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johnny-slaughter-me · 8 months

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— “ 𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚'𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐲. ” | Johnny Slaughter x Female Reader.

Oneshot. Based off this post by @abundance-of-fic-reblogs.

Notes. English isn't my native language so typos and grammar issues are likely.

Warnings. This fic is sfw. Canon kidnapping, cannibalism and gore mentioned, along with arranged marriage and children.

Enjoy. I hope you enjoy the content. Much love, Cherry. 🍒

You were supposed to be just another victim. You and your friend group's car broke down and the only sign of life near by was the rundown gas station. Luckily- or so you thought, it was still open and there was and older gentleman working the counter.

It became a blur, you don't even remember how you ended up tied in someones basement. A loud rev of a chainsaw woke you up followed with a scream that sounded like it belonged to one of your friends. You panicked trying to break free from the ropes restraining you from leaving. A scream escaped your lips as you felt a firm hand on your back. "Now, now, no need to be so scared, darlin'. Be quiet, and I'll take you to a safer place." The man said. He picked you up and carried you over his shoulder. Despite not knowing who he is, you didn't resist, too scared to disobey. Johnny doesn't know waht came over him. He initially went there to grab you and bring you straight to Leatherface's lair, where you'd be met with the same fate as your friends. But when put his hand on your back and that small yet terrified scream escaped your lips he look into your eyes. For the first time Johnny didn't feel the desire to kill, no, he desired other things. And now here he was taking you to his shed. He dropped you down and made up a little corner for you, "hide here for now darlin', should be safe. I'll come check on you. But don't you dare go away they're out there and I won't be able to help ya'." The man, who you'd later come to know as Johnny, said; leaving you behind.

Time wasn't as kind as you'd wish, you never got to go home. Instead Johnny had managed to keep you as his "girlfriend" meaning he's family dinner directly harmed you. You spent most of your time in his shed, he only let you in the house if he was there with you. You could even tell if he had locked you in his shed everyday because of some twisted fantasy or because he genuinely thought his family is out to get you and did it as a means of protection. Anything was possible with him, or his family. You couldn't even begin to understand them and why they behaved the way they did. Nancy, Johnny's mom, scared you the most. You definitely thought she was plotting your murder. She never spoke to you, but she would and continues to speak of you, even infront of you, and it is never kind things she has to say about you. Johnny would sometimes argue with her, but it was never necessarily to defend you, but rather his decision for wanting to keep you. "You are my boy Johnny, I know you better than you know yourself. She is distracting you away from the family." Nancy scolded him during dinner, with you and they entire family present. You kept your head low and ate quietly as you did every night. Not wanting to give her anymore reasons to kill you. "She's nothing but trouble, you could find even whores who will provide what she does and more. You can do better my boy, I don't want you settling down for something like that when you can do better." Nancy insulted you once again, "I think she's nice and pretty!" Sissy randomly said, you turned to look at her, no one in the family had ever stood up for you except for Johnny. You smiled at Sissy as your cheeks got a bit pink, but then you heard Nancy growl under her teeth so you quickly lowered your head and pretended to not exist anymore. As Nancy was about to talk some more shit, the older man from the gas station that you visited before being kidnapped, spoke: "as long as Johnny doesn't spring no love child around here, she don't bother us. If he gets too distracted imma smack that Johnny boy of yours in the head!". Suddenly, Johnny stood up, his eyes lit up and he made his way towards you. Resting his hands on your shoulders, you looked up at him, you locked eyes for a brief moment before you followed his gaze towards Nancy. "Mother." Johnny said, "I know you are looking out for me but there's just some needs of mine you can't fulfill. If you really love me you won't be mean to the woman I choose now, would you?" Nancy took a breath before starting to say, "of course not Johnny, I love you and am so proud of you. You are my bo-" but Johnny cut her off before she continued, "then ma', how 'bout I marry Y/N, and after she'll become part of the family, we can give ya' a mini Johnny? You can help raise him! It'll also keep the family going ya' know? We always gotta put family first, but Y/N is family, let her be your family too!" You nearly choked on your food as he spoke, sure you too have been intimate already, it was one of the reasons he kept you alive. You've accepted the fact that you are never going back home, and this is your family now, but aside from Johnny only Sissy really made any efforts to make you feel welcomed. Nancy looked at Johnny, she gave a thought to his words, he wasn't wrong. The family eventually needed to grow, you and Johnny would be the perfect ones to do so, and unlike Johnny she was now to old to raise a child all on her own, but motherhood- no matter how twisted her version of it was, did fill in the void she tended to feel. She walked up and extended her hand out to you. You shook it, feeling safe to do so since Johnny was right at your side. "Welcome to the family." She said, "I can't believe it! We are going to have a wedding! Can I help with making the dress?" Sissy said with puppy eyes and excitement you've never seen her express before. Everyone seemed excited and welcomed you to the family.

"Congratulations, you are now Y/N Slaughter." Johnny whispered in your ear that night when you both rested in his bed. You just looked into his eyes, as twisted as this relationship was, you have grown in love with this man. Maybe life won't be too bad afterall, you thought to yourself. You gave Johnny a peck on the lips and whispered "goodnight, hubby." Then closed your eyes and curled up besides him.

#Cherry Writes 🍒#Johnny Slaughter #Johnny Slaughter x Reader #Johnny Slaughter x Female Reader

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cherrymooshroom · 8 months

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Hello! I'm Cherry, I'm 23, and this is a very 18+ Minors DNI blog. I write noncon/dubcon, gore, stalkers, slashers and generally gross men doing horrible things to you at your behest. VERY weird kinks and yeah... So just DD:DNE content warning ig.

REQUESTS ARE NOW OPEN

What I'll write for:

Slashers and monsters:

Jason Voorhees x reader

Michael Myers x reader (I'll do OG myers and the RZ version)

Stu Macher x reader x Billy Loomis (or just seperately if you don't want them in poly ig)

Billy Lenz x reader

Pinhead x reader

Bo Sinclair x reader

Vincent Sinclair x reader

Rusty Nail x reader from the Joyride series

Both of the leatherfaces. Thomas Hewwit and Bubba Sawer becayse they are totally different vibes.

Lemme know if anyone wants House of 1000 corpses stuff or Repo! The Genetic Opera?

Oh I write for Yautja the uh... the dudes with the mandibles. They're hot.

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE:

PEDOPHILIA ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18 OR OLDER NO EXCEPTIONS.

Piss kink. I get it, not my golden shower.

Scat. Just ew. I am judging don't ask.

Vomit.

Necro. Obviously.

Uh... I mean I may reject other stuff but I'll just exclude something if I can work the request without that one particular kink.

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rejaytionships · 6 months

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... Well, uh, happy F/Ovember! As a reminder, here's the list of us that'll be 'round these parts this month (all romantic):

🖥️ Bill (Pokemon) -> that's me! :P

🚬 Tim Wright (Marble Hornets)

⚔️ Kanan Jarrus + ✈️ Hera Syndulla (Star Wars)

🚂 Emmet (Pokemon)

👻 Boba Fett + 🔫 Sintas Vel + 💀 Fennec Shand (Star Wars)

🕶️ Albert Wesker + 👠 Excella Gionne (Resident Evil)

🪚 Bubba "Leatherface" Sawyer (Texas Chain Saw Massacre)

(We're also open for others to quickly feature if you might have queries for other folk.)

Hoping to hear from all y'all! ^o^ It can be about anything; whether about our relationships or just about us in general, whatever you want! :3

(Special thanks to @cherry-bomb-ships for hosting F/Ovember!)

#f/ovember #f/ovember 2023 #fovember #f/ovember promo #jay's jots #pinned post

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fishnets-fingers · 2 years

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trivia, thigh highs & tree trunks

a/n - i know in six months layla and harry spend their halloween apart, but what if they didn’t and harry got the date night he planned for. inspired by this reel on instagram. requested by this anon. hope this is the fluff you asked for :) special shout-out to @0oolookitsme for the ship name.

MASTERPOST (if you wanna read more of Layla and Harry)

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“Wait let me pull these up,” she grunts, lifting her orange thigh high boots - the tight material protests restricting the movement of her calves as she hikes it up onto the granite counter in Harry’s bathroom. She hooks her fingers into the top of the material and tugs up up further.

