fear and anger was valid and you deserved to feel just as hurt as the other ladies.

Just as you were about to ask where the instructor was, he waltzed in with a beautiful smile on his face. ‘Hi ladies, how are you all today?’ he chimed, sparkles in his eyes. All the girl’s attention went straight to him, them all happily greeting him in return. ‘My name is Yuta, and I’ll be your instructor for today… and hopefully the rest of the course’ he says, everyone laughing at his statement. All the ladies were so focused on his words but you just completely spaced out… he was so charismatic. ‘Okay, before we start I think we should all introduce ourselves, get to know each other a bit better’ he says signaling at the girl standing next to start. ‘Hi my name is Angel, nice to meet you all…’ she kept on speaking but you just couldn’t stop focusing on the man in front of you. ‘Why is he so sweet and handsome and gentle and…???’ you thought to yourself.

To your surprise, you really enjoyed the class. Even though the class hasn’t ended, every moment was fun and enjoyable. ‘Uhm, y/n you’re doing that wrong’ Yuta said, looking you in the eyes he walked over to where you were in the room. ‘May I?’ he asked before putting his hands on your waist to show you how to move properly. Your waist felt tingly, almost as if you were feeling butterflies in your stomach. That’s because you were, you were feeling a shit ton of butterflies in your stomach cause the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen that smells like cherry and musk was holding your waist with his beautiful man hands. Once you got the move right, your face was so hot from blushing that you could literally cook an egg on it. ‘Well done’ he said, with his beautiful voice.

The class finally came to and end, but just before you could say goodbye and leave, Yuta stopped you. ‘Y/n, can I talk to you real quick?’ he asked, gesturing to a open chair close to his. ‘What’s wrong?’ you asked, looking at the floor because if you looked into his eyes you’d probably melt into a pile of bones and blood. ‘Nothing, you did nothing wrong. I just wanted to know why you were so quiet during class, did I do something to make you uncomfortable?’ he asked, trying to look into your eyes, but you wouldn’t budge. ‘No, you were great. I’m just still getting used to everything…’ you said, finally lifting your head up to look him in the eyes. You weren’t quiet because of the “new environment”, you were just phased out by the man sitting in front of you. ‘Okay, as long as you are alright then I’m happy!’ he said, smiling at you. ‘I should probably go, I don’t want to keep you busy.’ you said, standing up and making your way to the exit. ‘Bye…’ you said halfway through the door, leaving Yuta now time to greet you as well. ‘Goodbye y/n, I guess…’ he says, but by that time you were in the parking lot, that’s how speedy you were.

A week went by and you were getting ready to attend your second self-defense class. Yuta was as charming as ever, greeting everyone and helping everyone. It was his job, but it still made your heart flutter at how considerate he is towards all the ladies, always asking if he may help them. The end of class approached and as the ladies were grabbing their things, Yuta came up to you and grabbed your hand before you could even pick up your bag. ‘Can I talk yo you?’ he asked, holding your hand gently. ‘Sure…’ you say, uncertain of what he wants to discuss or do. All the ladies have left by now and it was just the two of you sitting on the floor. ‘What’s wrong? Sorry if I did anything wrong…’ you said, looking at the floor again. ‘Why do you keep apologizing and asking “what’s wrong?” y/n? You aren’t doing anything wrong, don’t feel obligated to apologize for every little mistake you make. You kept apologizing for breathing during the class!’ he said sternly, trying to figure out what’s bothering you. He wasn’t harsh but his words made you tear up. He saw one tear drop on the floor and he immediately panicked. ‘I didn’t mean to make you cry. I’m sorry, I’m only trying to help!’ he said lifting your face with his hand, making you stare with your swollen red eyes right into his beautiful un-swollen eyes. You signed out, gaining the courage to explain your self. ‘I’ve always felt like I’m doing something wrong, I always feel that whenever someone is slightly angry it’s my fault…’ you said and before you could even finish speaking, he held you close in a tight hug. ‘It’s okay, let it all out. You’re pretty when you cry.’ he said, making you laugh. You felt safe for the first time in years… all in this one hug. ‘I have nothing left to do today, wanna go grab dinner with me?’ he asked, releasing from the hug. ‘That would be nice… I like Italian food by the way.’ you say, Yuta laughing at your statement.

