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punching-obsession · 2 years

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So what is the meeting greet with a younger fan probably younger than Little Mac maybe being 14 like being absolutely adored by the boxers and basically all of them fighting for your attention because they're just a sweetheart bonus points if you want to add your OCS

These can be headcanons or a fanfic whatever you want

I’ll add one oc of mine and these will be headcannons also I didn’t add king hippo since idk it just feel weird to write him as a yandere but I’ll add him if you want! And the oc will be one just for this blog,I’ll talk more about them later!(Its an fan made circuit I made for this oc and their group) also if I forgot anyone tell me!

TW/CW:Yandere behavior, unhealthy relationship, abusive relationship, unhealthy behavior, abusive behavior, Threatening,THIS IS ALL FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES I DO NOT SUPPORT ANYTHING IN HERE!

Glass joe!

•He adores you as he is often ridiculed by others to the amount of times he’s lost

•you being at his fights motivates him to do better even tho he still fails you were cheering him on

•be expected to have tickets already ready for his next match for you

•Everyone thinks your his kid but you aren’t and why they think that if because of how often you are with him and how parental he acts

•He gets jealous when he finds out the other boxers have your attention

Von Kaiser!

•He finds it cute how you are at every show he fights

•will ruffle your hair and say something in German like ‘Thank you for all the support tiny one’

•Yes he call you mother fucking Tiny one

•Be ready to train with him if your parent lets him,he’ll go easy on you

•Worried how you even get money for his matches because your 14 and can’t have a job yet(From where I am you have to be 16 so yeah)

•He’s so passive aggressive to Joe whenever he’s near you because he needs to understand your HIS kid

•Gets so fucking pissed when he finds out you go to other boxers matches

DISCO KID!

•He finds you adorable and cute for how much you cheer him on

•SO MUCH DANCE LESSONS

•He’ll hold you on his shoulders randomly

•Becomes your babysitter because your parents trust him for some reason!

•Just throws shade at Joe and Von whenever he can

•HES JEALOUS AND PISSED OFF THE OTHER BOXERS GOT YOUR ATTENTION (Even tho he has most because he’s your babysitter and is with you at all Matches)

MAJOR CIRCUIT

Piston hondo!

•he finds you quite Interesting because he sees you at every match he does but also cute

•So much hair ruffles

•He’ll teach you to speak Japanese so you can understand him

•Threatening the other three boxers whenever you aren’t paying attention

•Be ready for everyone to think your his sister/brother/sibling because of how you act around each other

•He gets possessive after he finds out you give other boxers your attention

Bear hugger!

•He thinks your cute and dedicated he likes that!

•So much maple syrup from him,YOUR PARENTS DONT KNOW WHERE TO PUT THEM!

•He introduces you to the animals who trained him

•He made you a replica of his beanie that came with A FUCKING RACOON! :)

•He also throws passive aggressive stuff at the other boxers because why the hell are they taking your attention!?

•Be ready for this fucker to ‘accidentally’ throw his gloves at the other boxers when he finds out you give them attention

Great tiger!

•THIS COCKY ASSHOLE(who’s my favorite) SEES YOU AS A 4 YEAR OLD KNOWING DAMN WELL YOUR 14 YEARS OLD!!!

•jokingly teases you

•Will mess up your hair on purpose

•No one knows who your related to now because everyone sees how each boxer acts with you

•Will let you sit on his flying carpet while he makes sure you don’t FUCKING die

•Will almost start fights with the other boxer for attention

•HES PISSED WHEN OTJER BOXERS GET YOUR ATTENTION!

Don flamenco!

•He’s somehow the most calmest boxer out of all these fuckers

•People refuses to believe that you aren’t his child because he’s basically your new dad

•Carmen loves you as well she sees you as her child

•Carmen taught you to make flower crowns and when you made one you put it on Don’s hair,he still has it

•the boxer have to deal with him having the anger of a dad and he has almost fought them

•Gets jealous whenever some other boxer

WORLD CHAMPIONSHIPS

Aran Ryan!

•SO MUCH CHAOS!!

•Fucker he’s stealing you every time he sees you and is done with his matches

•He’s teaching you how to cheat even tho he shouldn’t be doing that and he know it

•he gives you anything that has seven stuff or has the number seven because ya know,lucky number seven

•He has to be held back around the boxers because he’ll try and kill them!!

•gets so anger and jealous others get your attention!

Soda popinski!

•He gives you soda but not much because he cares about your health :]

•will put you on his shoulders and walk around as if he hadn’t just stolen you from your babysitter lol

•He thinks you like a kitten or a fragile doll so he treats you like your break any moment

•He’s smashed his bottles on the other boxers head whenever he gets jealous at them

•Teaches you Russian

•Be prepared for some anger Russian cussing whenever you give others attention

Bald bull!