“Christ,” he mutters, hand coming to firmly grip her forearm. How she wears high shoes and hasn’t fallen on her face was still baffling to him. He trips in his heeled Gucci boots all the time, yet here she is - her heel three times bigger than his.

They were both driving over to Chapel Hill for a horror movie trivia night hosted in a college bar. Harry knew it would be the perfect date night for Halloween. Layla wanted to have the all American experience of trick or treating but since they were both in their twenties, it was completely out the window. Layla suggested they still do it but he refused. So he found the next best thing. With her love or jump scares and gore and muddled with her competitiveness, he didn’t think twice before signing up online and paying the participant fee. He was sorry for the other contestants because he knew the five foot nerd next to him will annihilate them all.

They spent days deciding - or arguing about the perfect costume. Harry wanted to go as Doc and Marty. Layla wanted to go as Hobbits. Surprise surprise. They finally landed on this : Harry was in his old Scooby suit; he swore he could still smell the sticky cherry punch he drank during a house party when he was sixteen. Layla was beside him in a full sleeve cropped orange top. She was wearing a brown corduroy mini skirt. Anne had upcycled her corduroy pants - that she’d had since high school - into a skirt for this occasion.

“Ready, Velma?” He asks, tapping on the camera icon on his phone, flipping it to the rear camera, capturing their reflection in the mirror.

“Yup.” She pushes her blue light glasses up the bridge of her nose. His arm encircles her, hand coming to rest on the side of her thigh - at the junction where the tops of her thighs were deliciously on display - thumb coming to rub at the soft skin, pushing away a fraying thread that came apart from the hemline of her skirt.

God I wanna sink my teeth into them, he thinks. Very fitting for a dog.

He snorts.

“What?” She asks, craning her head up to get a look at his face.

“Nothing. Just thought of something funny.” He shrugs, bending down to kiss the tip of her nose.

“And go!” He exclaims, clicking onto the red circle to record a video of their reflection on the mirror.

“Scooby-Dooby-Doo!” They both yell out, erupting into giggles.

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Harry: WTF is a leatherface?!?

Layla: do you have to text me when i’m peeing?

Harry: This is the third time you’ve gone to the bathroom in the last hour.

Layla: you know vodka makes me pee!

Harry: Vodka doesn’t… it’s the three glasses of water you insist on drinking with your Bloody Mary.

Layla: we can’t win the quiz if I’m drunk!

Harry: Oh fuck! I panic buzzed!!!!!!

Layla: then stop texting me!!! you heard the rules no going on the phone. we’ll get disqualified!!! i’ll never forgive you if we do.

Harry: What is leatherface’s weapon?? Quick!

Layla: a chainsaw. duh.

Layla had two Bloody Marys; Harry stuck to a soda because he was driving and the bouncer drew two crosses on the backs of his hand with a sharpie, making it well known that he was underage. They were currently in the semi finals of the horror trivia quiz. She was able to tap into the deep recesses of her memory of watching countless director’s cuts and was able to buzz in for the most obscure answers. She even guessed the galleons of blood used during the filming of the 2013’s Evil Dead - only being off by twenty three galleons; they still got the points for being the closest number.

After she gets out of the bathroom, she makes her way to the bar, wiggling between a girl in a sexy catholic girl costume and a large man in a very poorly put together vampire costume.

“Hi! Two witches brew over to table three please,” she says to the bartender, pointing over to the other side.

She slides in next to Harry, and were sitting facing two gregarious quiz masters who were busy shuffling their cue cards - prepping for the final round.

“How are we doing?”

“We’re up by twenty seven points.” He replies, hands coming to rest on the top of her thigh high boots, thumb caressing the soft skin there.

“Nice,” she says burrowing into his side.

Harry chuckles.

“What?”

“You’re cold, aren’t you?”

“No,” she lies. Harry had told her that she was not gonna be able to tolerate the October cold in her short skirt but she brushed it off.

“No? Then why are you snuggling into my side?”

“Can’t I be cozy with my boyfriend?”

“So you definitely are cold,” he smirks, hands coming to drag down the zipper of his onesie.

“Why are you undressing yourself?” She asks, eyes wide in panic.

“Relax.” He pushes the brown felt fabric off his shoulders to reveal a green t-shirt. “Lucky for you, I thought ahead. Had Shaggy underneath all this time. Knew you’d get cold.” He can’t help the smug smile that spreads across his face. “Shame though really wanted to peel off your boots with my teeth.”

The corners of her lips twitch up in fondness, at the thought of him giving her his Scooby suit. She leans closer, lips ghosting the shell of his ear, hot spiky breaths leaving a trail of goosebumps down his body, and mutters, “Maybe you can do just that. What do you say we head to the make out spot after we win those spa gift cards? Who knows, maybe Velma will let you take her boots off… take the mystery machine out for a whirl and show you a thing or two that might make a good boy yell out zoinks into the night.” She places an fluttery kiss at the sweet spot below his ear, and his pupils dilate in response to Layla’s sultry promise.

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Harry opens the door to find her in the exact position he’d seen her two hours ago. Sprawled horizontally on his mattress in his Scooby suit from the night before. He’d just gone downstairs to get some orange juice for her soon to be pounding head. He’d pulled on a pair of blue shorts and his Fleetwood Mac t-shit. He sits on the edge, right by where her head was hanging off, and starts caressing her cheek.

Layla jerks at the sensation, clambering upright, clutching the duvet to her chest - like a talisman, eyes scrunched shut, hair a mess, wiping the drool dried up at the corner of her mouth.

“நேரமில்லை! I have two more chapters left to revise!” She shouts, blinking around the room, taking her surroundings.

Harry giggles. “Morning nerd.”

She groans at the sunlight filtering through the blinds stabbing her corners, her head feels like it’s going to explode - throbbing at the temples. “Shh!” She burrows back into the covers, cocooning into the soothing darkness.

Her lids flutter shut, ready to be pulled back into slumber but she feels the sheets rustle and a few seconds later, a mop brown ringlets infiltrate her makeshift fort. His thumb goes to caress the indent on her left cheek, which make an appearance as she twists her mouth.

“Morning,” he says, a teasing undercurrent.

“Too loud,” she complains. “Is it always this bright in the mornings?”

“If you’re hungover, yes,” he chuckles.

“Head hurts,” she breathes out.

“Here, I got some Advil from mum.” He shuffles out and pulls the duvet off her head.

Layla groans squinting at the light that’s pouring in from the windows. Her body hurts, she has managed to not have a hangover for so long and by the way she’s feeling right now, she’s never gonna to drink as much as she did last night. Not having to go home to her parents and grandparents made her go off the rails. She’s weirdly grateful of her strict parents for the first time. She wordlessly pops the pills into her mouth, wiggling upright to rest her back against the headboard, taking a big gulp of the freshly pressed juice, nose wrinkling when she realises that she hadn’t brushed her teeth yet.

“I didn’t throw up, did I?” She asks softly, a bit grossed out at the fact, as she places the empty glass back onto the side table.

“No. You were saying that you were nauseous. But you didn’t hurl.”

She breathes a sigh of relief. Eyes closing to keep the brightness of the room at bay.

“What do you remember?” Harry prompts.

She sighs again, a crease forming between her brow as she wracks her brain. She remembers moments, and they are very vivid like neon could bursts against a black background. She sees an image of a red and white striped box in her hand with breaded chicken strips.

Did we go to KFC last night?

Another burst of Harry laughing at Layla. The crinkles by his eyes deepening, dimples carving out, head thrown back, front teeth on full display, his silhouette illuminated by the yellow lights.

“Not much. I remember winning the quiz,” she says, moving over to lay her head on his lap, burrowing her face against his tummy.

Harry shoulders visibly slump. He lets out a breath he was holding in. So the secret is safe, he thinks. He ran into Vasanth while he was washing his car. Vasanth was making his way home with his cricket gear - the Indians in the neighbourhood would meet up once a months at the park to play. Layla and Abi were out shopping for some outdoor furniture. He came over to say hi and had to tell him that he was having a baby girl. It was killing Vasanth to not tell anyone and he was also not the best secret keeper in the family. Harry swore that he would keep it from Layla but like Vasanth, it was getting harder and harder to keep mum as time went by.