You made it to the Italian restaurant (yes girl whoop-whoop), sitting down at a nice table outside since the weather was nice. ‘I probably look like shit now after I cried…’ you said, placing your bags on a chair next to you. ‘No, you look beautiful as always…’ Yuta says, smiling at you. ‘If you don’t mind me asking, why did you decide to become a self-defense instructor?’ you asked, looking at his pretty hands that were fidgeting with his rings. ‘I grew up with my mom and two sisters who had a huge impact on my life. It made me upset knowing they are vulnerable and less safe compared to me since they were women in a world with messed up men. So they inspired me to help other women gain strength and confidence around men, that’s why I do what I do… for them?’ he said, looking into your now less swollen eyes. ‘That’s cool…’ you said, sipping some of the water the waiter brought in the meantime. ‘What do you do for a living?’ he asked, putting the ring he fidgeted with back on his finger. ‘I work in the fashion industry, mainly underwear and stuff like lingerie. I work in the marketing area…’ you say confidently. ‘Oh so, you organize the shoots or…’ he asks, not sure what you meant with “marketing”. ‘No, I model the lingerie!’ you say, chuffed. ‘Seriously, that’s pretty cool.’ he says, sipping some of the water the waiter I mentioned earlier brought you guys. ‘Are you ready to order?’ he asked, looking at your eyes, he kinda felt some butterflies too.

Another week went by and you were once again getting ready for self-defense class (insert epic rock music riff). As you were going through your messages, you saw Yuta canceled the class. ‘Oh, maybe he has something else on…’ you thought to yourself. Just as you were about to get into lazy mode Yuta called. ‘Hi y/n, I was wondering if you’d like to come to class usual time?’ he asked, making you confused as fuck! ‘But I thought the class was canceled…?’ you asked but he didn’t say much, just a ‘can you come or not?’. Of course you accepted and met him at the studio usual time. As you walked in, you greeted Yuta who was rolling up Yoga mats (if you saw that correctly) and you placed your bag on the floor. ‘Hi y/n, thanks for coming!’ he said, gesturing towards the floor that you two can sit. ‘I wanted to discuss something with you…’ he said, your anxiety flaring up after his statement. ‘I… I was just wondering… did you feel weird after our dinner last week?’ he asked looking at the floor. This was the first time he seemed anxious towards you. ‘What do you mean by that… I don’t have any stomach problems…’ you replied. ‘No I meant, do you feel tension?’ he asked looking at your eyes then your lips. ‘What do you define as tension?’ you ask, testing the waters, making sure you don’t make a fool of yourself if you spontaneously kiss him. ‘This feeling right now. The feeling that I want to hold you close, call you mine and kiss you’ he declared, making you shocked yet eased for feeling the exact same way. Before you could even say another word, your lips met each other’s.

You sat on his lap as his hands roamed your back, kissing deeper, and deeper every second. ‘Before I hurt you, do you want to go further?’ he asked looking at your beautiful body situated on top of him. ‘What stupid question is that?’ you said earning a grin from his face as he continued to kiss your neck. Your hands slid up his shirt and he finally pulled it off revealing his torso which made you melt. His belly ring, his tattoos… he was so sexy before but this made him ten times more sexy as if that was even possible. His hands went under your top, releasing your body from the garment as well, his eyes admiring your shoulders, waist, hips. He then flipped you onto the floor, him hovering above you as he pulled down your pants, leaving you only in your underwear. ‘For someone who models underwear, I’ve never wanted to take it off so badly…’ he says, licking his lips before undoing your bra and pulling of your underpants. He kissed along your body, until he met your sex. He started liking your clit, earning moans from you. You never felt this good! And to top it off he interlaced your hands together for more stability (what a gentleman). ‘Aah, Yuta…Please…’ you moan, hoping really badly no one walks in on you two. ‘You taste so good princess, can’t wait for you to cum’ he says, looking up at you and scrunched nose. ‘I’m gonna…’ you breathlessly say, Yuta only speeding up his movements. ‘I know baby, cum on my tongue for me’ and as he says those final words you collapse. Your pupils dilate and your body is shaking with cum dripping out of you. ‘How cute…’ he says, licking up some of your release.