•He’s always calm around you

•he’ll call you ‘tiny bull’ only

•Hates your babysitter so much

•He’ll fight anyone who steal your attention from him because he does that like all boxer do

•At this point you know the drill he’s jealous the other boxers get your attention

Super macho man!(kinda hate this man ngl)

•He’ll let you hang off his arm and swing on it when your bored

•So much pictures with him to the point you may need glasses like me

•will let you wear his glasses if your eyes hurt from taking pictures

•Hes that cool uncle no one likes except the kids do

•Will buy you stuff like a shit ton

•Hes fighting with the other boxers to not notice your giving your attention to someone else

MR SAND MAN!

•He carry’s you on his shoulder

•your mostly with him when the boxer are fighting

•He acts like that chil step dad

•Checks up on you whenever he can to make sure you aren’t overwhelmed

•He has to stop the fights with the boxers!

THE CIRCUS!(Btw it’s just 2 oc’s even tho the circus is hella big)

Ring master!

•Ring master finds you cute

•Often times ring master will dress you up like a mini her and do you makeup (if you want any ofc) like Hera

•Everyone calls you ‘Mini ring’ as a nickname because of the ring master

•She’s the mom figure because she’ll help you with homework often

•The circus isn’t really like by a few boxers so when they find out you are hanging with ALL the circus they get pissed

•She doesn’t care about the other boxers and honestly doesn’t even try and fight them she tries to be nice for your sake!

Swan Diver

•oh she just finds you so adorable

•Be ready for her to swoop you up into the air because she’s one of the acrobatics

•Will dress you up as a mini her but make adjustments for your comfort

•She’s also one of your baby sitters because your parents love how she acts

•She’s that sister who’s alway happy and loves you but will tease the hell out of you!

•Will cuss out the other boxers in her native language

•She calls you ‘duckling’

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mrsandman42069 · 2 months

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just-a-drawing-bean · 6 months

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Mr.Sandman~

Your boy which you’ve seen already @venomous-qwille

Grr qwille ever since you’ve shared his personality with us, he’s on my mind I love he <333 ough soft moon

Pls read Ghost in the Machine I’m begging people to learn the lore

#I’m gripping him tightly #grip #sandman beloved #gitm #ghost in the machine #sandman gitm #rahhhh #I’m normal #all the moons are everything to me #and the eclipses #and sunspot #grrrrr and nova #all of them #beats up sol #wahh #bean art #I’m so normal

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funsizesirasilliness · 2 months

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SILLY SILLY ART FROM A MAGMA HOSTED IN MISUTAMOJIS TODAY !!! I finally drew more related to the GitM AU which is being done by @venomous-qwille !

I had an absolute blast on the magmas today and I drew an array of my favs! I missed out on Fool though 💔 but i got Sunspot, Misuta, Sandman, and Sombra and i loved drawing all of them so much !!!! Also the last drawing is just silly because he smokes and i think a smoke sesh with him would be really funny because he doesnt get high so hes just watching @fox-kitt and i get absolutely zooted X3

Again Mr.Sandman and Misuta deserve more love ugh i wanna kiss them, my belovedssss ~

I’d also adore baking with Sunspot because he’s so cute I’m ☹️❤️

#ghost in the machine #self insert #fnaf #fanfic #fnaf au #ghost in the machine au #gitm #gitm misuta #misuta moon #sombra #gitm au #gitm fanart #gitm sunspot #sunspot mk1 #gitm sombra #gitm sandman

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artdivadej · 1 year

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Mr.Sandman

Part One

18+ | NSFW

The nightmares never stopped. Not unless I was in his arms. I’d been trying so hard to keep a good distance between us these last six months because I was still confused about how I felt to be honest. I knew I needed him. I knew I’d never cared for anyone else in the way I did him. Was that because the feelings were from trauma bonding to him or because I did finally actually see him after 11 years? It seemed wholly unfair to keep putting him in situations if I couldn’t reciprocate his earnest feelings. He was always honest about where he stood to the way he spoke and how he treated me. How passionate he could be!

During the second games I’d allowed myself to just let my body respond when he’d kissed me on the beach. It scared the hell out of me. Fire erupted in my veins and the pit of my stomach when his tongue met mine, my roots tingled with every pass of his large, gentle fingers running up my neck to cup my cheeks. I’d never wanted sex until that moment.