He shrieks when she slides her icy fingers under his t-shit to warm them up. His hand combs through the knots in her hair, slowly and gently prying them apart.

“We did!” He beams. “You then demanded for chicken tenders,” he explains.

“Ah, KFC,” she mumbles against his skin. “I haven’t had anything from there in years be-“

“I told you that you don’t eat KFC ever since you read that article about force feeding chicken antibiotics. But you started crying and I’m pretty sure you were fake crying to get your way,” he chuckles, remembering Layla crying - or at least trying to, excessively blinking to get her phantom tears to stream down her face.

Layla smiles.

“I finally understand what Vasanth means by you doing anything and everything to get your way.”

“Hey!” She pinches at his muffin tops, right by his tattooed ferns. “It’s called being a good negotiator.”

“It’s also called manipulation,” he chuckles. He starts rubbing at her temples with pressure to help relieve her pain.

“I always thought I was a sleepy drunk. I mean that’s what I used to do-“

“Oh you fell asleep real quick too. You passed out mid conversation. I had to carry you to bed from the car. You even refused to do your skincare when I tried to wake you up. I used a wet washcloth to wipe your makeup off, because I knew you’d be mad at yourself in the morning. I didn’t get to do all your skin care steps. Sorry. I really tried. You kinda grabbed onto me and refused to let me -“

“Thank you.” She kisses his happy trail, right under his navel. “Sorry I was difficult.”

“Don’t be. You always do shit for me. It’s nice to take care of you.” He massages small circles right by her brows.

“Do you have any Tiger Balm?” Layla asks.

“I have no idea what that is.”

“Never mind. I have one in my room. Can’t wait to slather it all over my forehead,” she mumbles, hoping that would make the searing pain in her skull go away.

“I can go get it,” he offers.

“That’s okay. I like what you’re doing right now. It’s helping a lot.”

Harry smiles down at her. “You did this weird dance for me at the lookout spot.”

“We went there last night? Don’t remember that.” She shakes her head. “What dance?”

“I don’t even know how to describe it. You called it the Scooby seduction dance and - wait I can’t even explain why you started doing it.” He laughs, boyishly. “Here,” he unlocks his phone and shows her the video, bringing down the brightness of the screen to its bare minimum.

Layla was in the Scooby suit, gyrating her pelvis unceremoniously. She was illuminated in the yellow coming from the headlights of the Range Rover, making her stand bright against the dark backdrop of the woods. Her hand grips the base of the thin brown felt tail that was attached and she moves it around, making it propel around and she hopped from one spot to another. There is no music, just the sound of crickets chirping and Harry laughing from behind the camera.

“Delete it,” she says.

“No fucking way.” He snatched his phone from her hands before she wipes it from his phone. “I love it! It makes me laugh every time I think about it.”

“You love that you can use it to blackmail me,” she says, deadpan.

“Two birds one stone,” he shrugs. “Did you remember what you did later?”

“No.”

“So you don’t remember defacing a tree trunk?”

“Oh no! I didn’t pee on a tree, did I?” She gasps. “Please don’t tell me I peed in public! And in front of you!”

“No, you didn’t.” He laughs. “Why would that even be your first thought?”

“I don’t know. I’m weird like that okay,” she says, rolling over to her side, burying her face in his tummy again. “What did I do?” She asks.

“You took your Swiss Army knife from your bag and did something…”

“Did I kill a squirrel?”

“No, you idiot.” He shakes his head. “How do you even come up with these things?”

“Good,” her shoulders slump. “I didn’t go on an alcohol induced murder spree,” she chuckles. “What did I do then?”

“How about I just take you there? You see for yourself.”

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Layla stands in front of the ‘vandalised’ tree trunk. It was late afternoon, and there was no one there at the lookout point. She had her sunglasses on, bundled in her lilac puffer jacket, in one of Harry’s softest sweats, hair messily pulled up into a bun, worrying her bottom lip as she inspected the permanent remnant of last night’s antic.

“So?” Harry asks, stepping closer to her, wrapping his arms around her chest as he pulls her closer to his chest.

“It’s definitely something,” she mumbles. “I’m sure you were against this idea last night.”

“I was against you ripping off the barks from the tree trunk but not against the sentiment,” he mutters, bending down to rest his chin on top of her head.

“And do you like it?” She asks, hesitantly.

“You know I love it.” He says. Layla’s hand comes to grip his, intertwining their fingers. “What do you think?”

“I like the permanence of it. Especially with us sometimes feeling like what we have is ephemeral. But I’m not sure-“

Layla stops herself, feeling his body slump behind her - even though she couldn’t see his face, she could definitely tell that he was disappointed. So she twists her body around to face him. Getting on her toes, wrapping her arms around his neck. “But I’m not sure,” she continues, bumping her nose against his to aid in her mission to make the corner of his downturned lips slink up. “I’m not sure I liked that I did it drunk. I would definitely loved to have done this with all of my faculties intact, so I could remember it too. Just remember feeling absolutely loved by you and nothing else.”

And he smiles, a big one, that tells her he feels the same even if she is struggling to say it right now. A smile that tells her that it’s okay and that he will wait. A smile that tells her that she is the one for him and that he is grateful for her parents forbidding her go on a solo Singapore trip that made her fly out to her Uncle’s in the middle of summer. A smile that tells her that someday sometime in the future, he is sure they will come back to this same tree trunk and laugh wistfully about the night that they were so in love - one absolutely drunk off their mind and the other completely sober - that Layla decided to poorly carve out a conjoint version of names in the tree: hails.

#six months #harry styles imagine #harry styles #indian!oc #camboy!harry #fishnets-fingers #harry styles fluff #harry styles one shot #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #trivia thigh highs and tree trunks #blurb #harry styles blurbs

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hellboys · 2 years

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Wonder how big chubby king David Harbour would look in a Leatherface costume….. 🤤🤤🤤

OUGGHHH CHERRY PLSS 😭 that was literally the first thing I thought of while watching him play hellboy asdfghjkl. Like he's 6' 3" (6' 5 with boots on probably) which is the perfect height, he has that natural furrowed brow look, AND hes a chubby king!!!! Like talk about dream casting!!! I dont think hes ever played a horror villain but god I would absolutely blow up into a million pieces if he did

#combining my 2 hyperfixations is making me 🥴#might have to draw it.......#thank u for sending! ♡#asks

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danicadenniss · 8 months

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Alexandria’s Bedroom

Closet, Alex has Titan City School Uniforms, Japanese Traditional Dress/Pajamas and Every Day Civilian Clothes

Plants, Alex trimmed her bonsai every day at the plant pot

Frame, Alex has Japanese, between ninjas with elemental powers, Earth, Fire, Air and Water frames, Samurai frames, Japanese Cherry Blossoms with Green Tea Ceremony

Bed and Bedding Sheets, Alex has cherry blossoms sheets on her bed and pillowcases and Chinese dragon blankets

Table, Alex has Japanese table, she and her friends Huey, Dewey, Louie, Sammy and Clover study during the evenings for the tests at school

Bookcases, Alex has Japanese books of elemental poetry and artwork

Samantha’s Bedroom

Closets, Sammy has Every Day Clothes and Pajamas

Frames, Sammy has a Outer Space Frame and I Love Space And Science

Bed and Bedding Sheeting, Sammy has space bedding sheets and pillowcases along with white cats pillows, her favorite animal is cat.

Table, Sammy has cats headphones, laptop charger and pugs

Bookcases, Sammy has The Life of her maternal grandfather Michael James Storm book, Space books and science books, her favorite idols Juniper Jim comic book

Na’ Luzia’ (Clover)’s Bedroom

Closet, Clover has Every Day Clothes, Pajamas and Titan City School Uniforms

Frame, Clover has Hallow Eve with Nigel Tyler, Tori Smith and Professor Michael Louis (parody of Laurie Strode and Dr. Samuel Loomis), Dreams with Spirit Face say Hello Dory (Parody of Scream and Ghostface say Hello Sidney) and Creatures Slayer (parody of Demon Slayer)

Flags, Clover has Lesbians Pride Flag on the wall

Bed and Bedding Sheets, Clover has Bennyrise/If Bedsheets (Parody of Pennywise/It), two Fear Toys Zombies (parody of Fear The Walking Dead), and The Cult of Clancy pillowcases (parody of the Cult of Chucky), Tailor Moonlight (parody of Sailor Moon), black cat pillows and Mason Moorhead plushie.