Just as you catch your breath, he removes his pants and throws them to the side, lining his cock up with your entrance. ‘You want to cum around my cock don’t you princess?’ he says, smirk printed on his face. ‘Yes, please…’ is all you could mutter out, and before you could prepare yourself for what was about to happen, he pushes into you gently. It felt so good, just the initial feeling could make you reach your high all again. Yuta thrusted into you at a fast and hard pace, every movement making you feel his dick hit the spot. ‘Fuck, you feel so good…’ he says, looking you in the eyes. You couldn’t do anything beside moan and whimper at the feeling, your second orgasm approaching faster than it should. ‘Yuta, I’m gonna cum…’ you moan uncohesively, hoping he’d hear you. ‘Yes baby, cum all over me…’ he says, hitting you even harder if that was possible. Your back arches even more and your hands grip onto his arms which had been holding you tightly this entire time as you cum for the second time. You feel him cumming inside you, his breath getting heavier. As he pulls out, he sees your cum dripping out of your cunt, his eyes focused on your body and it’s breathing.

He lays next to you on the cold floor, pulling you into his arms. ‘Are you okay?’ he asks, holding you tightly as you are still rattled from what just happened. ‘Yeah, I’m fine thanks.’ you say, hugging him tightly. You’ve never felt this safe around a man… ever! Maybe this was a sign…

Fast forward 6 months, you’re standing in a studio, getting ready for a lingerie photoshoot. The self-defense classes have come to an end, you stopped apologizing for nonsense and you and Yuta were dating… like yes the man you felt the most safe around. As you were about to get ready into your outfit for the shoot, Yuta came in with a big pizza. ‘Since you like Italian food…’ he says placing the food down on the makeup table. You gave him a tight hug and thanked him for bringing the food, but you unfortunately had to go shoot. ‘Thanks, but I have to go shoot now, I can’t be all bloated from food right now…’ you say and before you could finish your sentence, Yuta stuffs your face with one slice of pizza. ‘Cheese makes your boobs grow and as a underwear model you need pretty boobs…’ he says, as if it’s facts. ‘Where did you learn that?’ you ask. ‘Intuition!’ he declares before stuffing his face with pizza. ‘Besides, aren’t my boobs pretty enough as is?’ you say, sarcastically. ‘Yes they are, but the camera takes away some definition you know…’ he says. You punched him at his stupid words, and that’s when you realized ‘hhmmm, men aren’t that bad… well some of them’

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strawbs-screaming · 5 months

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punch out crying headcanons because i havent posted in a good while

i think ive been shadowbanned. tumblr what did i do to you im just a silly little guy posting about punchy men

Glass Joe - has the ugliest crying face ever, he usually hiccups and has to gasp for air while crying, he doesnt cry for much but when he does he makes sure the entire planet hears it

Von Kaiser - doesnt make much noise, Just some minor sniffling with a barrage of tears coming from his eyes, either cries over a simple mistake or holds a straight face over the most saddening situations, no inbetween

Disco Kid - 90% wailing 10% actual crying, he has to make sure the entire country has to hear it, mostly cries at funerals or sad movies and the occassional post match sadness but not much

King Hippo - gut wrenching screams since he usually cries when angry, usually ending up wrecking something during the process, cries after arguments or losing matches

Piston Hondo - sad sobbing, doesnt make noise much, Just tears, hes also able to hold a straight face during sad situations so if hes crying over something its serious to him

Bear Hugger - unintentional screaming while crying, Just runs the second he feels it coming on, doesnt cry over much but probably loses it when a animal in a movie dies

Great Tiger - pretty crier, not much sound except for some sobbing, cries over sad shows or sad news

Don Flamenco - very dramatic, ugly crier and also cries when angry, usually hitting things in anger, usually able to keep a straight face on a good day, usually cries when hes has a rough day or just feels like shit

Aran Ryan - unintentionally has the funniest cry ever, its literally just a "WAHHH" sound paired with the ugliest crying face ever, thankfully he doesnt cry much or he'd be bullied to hell & back, crying doesnt come to him much other than particularly important stuff to him

Soda Popinski - suprisingly pretty crier + contagious tears, usually wipes his tears while crying since he was raised with the good ol "boys dont cry" rule, doesnt cry for much except for deaths of his loved ones and friends