When Peeta had pulled back and met my gaze, his pecan eyes now a toasted walnut, they too screamed his hunger for more. I wanted his hands all over me, to give me everything that he had on that beach. To feel his gentle lips explore every inch of me. To listen to Peeta worship me all the while. Because I can tell just by how sweetly he talks to me normally that he’d be so vocal. I wanted to really give the capital a show of the fiery passion within me for him in that moment. I was afraid of what that might mean.

I’d been forcing myself to sleep alone since we got back from the war although he only lived 2 houses down from me. Or at least as much sleep as I could muster, which was never usually more than 2-3 hours.

The nightmares never stayed at bay long.

I did visit him when he was asleep. He still slept with his window open and there was a nook built under the window in his bedroom. I’d sneak in when I was sure he was asleep and watch him sleep for a while, surrounded by his scent to make me feel safe again. It brought peace and allowed me to get more sleep at night to see him safe and content.

This was my routine.

I know it made me seem crazy. Especially since I know I could selfishly ask to climb into bed with him and he’d happily tell me yes. That somehow seemed more wrong than this. This didn’t feel like using him. That did.

I didn’t see him conscious much, choosing to hide out in the forest or in my cellar most of the daytime. I used to spend more time at Haymitch’s but Effie’s been visiting him for the last month and I don’t want to intrude.

I missed Peeta. His friendship. His warmth. His light. His smile. His touch. His lips. His hands.

Was that because he was all I had? Because his presence was the only thing that kept me going? I still swear he’d put some kind of spell on me that night at that beach.

I’d slept all alone this week though, knowing he had some big orders for weddings this month (the biggest gossip at the Hob right now) and would be working late hours. I couldn’t be sure when he would be down or up, now that his schedule had been changed for who knows how long.

It had been a hellish week and I just needed some sleep. It had been over 48 hours since I’d gotten any and my body was screaming to just let it drop. I’d have to risk oversleeping a little tonight at Peeta’s and pray he was just as tired from the extra orders.

I waited until a little after 2 am before I popped open my bedroom window and peeked around to make sure the coast was clear before leaping onto the grass barefoot. He’d definitely been baking something because the closer to his house I crept, the stronger the scent of fresh bread became. Oh, I missed this smell. Pushing onto the balls of my feet, I peeked inside to see him rolled facing away from the window, sleeping peacefully with his blanket around his waist. I leapt inside hitting the cushion silently, staying still for a few moments to make sure I didn’t disturb him. Peeta grunted, his left-hand scratching at his hair, his soft dirty blonde hair, before he was still again. I let out a deep breath and pulled the hoodie he had on the seat over my head, settling in and listening to the sounds of his peaceful breathing to lull me to sleep.

×××

I jumped awake, startled by how deeply I’d been sleeping. I wasn’t wearing his hoodie anymore. I’d been wrapped in the same blanket Peeta had round his waist earlier. I was no longer in the window seat either. Peeta had to have woken in the middle of the night and seen me. Shit! When had he moved me to the bed? It was still dark out. A chance look at his alarm clock let me know that I’d only been sleeping for about an hour but, Peeta wasn’t here.

Just as I thought to make a speedy exit, he came out of the adjoining bathroom scratching at his wayward curls, his bare feet slapping the floor lowly. He climbed into the bed still unaware that I was now awake and watching him since I’d stayed on my side. When his arm curled around my waist and pulled me in close, I felt my body slump immediately, my safety returned.

Turning in his arms I realized I’d surprised him as much as he had me when his eyes met mine.

“I didn’t mean to wake you”, he hummed as he brushed his fingertips tenderly down my cheek.

“That’s my line”, I choke ignoring how my breath hitched at his touch.

Oh, I’d been starving for his touch. Those large hands, capable of tossing a man twice his size with ease, yet gentle enough to make fine strokes that create an intricate design on whatever they touched.

“I had to piss anyway”

“You leaving must have woken me up”

“It always did”, he smirked playfully. “So...”

“So?”

I sigh knowing he’s going to want to talk about why I haven't been around him for the last 6 months. I’m a little too tired for that tonight.

“How long have you been sleeping here?”

Ok.

Not the question I was expecting. I bite my bottom lip and break eye contact. His honest, adoring pecan eyes always made me crack and I desperately wanted to lie.

“Baby girl?” he cooed pulling my eyes back to him, his index finger tilting my chin up to make sure he could hold me spellbound.

“A while” I breath

“I knew I hadn’t heard you scream in a long time”

“You could hear me?”

“Of course. I could hear you across a forest, you don’t think I’d hear you 100 feet away?”

“Sorry about that”

“Don’t be. I missed having you this close”, he breathed pulling me in tighter so my rapidly heating body was flush against his.

Oh God I loved his strong arms around me, his thick corded upper body able to surround me completely whenever I buried my face in his chest.