Table, Clover had Molly Harley and Buzzface table cloths (parody of Sally Hardesty and Leatherface) on her desk, with her laptop with a Willy The Sock Puppet from Sew, (parody of Billy The Puppet from Saws), lesbian pride heart, and Teddy Vs. Mason Stickers on its.

Bookcases, Clover has horror comic books Tailor including Being No Devils (Parody of Seeing No Evil), Devil Dead Meat (Parody of Evil Dead), Tailor Stars Manga Books (Parody of Sailor Moon), English, Spanish, Biology, Mythology and other texts books including LGBTQA+ books on her shelves.

Plants: Kindergartner’s Playdates Andy 3 inches mini planter pot on her desk. (Parody of Chunky from Child’s Play)

#tmnt 2012 #totally spies

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hooniaddict · 3 years

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Finished Dusty & Cherry. I was gonna add text but procreate was being weird and would freeze whenever I tried to add text, so no text.

#artist #digital art #artist on tumblr #digital drawing #slasher community #chucky the killer doll #leatherface #slashers #Dusty is Chucky #Cherry is Leatherface #I wanna work on other stuff #so be prepared for Halloween art #in the middle of November #hell yeah #skullydraws

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mamaeldritch · 3 years

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Slashers Sexualities and Genders bc why not

!!These have no basis on anything but my own head cannons!!

i was bored and started thinking about this while zoning out on FnF music, so take these!

Bubba Sawyer: Pansexual and Genderfluid

Nubbins Sawyer: Cis and Pan

Chop Top Sawyer: Trans and Pan

Drayton Sawyer: CisHet but an ally :)

Bo Sinclair: Trans And Bi but has internalized homophobia :(

Vincent Sinclair: Non Binary and Pan (me too vinny, me too )

Lester Sinclair: Cis and Bi

Jason Voorhees: Trans and Straight

Michael Myers: CisHet Ally :)

Billy Loomis: Cis sand Bi

Stu Matcher: Trans and Bi

Thomas Hewitt: Trans and Bi but has internalized homophobia :(

Brahms Heelshire: Cis and Pan

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doyouknowanythingaboutwitches · 5 years

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Who I Will Write For

Beetlejuice (The Movie and Cartoon. No NSFW for cartoon)

Lydia Deetz (The Movie and Cartoon. No NSFW for Cartoon)

Hellboy (2004 & 2019 version)

Ulfric Stormcloak (Skyrim: The Elder Scrolls V)

Certain Cookie Run characters <NO NSFW>

Jason Voorhees (Friday the 13th)

Thomas Hewitt and Bubba Sawyer (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre)

Freddy Krueger (Friday the 13th)

Michael Myers (Halloween)

Jack Skellington (The Nightmare before Christmas) <NO NSFW>

Sally (The Nightmare before Christmas) <NO NSFW>

Pennywise (IT 2017)

Joel (The Last of Us)

All Until Dawn Characters (Until Dawn)

Chucky and Tiffany (Childs Play)

Jim Hopper (Stranger Things)

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bittermarrow · 5 years

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Can you do a Dom!S/O x Leatherface (Thomas or Bubba) where S/o give Bubba a dog buttplug and ears and treats him like an adorable puppy but also having sex with him after his long day of work? I see that boy as a puppy and I am in love with it.

A/n: Bubba will always be like a puppy to me! and I was a bit too excited to do this request (that should’ve been finished much earlier) I ended things on a short note after I lost inspiration which is why it’s so short, sorry about that! (I was kind of embarrassed to write this T-T )

Something else to note, I have my own Headcanons about Bubba’s face, I don’t mind if anyone disagrees this is just my personal interpretation!

Warnings: NSFW, puppy/pet play, dom/sub kinks. (Also, this wasn’t thoroughly proofread)

Words: 1100+

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Puppy Play

It was almost time. You looked lazily out of the bedroom window, overlooking the farm as the sun began to recede and the orangey-pink sky began to darken with every passing minute. You could hear the clinking and soft jingling of cups and bones hitting against one another as the wind passed through those bundles of strange trinkets and animal remains that Nubbins hung all over the place. You hadn’t ever been able to feel this relaxed in the city, with all it’s beaming 24/7 streetlights and noisy roads bustling even in the darkest hours of the night. Perhaps that’s why farm life was so appealing to people, it was quiet, peaceful even.

But amongst all this tranquility a sinister two-player game was nearing its climax, but only just beginning all the same.

You shifted your hips around to sit more comfortably and to ignore the consistent ache between your thighs. Your fingers curled around a tiny remote, shifting the settings every now and then to make sure your Bubba wasn’t getting too comfortable all alone in the basement.

You couldn’t help but grin to yourself when you heard heavy footsteps approaching the room you were in, swiveling yourself around to face the door just as a flustered looking Bubba stumbled through it. He looked wrecked, breathing blissfully unsteady and his trembling lips doing little to muffle the keening whines and pitiful whimpers tumbling through them. From what little you could see of his face under his killing mask was bright pink. The cherry on top of all of it was the two fuzzy dog ears on top of his head, he was so cute in those, you definitely considered them a worthy investment.

“Oh, Bubba, did you finish up all your work today?” You asked with a sugary-sweet tone, smiling at the mess of a man shifting restlessly in front of you.

He nodded eagerly with an affirmative sound close to ‘Uh-huh!’, and you beamed. You were so proud of him, he really managed to hold out all day with that plug inside of him, you were impressed.

“Oh, good boy, Bubba, I’m so proud of you! C’mere, puppy, it’s treat time.” Bubba let out an overjoyed and relieved noise and hurried over to you, almost stumbling in his haste. “Ah-ah! Crawl… last time I checked dogs don’t walk on two legs, sweetie.” You teased with a predatory glint in your eyes that had Bubba on his hands and knees within’ seconds, shuffling over to you like you had asked and nuzzling his face into your lap.

You chuckled and gave him a few pats on the head and run your hands over his sore back, stroking his tired muscles as he sighed into your touch. He was squealing the next moment when the hand running down his back turned up the settings of the vibrating plug inside of him. Bubba whimpered loudly into your thigh, his entire body shuddering under the immense waves of pleasure that was beginning to numb his legs.

“You were so good today, Bubba, you’ve impressed me, I’ve gotta admit.” Bubba was blushing over your gentle praise, not even trying to contain his sounds. He was never all that great at keeping quiet before, after, or during sex, and that was just another thing you loved about him. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t get you caught a few times, but it was worth being able to hear all his noises, ranging from adorable to animalistic. “I’m sure you’re ready for your reward now, just like I promised?”

Bubba looks up at you and nods enthusiastically, beginning to babble and warble a bit louder and more excitedly as you flicked one of his fake, floppy ears. You scoot back further onto the bed and curl your finger towards him, encouraging him to follow. He didn’t need to be told twice! Your puppy eyed you a bit nervously as you allowed him to crawl over you. You rarely let him top, and he’s gotten his fair share of scoldings for impatiently flipping you over on multiple occasions. You washed away his anxiety when you tugged him closer to you, letting him rest his weight on top of you— which was a tad suffocating, but too comfortable to wriggle out from under him.

Bubba sighed and buried his face in your plush chest, relishing the offered cuddles while he could knowing you were simply letting him do it to take off his mask. You slid off his adorable little ears and set them aside to pull off his mask of flesh from his reddened face, his adorably-cute-yet-masculine features a sight for sore eyes after being hidden from you allll day. He had a skin disease that ate away at some of his most prominent features, small chunks of flesh on his cheeks were missing and littered with tiny scabs from constant scratching and the chafe from his mask. These missing bits were generally small, except for around his nose, which was deteriorating slowly as years passed by.

He was still remarkably handsome to you no matter what, you loved seeing him for what he really was. Beautiful. You ruffled his flat hair, his curly black locks matted and damp with sweat after being squished under a hot mask all day. Bubba’s sounds hadn’t ceased since he’d walked through the door, but they seem to have softened a bit, meaning he’s managed to ignore or has just grown used to the setting of his buzzing plug. Oh, no, you couldn’t have that.