Bald Bull - extremely loud crier but doesnt cry much, kinda bottles it up for a few years or months and then cries on some random day

Super Macho Man - ugly botox crying face, also funny sounding cry so he cries when alone since he thinks it harms his "tough guy image"

Mr Sandman - straight face with some tears, nothing else, no sounds and he usually hides it well so no one in the wvba has seen him cry and they assume he doesnt cry

#punch out #headcanon #punch out wii #punch out headcanons #aran ryan #bald bull #don flamenco #glass joe #piston hondo #great tiger

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xiaolin-show-hoe · 4 months

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Here is Prompt 3: Cracked Glass

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Jack Spicer was indeed a sight to behold. A 25 year old male, lean and weak, was now smashing a car window with a bat with a force to be reckoned with. The sound of smashing glass scattered across a parking garage yet was somewhat soundless if no one was there to hear it.

A breathtaking swing like a pro golfer had Jack Spicer puting the side mirrors under some cars farther down the slope towards darkness. The only thing bright in this dark place was the smile lighting up the man's face as he took another stroke sending the second mirror in the opposite direction.

It was a true work of joy to see.

The young man had a sucker in his mouth, chomping at it aggravated as he raised the bat from before to damage the windshield. The sickening crack was similar to dropping ones phone. Gut wrenching and the sound alone could split a heart in two.

Jack Spicer hoped Jared Pulinsky could feel this pain.

His newly ex boyfriend Jared who just put out pictures of Jack that he found rather fucking rude to exploit after their relationship crashed and burned.

Fucking Jareds.

I feel Jack on this one, Jareds can secretly be some real b-holes.

So after Jack broke up with him over some weird money issues involving money getting taken from his wallet without asking, that buck tooth, dimwitted brunette of a trucker decided to send out some of their naughty pictures. Which is why every single hit to the truck that Jared treasured made Jack more horny than he had ever been.

After he had smashed the glass, Jack pulled out his special key he made specifically to screw this truck over. A long strong key that would be impossible to fix after he scratched through. This time he took some liberties and doodled some things through that paint job that Jack gifted to Jared.

Cars occasionally drove through the garage and asked him what he was doing. He always answered honestly because there was nothing more satisfying then someone agreeing with him and giving their blessing to fuck up his exe's car.

Ah sweet validation.

Oh but he wasn't quite done. Oh no no, he also paid for the inside to get reupholstered.

Jared couldn't have anything that nice on his own paycheck, surely it would be awkward to drive around in the car your ex got work done for.

Jack Spicer would be EVER SO kind and make sure it wasn't recognizable after he was done with the Golden Tiger Claw ripping into the seams of the seats. ANYTHING to make JARED more comfortable in his BRAND NEW truck.

Lastly, to put the finishing touches took out a knife and slashed the tires with all the force his thin body could do. It was tough work but hearing that sweet hiss of air and knowing his ex wouldn't be able to drive to work was just plain exciting.

And finally, the piece de resistance, stealing the catalytic converter from the underbelly of the truck. That way if he wanted to sell this new piece of shit, he would get barely a dime without the most expensive piece. After all, this piece of shit was paid for by Jack, he at least deserved the best spare part to sell for himself.

Hmmm…maybe he could take the engine too….

Nah, Jack did more than enough to get out the message not to fuck with him, literally or figuratively.

Jack Spicer had gone soft while with Jared. He felt more love and attention from Jared than his parents ever gave him. Hell, the only person who ever lived with him longer than a month at a time was his grandma.

So this betrayal, despite dating for only 4 months, was a deep wound for him. Jack had been used and he was sick of always being the victim of these manipulative games.

They were never games to him.

It was time for Jack to start anew and it would start with this fucking truck.

This last prompt for Cracked Glass is about Jack finally trying to stand up for himself once his boyfriend hurt him. However, Jack had disappeared from the monks and Heylin's lives for years at this point. So when a wu turns up one year later, they don't expect Jack nor the strange robot he sends. He leaves a message behind, "I'm done playing games."

Please feel free to check the other two prompts and answer the poll on my page♡☆

#chack #fanfiction #i love xiaolin showdown to an unhealthy degree #xiaolin showdown #xs jack spicer #xs chase young #jack spicer #chase young

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