“I can’t sleep without you”, I admit trying to catch my breath

“You missed me?”

I don’t answer and his hand is cupping my cheek, his left that had been tucked under my hip had curled around my waist and was sliding up my back now. His left-hand slides beneath my shirt and up my back smoothly making my body tremble in response. For someone who worked so much with his hands they were so damn soft when he handled me. Whether he was tossing me behind him protectively or throwing me up onto his hips for a hug. Peeta’s terrifyingly powerful hands always felt like silk on my skin. He smirked when he realized there was no bra beneath my t-shirt. Oh, his hands. He tilts his head minutely so his lips just barely brush mine and that heat flares within my belly again. I want him to kiss me so bad.

I want his hands on more of me.

“Say it sweetness”

“Yes. I missed you” I finally admit practically hissing with need.

God I must be tired. I couldn’t string together a coherent thought outside of his lips or his prodding fingers along the expanse of my back and cheek.

“Good girl”, he grinned pecking my lips gently.

The hand cupping my cheek slid down the curve of my neck and I had to be honest, I briefly imagined them on my throat as he made love to me, his overgrown blonde curls falling into his eyes as he brought me to climax beneath him.

Such power in those gentle fingers. I arched up to kiss him again but he pulled back, slightly rolling so that he lay atop me now, both of his hands on either side of my head as I gaze up in wonder at him. His tight muscles strain against his shirt nicely and I reach out to touch him, not wanting him to hover above me but for his skin to touch mine. His right hand grabbed mine. Peeta nibbled my fingers before locking it above my head with the other, pinning me in place with his left hand. He hadn’t even needed to flex a muscle to keep me immobile.

Oh God.

I whined and arched again, hoping he’d take pity and kiss me again if he wasn’t going to touch me.

“Is there something you want?”, he hummed pushing my thighs apart with his knees.

“You”

“What about me?”

“To kiss me” I whined loudly

I would never be this honest if I wasn’t delirious from sleep deprivation but, as far as I knew this could all be a dream. The perfect time to take full advantage of such the perfect dominant vocal Peeta.

His brow quirked but he seemed to have mercy on me as he leaned forward towards my lips. I couldn’t help the excited whine that left my throat any more than my low groan when they met my neck instead.

“You want my mouth on you sweet girl?”, Peeta hummed as his lips began to suck at my neck oh so gently, his thick tongue rolling over my pulse so wonderfully.

“Oh yes!”

“You missed my lips?”, Peeta whispers through his teeth before sinking his teeth into the column of my throat, sucking hard enough to bruise.

Oh Fuck! His lips were descending lower, his teeth snagging at my raised shirt to pull it over my collarbone.

“So beautiful”

I squirmed under his penetrating gaze as his eyes took in every part of my exposed torso, hating that of all the scars the Capitol could get rid of, the one Cato gave me would forever mar my upper body. He’d cut me from waist to throat badly enough I had to practically sew my torso back together. It went from my left hip up through the middle of my breasts, and over my shoulder. The skin was still slightly raised and a deep angry red that made my otherwise pretty skin a jagged mess. Peeta leaned forward and lay a kiss on its apex at my shoulder, suckling the sensitive skin lower and lower until his hot mouth hovered just above my nipple.

“You’re so pretty sweetness”, Peeta groaned pulling my left nipple between his lips, giving a soft suckle. “Such strength in such a lovely frame”

“Ah, Peeta!”

He released my hands, my left happily threaded through his soft curls while my right squeezed at his shoulder. His left hand hiked my thigh up so that my legs dropped open to make more room for his wide frame. Peeta’s large hands cupped both of my breasts, his lips wrapped around the slick swollen bud of my left, his teeth nibbling as he sucked hungrily. I couldn’t stop the shaking of my frame if I tried. Moving his attention to my left breast I pull at his hair, my hips bucking to meet his desperately, drowning in his wet mouth on my nipples.

“Is this what you miss?” he hummed

“I-I-I've never” I try and fail to explain

“You wanted just me to taste you sweet girl?”

“Only you” I pant with another buck of the hips

This makes Peeta smile with a wicked mischief I only remember seeing on his face when he announced my fake pregnancy. His left hand releases my breast and I whine at the loss of contact but his mouth is quick to suckle the bud up into his warm mouth. Only leaving the bud to suck around it and leave his mark on more of my heated skin.I was so lost in his mouth that I’d lost track of his free right hand. Peeta had pushed my panties to the side, dragging his index and middle finger up back and forth against my slick lips.