Bubba moaned loudly as you raised the intensity of the toy, which was really only half-way as high as it could be. You weren’t surprised though, he was incredibly sensitive and couldn’t take too much stimulation before he simply couldn’t stop from coming. You’ve worked on his stamina a little bit in your adventures in the bedsheets, but he still came relatively fast. Truthfully, this whole experiment with plugs is to help him out in that area, so you’d have a higher chance of coming with or possibly even before him with him still inside of you.

And he’d done so well handling hours of constant stimulation throughout the whole day as he worked, that was something to be proud of him for. Besides, what he lacked in staying power was definitely made up for with his recovery time, he’s able to get hard again minutes after orgasm, and that’s definitely plus.

But there were times for dwellings about that later, this was about rewarding your loyal dog— and husband for being so good today. And, truly, you just loved spoiling him.

“Alright, Puppy, let’s see how good you’ve been today.”

#bubba sawyer x reader #leatherface x reader #bubba sawyer headcanons #bubba sawyer imagine #n/s/f/w #leatherface imagine #slasher x reader #slashers x reader #slashers #slasher horror #tcm #Texas Chainsaw Massacre #leatherface #what am i even doing

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kllsworn · 4 years

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What was it about Zack that made you want to muse him? Like when did it click with you?

Probably the mixture between Bastard and Underdog. I’ve always had a thing for characters that were complete bastards, because there is always a reason for them to act this way. Usually that’s suffering. No suffering is the same kind, there are different levels and nuances which make the character become the way they are. Especially muses that were turned into an enemy of society BY society itself. I find that fact to be ironically beautiful and interesting to explore.

But to be more obvious, I’m super interested in true crime and serial killers. Obviously I would never glorify real killers. However the fact still stands that what they did was not only horrible but also interesting on a psychological level. Ever imagined what it would take for you, as a normal person, to actually kill someone? It’s just a thought but that though alone makes us question whether we would be capable of doing it. I can explore this kind of stuff in a more free way in fiction, through characters I DO like, because they never harmed anyone in real life. Zack in particular was an interesting case of serial killer to me. Because he was not your ‘Hannibal Lecter’ style character that pretends to be part of society, the mastermind, trying their best to fit in.

Zack rejects society in the most simple way possible and his psychological scars are just as clear as the scars caused by a neglectful society. Nobody was there for him so he has no kindness to spare until anyone actually offers him kindness. But the damage is already done. You know the saying ‘a monster created by society’ or whatever. It’s kinda edgy but it works well in this case. And I was so incredibly fascinated by how they managed to make such a killing machine actually appear INNOCENT. He’s so fucking innocent its sometimes hard to believe. Like a child crushing ants without realizing the damage they are causing to something, they just cannot empathize with.

But yeah. Bastard, Serial Killer, complex mindset and very sad backstory. That kinda mixture was absolutely perfect to me. Not to mention his character design. I know its a bit on the creepy pasta side but its rather simple if you think about it. The scythe just worked well with the hoodie to give him that kinda reaper look - and the bandages completely erase every bit of humanity by getting rid of his actual face. Kinda like Leatherface wears human skin on his face or Michael Meyers wearing a mask. It makes killers appear less human through simple means. The different colored eyes and the messy hair are the cherry on top. I was in love the moment I saw his sprite. I can’t stand just handsome, pretty looking characters for myself. I want my characters to be ugly or feral. Preferably both.

I could go on and on … But you get the idea I think.

#alexandriteobscura #[ B0 | OOC ]#[ K1 | Keeps ]

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closetofanxiety · 4 years

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Wrestlequest: Tokyo

Hey everyone! I’m back from Japan. What a trip! I will post a bunch of stuff about it in a bit (still unpacking, jet lagged, etc), but as a baseline, here are the shows I attended while I was there, courtesy of Cagematch. I thought 10 shows was a lot, but I met a bunch of fans from overseas who were going to 20+. If it wasn’t clear before, it should be now: I am a fake wrestling fan. I might as well wear be wearing a Dolph Ziggler t-shirt and have a Twitter screen name like “WokenCloset316.”

Anyway, here’s the list:

December 28, 2019

DDT

“D-Ou Grand Prix 2020: The Final!”

Korakuen Hall

Taped for Abema TV

Attendance: 2,019

Chihiro Hashimoto and Yuki Ino defeat Keigo Nakamura and Keisuke Ishii

One Count Rule Gauntlet Match: Antonio Honda, Danshoku Dino, Hiroshi Yamato, Kazuki Hirata, Mad Paulie, Masahiro Takanashi, Mizuki Watase, Toru Owashi, Yoshihiko, vs. Makoto Oishi (Makoto Oishi wins)

Saki Akai defeats Sakura Hirota

Three-Way Tag Match: Nautilus (Naomi Yoshimura and Yuki Ueno) defeat ALL OUT (Akito and Shunma Katsumata) and DAMNATION (Nobuhiro Shimatani and Soma Takao)

Shinya Aoki defeats Super Sasadango Machine

Tag Match: Kazusada Higuchi and Yukio Sakaguchi defeat Bull James and Yukio Naya

Four Way Match: Konosuke Takeshita defeats Chris Brookes, Daisuke Sasaki, and HARASHIMA

D-Ou Grand Prix Final Match: Masato Tanaka defeats Tetsuya Endo

December 30, 2019

Gatoh Move

“GTMV #26″

Ichigaya Chocolate Square

Attendance: 77

Hagane Shinnou defeats Lulu Pencil

Chris Brookes defeats Mitsuru Konno

Six Man Tag Match: Antonio Honda, Baliyan Akki, and Mei Suruga defeat Masahiro Takanashi, Rin Rin, and TAMURA

December 30, 2019

Big Japan Wrestling: The World Is Not Enough Round 2

Korakuen Hall

Taped for Samurai TV

Attendance: 1,150

Six Man Tag Match: Kazuki Hashimoto, Shinobu, and Yuya Aoki defeat Koju Takeda, Kota Sekifuda, and Tatsuhiko Yoshino

Tag Team Match: Kazumi Kikuta and Ryuichi Kawakami defeat Kankuro Hoshino and Masaya Takahashi

Daisuke Sekimoto defeats Kosuke Sato

Six Man Tag Match: Daichi Hashimoto, Hideyoshi Kamitani, and Takuya Nomura defeat Freddie Krueger, Leatherface, and Raijin Yaguchi

Six Man Tag Match: Masashi Takeda, Takumi Tsukamoto, and Toshiyuki Sakuda defeat Koji Kanemoto, Shinjiro Otani, and Tatsuhito Takaiwa

Six Man Tag Match: Akira Hyodo, Yuji Hino, and Yuji Okabayashi defeat Hideki Suzuki, Takuho Kato, and Yasufumi Nakanoue

Six Man Tag Match: Strong Hearts (El Lindaman, Shigehiro Irie, and T-Hawk) defeat Abdullah Kobayashi, Yuko Miyamoto, and Masato Tanaka

January 1, 2020

YMZ Pro Wrestling

“The 7th Sunrise”

Basement Mon Star

Attendance: 120

Tag Team Match: Manami Katsu and Mari Manji defeat Eito and Kaji Tomato

Tag Team Match: ASUKA and Hagane Shinnou vs. Daiki Shimomura and Tsubasa Kuragaki (Time Limit Draw)

No English Allowed Match: Cherry defeats Kakeru Sekiguchi

Six Man Tag Match: Kuishinbo Kamen, Syuri, and Yuko Miyamoto defeat Daiki Shimomura, Hikaru Sato, and Kaori Yoneyama (w/Matsuzawa-san)

January 2, 2020

All Japan Pro Wrestling

“New Year Wars 2020, Day 1″

Korakuen Hall

Streamed live on AJPW.tv

Attendance: 1,445

Six Man Tag Match: Akira Francesco, Danny Jones, and Rising HAYATO defeat Atsuki Aoyagi, Dan Tamura, and Yusuke Okada

Six Man Tag Match: Fuminori Abe, Jake Lee, and Naoya Namura defeat Black Menso-re, Jun Akiyama, and Takao Omori

Six Man Tag Match: Masanobu Fuchi, TAJIRI, and The Great Sasuke defeat Abdullah Kobayashi, Frank Atsushi, and the Great Kojika

New Year Battle Royal: Danny Jones defeats Akira Francesco, Atsuki Aoyagi, Black Menso-re, Chikara, Dan Tamura, Fuminori Abe, Jake Lee, Naoya Nomura, Osamu Nishimura, Rising HAYATO, Takao Omori, and Yusuke Okada

Eight Man Tag Match: Izanagi, Lucas Steel, Shigehiro Irie, and UTAMARO defeat Hokuto Omori, Kento Miyahara, Yoshitatsu, and Yuma Aoyagi

AJPW World Junior Heavyweight Tournament Semifinal Match: Hikaru Sato defeats Kagetora

AJPW World Junior Heavyweight Tournament Semifinal Match: Susumu Yokosuka defeats Koji Iwamoto

AJPW World Tag Team Title Match: Violent Giants (Shuji Ishikawa and Suwama) defeat Ryouji Sai and Zeus by KO - Title Change!