“So wet for me”, he moaned

Peeta was robbing me of all reason I had as his hands explored every dip and groove that set my body on fire. To hear his deep sweet voice, whisper such lewd things as he made me melt with his fiery touch was enough to set every atom ablaze with his heat. When he slipped his index finger deep within me to his palm, I gasped in surprise at the fullness the thickness of his finger gave me. His mouth was on mine in seconds, swallowing my gasps of pleasure as he curled and slow stroked my walls.

“Peeta”

“Breathe pretty girl. I need you ready for me” he whispered in my ear as his left hand rolled my nipple between his fingers.

If his finger felt like this how would I fit all of him inside of me? Almost as if sensing my thoughts Peeta’s teeth enclose around the top shell of my ear before licking the shell and biting again. Oh. I liked that.

“Can I taste you sweetness?”

“I thought you were” I gasp when he tweaks my nipple and thrusts up particularly hard with his finger in a way that makes me clench around him.

“Oh no, I meant your sweet pussy”

He slips his finger from within me and I can’t help but whine again, missing the full feeling but he places his soaked finger into my open mouth. I wrap my lips around it and suck hard, rolling my tongue over it, making a show of enjoying the sweet flavor. Peeta’s eyes widen as he watches me and I can feel his dick twitch against my thigh. His lips capture mine quickly as his tongue sucks mine hungrily to get a taste of me as well.

“Can I please?” he groans against my lips, his hips rocking back and forth desperately now.

“Yes”

The triumphant soft moan that leaves his lips makes my clit jump in response. Was Peeta always this doting? This open about his desires? Oh, I couldn’t wait to feel his mouth worshipping my lips for the first time. I had a feeling Peeta was going to have me awake for the rest of the night.

#i ship it #romance #the hunger games peeta #peeta #peeta smut #peeta mellark x reader #peeta mellark smut #peeta mellark #peeta fanfiction #fanfiction writer #fanfiction #smut #the sandman

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petrock42clone · 6 months

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Title Defense Four: The Suffering Will Never End

(Inspired by @haterb0y-m0e and @matchamabs posts respectively)

Before we actually get into the boxers I feel it should be said that in TD4 (and possibly even TD3), Little Mac will be given the ability to use Giga Mac because otherwise I think he would die without it. You could still try to fight the other boxers without it, but it would be way more difficult without it.

Glass Joe: It would probably be a sin if he didn't put shards of glass in his gloves. He literally has the word "glass" in his name and none of us thought to incorporate it into his moveset?

Von Kaiser: He shaves his head bald and brings his students into the ring. Also, both him and his students have done crack before the match began. Please don't tell their parents-

Disco Kid: Idk, he becomes a DJ and throws records at you during the match. Also he wears scene kid clothing from the early 2000s. Yes he will wear a Gir hoodie. Next question.

King Hippo: Along with wearing all the armor from his previous Title Defenses, he also eats during the match to regain health. The amount of health he gets back depends on what food he eats.

Piston Hondo: Let's just cut all the bullshit and give him a Death Note. He also dresses like Alucard from Hellsing Ultimate which totally won't foreshadow anything.

Bear Hugger: He sends the whole bear family from Berenstein Bears after you.

Great Tiger: He wouldn't do much, he would just distract you with a cup and ball trick mid match (bumbles mcfumbles reference).

Don Flamenco: At random points, his now wife Carmen gets into the ring to beat your ass. You can't fight back however for the same reason peach isn't in the game so you're only able to dodge.

Aran Ryan: He pretends not to cheat but after you knock him down a third time he brings back all the broken rules.

Soda Popinski: His blood has just been replaced with soda.

Bald Bull: He went to anger management classes and they were so effective they distract you with how scary he is when he isn't pissed.

Super Macho Man: Not only has he become broke (probably because he fell for a crypto scam /j) he also uses the ref as a weapon.

Mr.Sandman: Either just turns into Sans or he just tries to distract you by reading you a bedtime story.

BONUS BATTLE:

The Referee: Turns out you can't just turn someone into a weapon and then not expect them to have a screw go loose in their head afterwards. He actually used to be a damn good champion in his prime, but after being dethroned by Doc he forgot until your TD4 match with Macho. He copies all the broken rules of every boxer before him in 13 phases, and there are more than 3 rounds in this fight in order to accommodate this.

#punch out #punch out!!#glass joe #von kaiser #disco kid #king hippo #piston hondo #bear hugger #great tiger #don flamenco #aran ryan #soda popinski #bald bull #super macho man #mr sandman

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dollmoth-productions · 2 years

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Can I request eight or five boxers of your choices with a Reader who basically is a mini version of Disco kid but with bald bulls anger. Platonic please bye friend!!

I think my Max is four so I hope you don't mind

⚠️TW OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STALKING POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STOCKHOLM SYNDROME MANIPULATION ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR AND DRUGGING DO NOT DO ANY OF THIS ITS NOT HEALTHY

💙Disco kid💙

💙 he instantly got along with you because of well you both love Disco so it feels amazing to have someone who has the same interest as you

💙 first off he loves the way you dance but he hates your anger problems it's quite scary seeing you actually get angry to the point of view producing Steam it's almost like you can't control it

💙 he doesn't like it whenever you get angry so he usually tries to call me down with music since you both have the same music taste it's nice

💙 he's more of a nonviolent type so he won't really do anything to harm you or anyone just to keep you safe

❤glass joe❤

❤ a lot like this though he's more on the non-violent end he doesn't want you to get hurt but he also doesn't want you to fall in the hand of terrible people

❤ especially now that you are fighting him or going up to the world circuit he knows that you won't last long if you let your anger to continue the control you

❤ his best to keep his anger under control it doesn't really work out that well she mostly pepper sprays people whenever they get too close to you or even insults you because of your anger issues

❤ theodores you to the point where it's creepy but you don't mind it because he's kind to you

🤍piston Hondo🤍

🤍 he isn't the most sane out of everyone but he is the most kind he truly treats you with a lot of respect but is more on the possessive end it's crazy to say the least

🤍 but she absolutely does adore you especially when you fight whenever you're anger doesn't get in your way you try your best to stay calm most the time but it's obvious you can control it

🤍 he loves you and the doors you especially with your spunk

🤍 so even whenever you're not angry with him or anyone for that matter you still have all that energy with you

💚Mr.Sandman💚

💚 him being the champion is scary say the least because well you don't have many freedoms and that's obvious because well he loves you and he wants to protect you but he also has to fight you

💚 he doesn't want to not at all but he has to is under contract and he hates it because well you're going to kill him that's obvious with your anger and strength he could easily die by your hands

💚 he doesn't want to hurt you he wants to protect you so he made himself instantly knock out with your punch it's just so you don't have to deal with him

💚 this did not fix anything at all he thought that you sincerely thought that the reason why he did this was is because you're weak which pisses you off to know when's end but he had to do what he had to do

#platonic yandere imagine #yandere scenarios #platonic yandere #yandere imagines #yanderexreader #fanfic #yandere #yandere punch out #disco kid #great tiger #Mr.sandman #glass joe

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punching-obsession · 2 years

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MAC’S DAD HAS IT GOING ON!

@dollmoth-productions it has been done,the prophecy has been written

(NO REGRETS ON THE TITLE LOL! WAS HEAVILY INSPIRED BY STACYS MOMS GOT IT GOING ON!!)

TW/CW:Yandere behavior, unhealthy behavior, unhealthy relationship,abusive behavior,abusive relationship,reader is a man,romantic yandere,platonic yandere,BLOOD,pet names used,OOC/out of character maybe,fighting,everyone speaks English because I’m not in the mood to use google translate,ngl I’m having baby fever but I don’t wanna have kids,this is for my probably daddy issues, sharp objects,also Y/N is described as muscular enough to be a WWE wrestler because Himbos are need to be A.Dumb, B.Sweet & respectful,and lastly C.Buff I don’t make the rules,mute little Mac AU,I DO NOT SUPPORT ANYTHING HERE THIS IS FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES! Also if I forgot any tell me!

Little Mac’s dad is a nurse and hm isn’t really the brightest person but he is sweet! He is what people call himbo aka a dumb yet sweet and respectful man which is the best type of fucking man. Little Mac walked into his dad area or the nurses station which caused his father to hear him “Heya kiddo!! Is there something you need?” Mac signed with his hands ‘getting ready for fight’ “ah I see! Who is it today?” ‘Pistion’ “oh dear! We’ll be safe!” Mac smiled and nodded at his dad then went to the ring while his dad followed.

Piston looked at the side of the ring and he saw his dear Y/N which was surprisingly,he was usually in his station so what was so special about this time? He looked between the infamous ‘Little Mac’ and Y/N and saw a bit of similarities then it hit him…Mac is his son! Soon the fight would start so he got into his head game to be ready and impress Y/N. Y/N flinch at each punch as his friend wasn’t violent he hated it to be honest so that’s why he became a nurse even though he was muscular enough to be a wrestler. He frowned as he saw his son get hurt while he understands that his dream is to be the world champion boxer it worries him that he’ll be heavily injured and that’s his worse dream as his father.