January 2, 2020

World Wonder Ring Stardom

“New Year’s Stars, Night 1″

Shin-kiba 1st Ring

Attendance: 408

Tag Team Match: Queen’s Quest (Hina and Leo Onozaki) defeat Rina and Ruaka

Three Way Match: Leyla Hirsch (debut) defeats Itsuki Hoshino and Saya Iida

Six Man Tag Match: Queen’s Quest (Bea Priestly, Momo Watanabe, and Utami Hayashishita) defeat Oedo Tai (Natsuko Tora and Natsu Sumire) and Zoey Skye

Tag Team Match: Andras Miyagi and Giulia defeat Oedo Tai (Jamie Hayter and Martina)

Tag Team Match: Kagetsu and AZM defeat STARS (Starlight Kid and Mayu Iwatani)

Eight Man Tag Match: Tokyo Cyber Squad (Death Yama-san, Konami, Jungle Kyona, and Hana Kimura) defeat Saya Kamiani and STARS (Arisa Hoshiki, Saki Kashima, and Tam Nakano)

January 3, 2020

Pro Wrestling FREEDOMS

“Happy New Freedom 2020″

Shin-kiba 1st Ring

Attendance: 215

King of FREEDOM World Title #1 Contender One-Day Tournament Match: Kenji Fukimoto defeats Masashi Takeda

King of FREEDOM World Title #1 Contender One-Day Tournament Match: Takashi Sasaki defeats Rina Yamashita

King of FREEDOM World Title #1 Contender One-Day Tournament Match: Yuko Miyamoto defeats Kamui

King of FREEDOM World Title #1 Contender One-Day Tournament Match: Chikara defeats Takumi Tsukamoto

Two On One Handicap Elimination Match: Naoki Kamata and Tomoya Hirata defeat GENTARO

King of FREEDOM World Title #1 Contender One-Day Tournament Semifinal Match: Takashi Sasaki defeats Kenji Fukimoto

King of FREEDOM World Title #1 Contender One-Day Tournament Semifinal Match: Yuko Miyamoto defeats Chikara

Tag Team Match: Mammoth Sasaki and Violento Jack defeat Toru Sugiura and Yuya Susumu

King of FREEDOM World Title #1 Contender One-Day Tournament Final Match: Yuko Miyamoto defeats Takashi Sasaki

January 3, 2020

World Wonder Ring Stardom

“New Year’s Stars, Night 2″

Shin-kiba 1st Ring

Attendance: 453

Three Way Match: Starlight Kid defeats Natsu Sumire and Ruaka

Three Way Tag Match: Itsuki Hoshino and Saya Kamitani defeat Leyla Hirsch and Rina and Queen’s Quest (Hina and Leo Onozaki)

Tag Team Match: Andras Miyagi and Giulia defeat Natsuko Tora and Zoey Skye

Six Man Tag Match: Tokyo Cyber Squad (Death Yama-san, Konami, and Jungle Kyona) defeat Bea Priestley and Oedo Tai (Jamie Hayter and Martina)

Six Man Tag Match: Queen’s Quest (AZM, Momo Watanabe, and Utami Hayashishita) defeat STARS (Arisa Hoshiki, Saya Iida, and Tam Nakano)

Oedo Tai Reunion (Hana Kimura and Kagetsu) defeat STARS (Mayu Iwatani and Saki Kashima) - Saki Kashima betrays Mayu and joins Oedo Tai

January 5, 2020

Tokyo Joshi Pro

“New Year Dish”

Itabashi Green Hall

Streamed live on DDT Universe

Attendance: 223

Tag Team Match: BAKURETSU Sisters (Nodoka Tenma and Yuki Aino) defeat Mizuki and Sena Shori

Akemi Daredasore defeats Pom Harajuku

Three Way Match: Shoko Nakajima defeats Mahiro Kiryu and Yuki Kamifuku

Six Man Tag Match: Miyu Yamashita, Raku, and Suzume defeat Haruna Neko, Hikari Noa, and Natsumi Maki

Six Man Tag Match: Miu Watanabe, Rika Tatsumi, and Yuka Sakazaki defeat Mina Shirakawa, Mirai Miumi, and Yuna Manase

International Princess Title Match: Thunder Rosa defeats Maki Itoh - Title Change!

January 5, 2020

New Japan Pro Wrestling:

“Wrestle Kingdom 14, Night 2″

Tokyo Dome

Streamed live on NJPW World

Attendance: 30,063

Dark Match: NEVER Openweight Six Man Tag Team Title Gauntlet Match: Los Ingobernables de Japon (BUSHI, EVIL, and Singo Takagi) defeat Bullet Club (Bad Luck Fale, Chase Owens, and Yujiro Takahashi), CHAOS (Robbie Eagles, Tomohiro Ishii, and YOSHI-HASHI), Suzuki-gun (El Desperado, Taichi, and Yoshinobu Kanemaru) and Ryusuke Taguchi, Togi Makabe, and Toru Yano - Title Change!

Tag Team Match: Hiromu Takahashi and Ryu Lee defeat Jushin Thunder Liger and Naoki Sano (w/Yoshiaki Fujiwara) - Liger’s final match

IWGP Junior Heavyweight Tag Team Title Match - Roppongi 3K (Sho and Yoh) w/Rocky Romero defeat Bullet Club (El Phantasmo and Taiji Ishimori) - Title Change!

RevPro Undisputed British Heavyweight Title Match - Zack Sabre Jr. defeats SANADA

IWGP US Heavyweight Title Match: Jon Moxley defeats Juice Robinson (w/David Finlay)

NEVER Openweight Title Match: Hirooki Goto defeats KENTA - Title Change!

Jay White (w/Gedo) defeats Kota Ibushi

Chris Jericho defeats Hiroshi Tanahashi

IWGP Heavyweight/IWGP Intercontinental Title Match: Tetsuya Naito defeats Kazuchika Okada - Title Change! (also Title Retention!)

#making towns #Wrestlequest Tokyo

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hunnywrites · 5 years

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Chapter One: What Goes Bump in the Night

Summary: The town of Hawkins has been turned upside down with the news that Will Byers has suddenly gone missing. Teddi Larsson and Billy Hargrove are gonna get to the bottom of things. Season one AU.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove/OFC

A/N: I just really wanted to write a fic where Billy and Teddi have lived in Hawkins their whole lives and take on Demogorgons because they take their babysitting duties too seriously. Teddi is gonna be the token horror movie character that’s always saying “I’ve got a bad feeling about this” and Billy is gonna hate every minute of it. Greg Larsson and Neil Hargrove are gonna be mentioned but those assholes are gonna be taking a backseat this time around because let’s face it: we all hate them. So I hope y’all enjoy!

Sunday nights in Hawkins were usually quiet, but this one in particular was a little too quiet for Teddi’s tastes. It was almost hard for her to believe that only a half hour ago there had been three fifth graders arguing with Keith at the prize counter. “We’re tired of the shitty finger traps, Keith!” one of them had nearly spat up at him.

“Not my fault that your little baby fingers are too small for the trap to do the trapping. No prize refunds.” that of course ended with a cherry slurpee getting thrown at Keith’s ‘75 Hyundai Pony and Teddi secretly trading out the finger traps for three lightup yo-yos.

Now they had closed up shop for the night, and Keith had headed home to give his car a hose off. Usually Teddi didn’t mind closing out the Palace Arcade. Ever since Keith had promoted her to assistant manager about a month ago, Teddi would stay behind about an hour after all of the kids had gone home and clean up for the next day. It was an excuse to stay away from home a little bit longer, and an extra five bucks in her pocket.

But for some reason tonight she was filled with dread, and it seemed like she couldn’t sweep the floors fast enough. Maybe it was because she watched too many horror movies. This cold November night felt like it was straight out one of those slasher movies she loved so much. “Yeah, like Leatherface is roaming around Hawkins looking for teens to kill,” she muttered to herself. The idea was silly. Imagining some killer hiding behind one of the games waiting until her back was turned so he could strike when she least expected it.

Still, Teddi couldn’t help but throw a quick glance over her shoulder and out the front windows and into the empty parking lot. Just to make sure. Her van sat alone under one of the street lamps waiting for her, but other than that there wasn’t a single person or car in sight. It was almost like everyone had just vanished and she was the only person left in town. Teddi shook her shoulders to try and get rid of the goosebumps that were forming on her arms and tried to hum along to the music she had playing over the radio.

The feeling had nearly gone away. She was crouched down, singing along to the Romantics and sweeping the pile of dirt, dust and other miscellaneous things that seemed to fall off all the kids that came in for the day when the radio cut out. The voices sounded garbled at first, like the signal had been lost suddenly, before the music turned into total static. The lights overhead whired and flashed, and the screens of the game consoles popped and crackled before they all went black. Suddenly the only thing she could hear was how heavily she was breathing.

“What the fuck?” Teddi jolted upright, gripping onto the broom and ready to use it as a makeshift weapon. But before masked killer could come running out with a knife, or before Teddi could even fully comprehend what was even happening, the radio’s signal cleared, the lights came back on and the arcade came right back to life. Teddi blinked. Maybe the rest of the cleaning could wait until tomorrow. Keith wouldn’t care. He might just tease her a little for being such a scaredy cat. Which was rich coming from him, but she could handle it. Teddi didn’t bother to pretend to be calm. She rushed around the prize counter, stashing the broom and dustpan aside and grabbed for her keys so she could open unlock the break room door. There was a knock at the front door. Teddi screamed.

She whirled around, her hand on her chest to try and steady her heart, and glared at the front door. Billy Hargrove was on the other side, grinning wildly. Teddi and Billy had been best friends since they met in swim class at the Hawkins public pool when they were six. They were the best swimmers in the class and Billy thought Teddi was cool because she was the only kid in class aside from himself that wasn’t afraid to jump off the high diving board. After that they were pretty much attached at the hip.

Billy had been Teddi’s first...everything. Her first kiss. The first guy she had sex with. Her first love. They had hit puberty and the pair basically used each other a trial run for everything and anything. “What, I’m gonna humiliate myself in front of Cheryl Burns because I’m shit at kissing? I don’t care if I humiliate myself in front of you.” Billy had said before they’d shared their first kiss. Romantic, right? Now Teddi was trapped in this friends with benefits sort of situation with a guy she was way, way too afraid to confess her real feelings to.

Teddi rolled her eyes at Billy. She stomped over, unlocking the door and swinging it open. “A little jumpy are we?” he asked with a laugh before strolling inside. Teddi locked the door behind him and glared at her friend. Billy shoved his hands into the pockets of his denim jacket and leaned up against Dragon’s Lair. He watched her with an amused expression. “What are you so freaked out about, Larsson?”

Teddi ignored the question and walked past him, heading once again for the break room. Billy followed after her. “What are you doing here?” she asked. She unlocked the door and Billy held it open for her while she grabbed her bag out of her locker.

“I came to give you a ride home.” he shrugged.

Teddi shot him a look. “Uh huh. That’s sweet, but I drove myself,” she said, pointing outside to her van. Billy’s Camaro was parked next to it. She couldn’t believe that she had been so freaked out by the power going out that she hadn’t heard the engine when he pulled in. She eyed the Camaro and noticed that it was empty. “Where’s Max?”

Billy rolled his eyes. “Off with her dork friends playing their dork games,” he said with a short laugh. “She rode her bike over to the Wheeler’s.” usually Max and her friends spent Sundays over at Mike Wheeler’s playing Dungeons and Dragons. Teddi babysat for the Wheelers pretty often and usually found herself playing through a campaign with them. It was why they all preferred her to babysit over Billy. And she never let him forget that.

“Did you notice anything weird on your way here?” she tried to sound as casual as possible. But of course Billy could see right through it. He fell into step beside her, the pair making their way through the arcade as Teddi shut everything off for the night. Teddi felt the goosebumps returning once they were out in the parking lot. She told herself it was just the cold air.

Billy smirked over at her, swinging his keys around his finger. “You gettin’ paranoid on me again, Teddi Bear?” he asked. He blamed her wild imagination for all of the times she’d get like this. She read so many of those fantasy books, watched too many movies with monsters, and read too many comics. Her brain was always coming up with the wildest and worst scenarios.

Teddi let out a soft huff. “I just have a bad feeling.”

Billy raised an eyebrow. “Heebie jeebies or the willies?” Teddi opened her mouth to scold him for teasing her, but he held his hands up to stop her. “Alright, alright. I’m done. Look, how ‘bout I give you a ride home and we can come pick up your van tomorrow after school?” Teddi barely even thought it over. She hurried over to the passengers side of the Camaro and slid inside as soon as Billy unlocked it. Billy almost made a joke about how quickly she buckled her seatbelt and locked her own door, but decided against it.

They took off down the street in a comfortable silence. Well, it was for Billy. Teddi couldn’t seem to sit still. Her leg was bouncing wildly and her fingers were drumming against her bare legs. Billy reached over and placed a hand on her knee. “Hey, he said lowly. “You okay?” Teddi didn’t answer right away. Billy rolled down her window a little in hopes that the fresh air might help.

“I don’t know.,” she finally said with a loud, tired sigh. “I freaked myself out is all. I kept thinking about serial killers and then the power went out…” she laughed a little and shook her head. “It sounds really stupid when I say it out loud. I’ll be fine.” she waved his concern away. Billy didn’t move his hand. As the Camaro blurred past the woods, the kids called it Mirkwood, Teddi heard a horrible screech coming from deep inside the forest. It didn’t sound human. It didn’t sound like anything Teddi had ever heard before. Horror movies included. The goosebumps were back.

Teddi looked over at Billy to confirm she hadn’t been imagining things. Billy shifted uncomfortably. “...It’s probably just an animal. Maybe a coyote got a deer or something.” but he quickly rolled the window up and flicked on the radio. They didn’t hear the sound again. Billy soon pulled into Teddi’s driveway and she let out a sigh of relief. The lights inside were off. Her parents cars were both in the driveway. Thank god for small favors, Teddi thought.

She realized they’d been sitting there for awhile and she hadn’t moved yet. She unbuckled her seatbelt and smiled weakly over at Billy. She felt embarrassed about being so freaked out. “...Thanks for the ride.” she said finally.

Billy smirked over at her, and she knew he was holding in some dirty comment. “No problem...you know, if you want I can always come in with you. Make sure there aren’t any monsters in your room…” The way he was looking at her, casually stretched out in the driver’s seat with that dangerous glint in his eyes almost made Teddi want to take him up on his offer. She could probably use the company, and fooling around with Billy for a few hours wouldn’t be the worst thing.

Instead she scrunched up her nose and shook her head. “It’s a school night, perv.” she teased.

Billy groaned and sunk in his seat. “Fiiine. I’ll see you tomorrow, Good Girl.” he sighed. Teddi was grateful it was dark and that he couldn’t see how flushed her cheeks probably were. She mumbled a goodnight and quickly went inside. Once the door was shut behind her she heard the rumble of the Camaro’s engine as Billy pulled out of the driveway.

Teddi crept downstairs to her room. Her parents had turned the basement into a bedroom for her when they’d moved in over ten years ago. The house had four bedrooms total, but her mother had claimed two of them to be turned into a giant closet/dressing room and her father had claimed the third for an upstairs study. She had been more than fine with it. It was an excuse to stay away from them and she had her own bathroom. Plus, eventually she would learn that it made sneaking out a little too easy.