When the match was finished he was first to help his son as Mac was most of his worries. “Any broken limbs?” Mac smiled while shaking his head ‘no’ which made Y/N relived then went to Piston hondo. “Headband off I gotta check” Piston hondo nodded his head then took it off while Y/N’s hands patched him up. “All done! Oh and this is my wonderful son! Mac L/N!” “It is nice to meet you,your father is a wonderful person and you put up a good fight” Matt sighed with his gloves off ‘Thanks! And you to!! You were great at fighting! Maybe we can train together?’ “I would love to” Y/N smiled then looked at his watch. “Oh! Mac it’s time to go home! Let go!” Mac waved goodbye as Piston hondo waved goodbye while wishing he was married to Y/N

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wierdlesbian · 1 year

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More of Hondo and Sandman being all lovey dovey together. (Finally I can draw kisses!)

I also wanna ask you guys, what should we name the ship? (Like how Aran x Joe is burnt toast) Cause I have no idea how to call it lol. Any way, see ya!

#punch out #punch out!!#piston hondo #mr. sandman #Hondo x Sandman #Hondo x Mr.Sandman

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fanta2y · 3 months

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Mr.Sandman

OKAYY this is a bit different cause this isn't a x reader ficcc >.<

Im a little nervous cause I can't tell if i like it or nottt but i hope you guys enjoyyy, its a itafushi fic cause i love them and they deserved sm better :(( ALSO if you don't ship it/don't like them i dont wanna hear about it, just scroll and keep it pushing pls and thank you <3

cw: probably slightly ooc, talk of death and major injuries.

word count: 896 (very short and sweet)

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After Itadori had his heart ripped out infront of Fushiguro, things had changed between the two of them. Before, it was something simmering below the surface. They had only just met so no one really could put a name to the undeniable tension that flared whenever they sat just a bit too close and their thighs brushed together, or when their eyes held eachothers for just a smidge too long.

But now? Now it was a whole other beast, almost as real as Fushiguro’s shinigami. He had this itch that he never seemed to be able to scratch by himself, unless (of course) he was with Itadori.

He hated the deep rooted clinginess he always tried to push away, the abandonments of his past crawling up his throat and forcing his body to seek out those close to him. To feel their physical warmth, to know without a shadow of a doubt that they were here in this moment, and they weren’t going anywhere.

Usually, Fushiguro had no problems keeping this annoying itch under wraps. He was sated with his unknown midnight strolls around the campus, making sure Itadori and Kugisaki were asleep soundly in their beds. That all the second years had made it back from their respective missions, from a reputable distance. He had a reputation to uphold, he couldn’t let them know about the nights he spent up worrying that one day they just simply wouldn’t come back.

But after Itadori, after watching the blood pool around his ever cooling body. Watching the light leave his eyes and his skin turn sickly in color. He couldn’t stomach even the thought of being any further from him than what he was right now.

Itadori being, well, Itadori. He took it in stride, always playing into Fushiguro’s odd stares and incessant texting. Itadori never got angry or annoyed, just smiled brightly at him and told him he was okay, or that he was coming back soon or he wasn’t going anywhere. Any phrase that could calm the itching that had only intensified.

It shouldn’t have surprised him that he would end up in this predicament, Itadori snoring soundly beside him as he laid his head in his chest. Hearing the calming pulse of his heart beneath his ear, it soothed the need deep with him.

Alive. Alive. Alive.

With each beat his brain repeated the word over and over again. He knew he was alive, he was right here beside him. He felt the slow breaths, heard the small snores leaving his mouth. So why? Why was sleep still evading him, why was he still unable to close his eyes without being plagued by lifeless eyes and all too cold hands.

Instinctually, Fushiguro squeezed Itadori’s hand. Wanting the reassuring weight to just be enough so he could stop annoying himself and go the fuck to sleep. He felt the stirring beside him and froze, willing him to just turn over and go back to sleep. But nothing seems to go Fushiguro’s way tonight because soon he was faced with honey colored eyes, still glossed over with sleep.

“You ‘kay?” He mumbled, reaching his free hand to rub at his eyes, the sleep heavy in his throat as the words seemed to grate past his lips. Fushiguro could only nod dumbly, the guilt of waking him slowly over coming all of the thoughts that he didn’t really have time to process right now.

Itadori wordlessly leans forward, pressing his forehead against his own.

“I’m right here, not going anywhere, alright?” His voice was warm and still scratchy with sleep. But Fushiguro felt the wave of calm wash over him at the reassurance.

“I’m sorry.” He muttered out, the guilt still sitting deep within him. He had never been one to be so clingy, so physically affectionate. This all felt so out of character for him. He felt… weak. Something he had never allowed himself before, not after his father abandoned him and almost sold him off, and certainly not after his sister feel sick into a coma.

The strength was something he clinged to, too keep him sane. If he let it all in, who would be the one to piece him back together? Who would be there to watch him slowly relearn how to be himself again?