She made quick work of taking off her makeup and changing into her pajamas. It was a little childish, but when she flicked her bathroom light off she rushed across the room and dove into bed like she had when she was little. Like if she didn’t hurry and get into bed some monster would crawl out from under the bed and grab her ankles. Teddi pulled the blankets up to her neck and immediately regretted turning Billy down. She thought of that horrible screech she heard in the woods. Her mind started trying to imagine what sort of creature that the sound belonged to.

Teddi groaned. If she kept this up she would never get any sleep. “It’s just a coyote,” Teddi told herself, repeating Billy’s words. “You’re freaking out over nothing.” and of course she was. This was Hawkins, Indiana she was talking about. There wasn’t anything going bump in the night. No monsters. She thought of her father who was sound asleep upstairs and Neil Hargrove. Well, maybe that wasn’t true.

Eventually she fell asleep peacefully, dreaming of her father and Neil trapped out in the woods with whatever creature had made that horrible noise.

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“Wittle Stevie boy is in woooooove,” Carol taunted as she and Tommy H practically cackled. They’d been at this for the entirety of lunch. Steve had already ditched them once that morning to go meet Nancy in the girl’s bathroom and the two hyenas wouldn’t let it go. Steve, Teddi and Billy were all annoyed. They’d gotten a good laugh at first. They always did whenever they’d rag on each other. But Tommy and Carol definitely didn’t know when to quit. “Steve and Nancy, sittin’ in a tree!”

Billy rolled his eyes, blowing out a cloud of smoke before handing his cigarette over to Teddi. They were both leaned up against the side of the Camaro as they tried their best to ignore the peanut gallery.

“Come on, Steve. We’re all friends here. You can tell us. What the hell do you see in that prude? ‘Cause you can’t tell me she’s putting out.” Tommy said, throwing his arm around Carol’s shoulders.

Billy can’t help but chuckle at that, smirking over at Steve. “Oh, I can probably think of a reason he’s so interested.” Teddi let out a scoff, handing the smoke back over to Billy. Steve’s lips twitched into a grin and he rolled his eyes playfully at his best friend.

Teddi hated the way they talked about Nancy. She didn’t really know which was worse; when they talked shit about her behind her back, or when they teased and tormented her to her face. She guessed it was a good thing that Nancy never let it get to her no matter what they came up with. Ignoring Tommy and Carol was definitely the best way to deal with them. Teddi and Nancy weren’t really friends per say. She knew her through school and from babysitting Mike. But she was always nice to Teddi. And she liked to think if the roles were reversed Nancy would stick up for her.

“Leave him alone guys,” Teddi said, pretending to sound stern. “Maybe Steve just wants to date someone nice for once.” she offered.

“Thank you, Teddi. She’s very nice.” Steve smiled, his mind clearly drifting to thoughts of Nancy. Teddi thought it was sweet. She briefly wondered if Billy ever looked that way when he spoke about her. Not likely, she thought with a sigh.

Carol let out a loud snort and she and Tommy fell back into a fit of laughter. “Nice?” she asked. “Steve doesn’t like nice. He likes easy. And Nancy wheeler is the complete opposite of easy.” it was to the point where Steve wasn’t able to find the humor in the situation anymore. It wasn’t often that Teddi saw Steve truly annoyed, but she did notice that Tommy and Carol were usually the reason for it happening.

“Maybe he’s looking for a challenge this time,” Tommy offered. “Maybe he’s getting bored, eh, Steve?” he snickered.

Steve rolled his eyes. “Whatever, Tommy. I’ll see you guys later.” Teddi offered an apologetic smile while Billy lifted his hand in a short wave.

“Gotta go find Nancy?” Tommy asked. Carol started making kissing noises. “See ya later, Lover Boy! Give her a kiss for me!” he called after Steve. Steve threw a middle finger over his shoulder, the pair only laughing louder.

Teddi felt like she had a headache coming on. She almost wished she could find some sort of excuse to get Billy away from them and enjoy what was left of their lunch in peace. Tommy and Carol were joking around with each other now, so thankfully it was easier for her to tune them out. She let out a slow breath of smoke as she surveyed the parking lot around them. She could see the middle school from where she was. She and Billy usually waited there for Max after school whenever she needed a ride home.

There were two cop cars parked out in the front of the school. A patrol car and Chief Hopper’s Blazer. That paranoid feeling from the night before was back. She nudged Billy’s side with her elbow and nodded over to the other school. “Cops.” was all she said.

Billy didn’t say anything. But she could see the flash of worry in his eyes. Tommy quickly broke the silence. “Whoa! What do ya think happened?” he and Carol moved closer to the fence that separated the two parking lots.

It couldn’t have been anything too bad. There hadn’t been any news travelling the halls at school. Nothing on the morning announcements. Maybe some kids just got into a fight or something and the cops were there to scare them straight.

“You know, Johnathan Byers wasn’t here today,” Tommy said with a nearly evil looking grin. “Maybe he finally snapped and offed his whole family. Hop’s here to break the news to the principle.” Teddi felt a chill up her spine at the way Tommy and Carol laughed at the suggestion.

Teddi knew that there wasn’t a chance of that happening. Johnathan was a good guy. Just quiet. Still, this whole thing was starting to make the goosebumps come back.

“Tommy, will you shut the fuck up?” Billy asked in a tired tone. “Do you gotta be so fuckin’ morbid all of the time?” he glared over at his friend. Tommy only grinned and shrugged. Teddi stepped on what was left of the cigarette and excused herself. She didn’t give Billy time to say anything or follow after her. It was like that for the rest of the day. Teddi hid within herself and wondered why the cops were over at the middle school. And why Johnathan was absent.

When it was time for Billy to give her a ride back to the arcade, he decided to try and ease her worries. “Hey, Max. We saw Hopper was over at your school. What happened? Henderson finally take my suggestion and kick those little assholes in the balls?”

Max had been uncharacteristically quiet since getting into the Camaro. It definitely didn’t make Billy feel any better. She shifted around in the backseat, her eyes trained down at her shoes. Teddi frowned and turned to face her. “Max? Is everything okay?”

“...Will didn’t come home last night. His mom said he never made it back from Mike’s. They can’t find him anywhere.” an almost sickening silence filled the car. Teddi felt her stomach drop. She thought she might get sick. She turned back in her seat, staring hard down at the dashboard.

Billy’s eyes flickered between the two girls. His fingers tightened around the steering wheel. He almost wanted to blame Tommy for making that stupid joke at lunch. Like somehow it was his fault that Teddi and Max were so upset. “...It’s only been a few hours,” he finally said. “Maybe...maybe he tried to take a short cut and he got lost. They’ll find him. No problem.” he didn’t really believe that. That sort of thing never happened except for maybe in those stupid lifetime movies that Susan liked to watch. He felt a wave of nausea roll over him as he imagined what might have happened to the Byers kid.

The girls were silent for the rest of the ride to the arcade. Billy noticed that Max was trying to hide the fact that she was crying. He didn’t say anything. Teddi face had nearly turned white. She was just staring straight out at the road. She barely blinked. He knew that on some level she had probably found a way to blame herself. That bad feeling she had last night had been a sign and she had ignored it. Like somehow she was supposed to just know that Will Byers had been in trouble. Just like the night before, Billy reached over and placed his hand on her knee. She didn’t move.

When they made it to the Palace Arcade’s parking lot, Teddi wordlessly got out of the Camaro. “I’ll be back, Max,” Billy muttered, following Teddi over to the driver’s side of her van. “Hey, hey. Are you okay?” he took her by the elbow and turned her to face him. “You’re freaking me out, Larsson.”

Teddi looked up at Billy’s nervous expression. She smiled a little. “Are you saying you’re worried about me, Billy?”

Billy let out a relieved breath through his nose and grinned down at her. “...If I say yes does that mean you’ll let me come over tonight?” he wasn’t very good at this. Talking. Comforting. More often than not he just ended up hitting on her and hoping for the best.

Teddi was quiet for a moment, and Billy was almost worried that he had upset her. “...Come over at ten. My parents will be asleep by then. Just park down the street so they don’t see your car, okay?” Billy nodded.

He watched Teddi drive off before getting back in the Camaro. Max crawled into the front seat and roughly rubbed at her eyes with the sleeves of her hoodie. Billy didn’t look directly at her. He drummed his fingers nervously against the steering wheel. “...You wanna get ice cream or something?”

Max nodded, smiling a little. “Ice cream sounds good.”

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