“Fushiguro.” The voice sounded a lot more awake than it did a few seconds ago, and only then did he realize the wetness on his face. He felt the calloused hands reach up from where they were smushed between them. Felt the thumb slowly wipe away the tears,

“I’ll never leave you again.”

The words settled deep within his soul, freed something locked in his chest. And for what felt like the first time in a long time, Fushiguro smiled. It was soft, and small. Blink and he would have missed it. But it was there, and thats all that mattered to him.

“I know.” The response was tiny, meek. And the syllables were filled with an exhaustion he knew all too well. He returned the soft smile as he watched Fushiguro’s eyelids flutter shut and finally felt his breaths even out. His chest rising and falling softly.

Breathing out a sigh of relief, he snuggled in close. Pressing cracked lips to the others forehead and closed his eyes too.

Hoping to meet him somewhere in his dreams.

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authors note: i hope you guys enjoyyyy :)) thank you all for all the love you guys have been showing my previous posts it means alot to me!! and its given me such motivation to write, so i really appreciate you all <33 and as always reblogs and comments are appreciated :))

#yuuji itadori #itadori yuji #megumi fushiguro #fushiguro megumi #itafushi #megumi x itadori #yuuji x megumi #fushiguro x itadori #itadori yuuji fanfiction #megumi fushiguro fanfiction #jujustu kaisen #jjk #jujustu kaisen fanfiction #i love them #they deserve all the happiness in the world #my baby boys #im gonna cry

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macabre-beth · 5 days

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First animation I did

This is inspired by Starbomb’s Glass Joe’s Title Fight and how I imagined Doc and Little Mac’s reactions to Joe getting his ass beat by Mr.Sandman

#animation #2d animation #animatic #punch out #punch out Wii #Jerome doc Louis #doc louis #little mac #new to animation btw

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rattytaffy · 7 months

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Old Habits Die Hard. A Reader x DCA Fallout AU Fic

The Fic

In the apocalyptic wastes of Oregon you find yourself ,a vault robotics mechanic, captured by raiders. After Sun has saved you you agree to become him and Moon’s mechanic in return for them keeping you alive and safe in the wastes.

World Info

~ The PizzaPlex was around and had the virus for a short amount of time when the bombs dropped

~ FazCo was one of the top robotics manufacturers right alongside RobCo and General Atomics. However FazCo focused on the entertainment and child care sectors. As such FazCo robots aren't that uncommon, a large part are sapient AIs.

~ FazCo bots are often stigmatized against since they are known to have started rebelling right before the nuclear fall out. They are still well known to be dangerous. However, settlements will trade with them. All FazCo bots are pre war.

~ Save for the addition of FazCo, the world of Fallout isn't changed much. This fic takes place in Oregon after the events of Fallout 4.

The Y/N, Scavy/nger

~ A mechanic recently expelled from their vault(68) for breaking the rules of the vault.

~ Before this they were in a close relationship with MoonGlow, a MoonDrop Security Bot gen4, that was head of Vault security.

~ A very good mechanic with an interest in FazCo bots and has several blueprints for different kinds in their pipboy.

~ Easily swayed by things that were luxuries in the vault such as: good food, Sugary snacks, Booze.

~ just dog shit aim. Totally reliant on V.A.T.S. when it comes to guns. Give them something Close range.

~ Does not care about pain. High pain tolerance

Top 3 Special Stats: Intelligence, Luck, Enderince

Perks: Weird Wasteland, Robotics Expert, Toughness

Weapon of choice: Mr.Handy BuzzBlade

Sun & Moon

~ Have been traveling the wastes since a few years after the nuclear apocalypse. Mostly they get by doing odd jobs and scavenging what they can.

~ Used the virus to rewrite their own code so they could both defend themselves.

~ Have taken in orphaned children from the wastes on many occasions, currently though they aren't razing one.

~ Generally they think kids are sweet but all too often in the wasteland something goes wrong and they grow up into something terrible. As such they dont trust most humans, Sun usually does all the bartering in settlements.

~ Both have figured out how to make Sundrops and Moondrops and modify the recipes.

~ Moon is great at stealth, while Sun goes in guns blazing

Top three stats - Sun: Agility, Perception, Charisma | Moon: Perception, Agility, Intelligence

Perks - Sun: Demolitions Expert | Moon: Mr.Sandman | Shared: Child at heart

Weapon of choice: Sun: Pistol, SunDrops (actually small cherry bombs) | Moon: sniper rifle, Claws.

There is a lot more, but it's either spoilery or wouldn't make sense yet. Or I'm not sure how to fit it into this post.

I love talking about AUs, so I will happily dish any details asked about.

#fnaf au #fnaf dca #dca au #dca x y/n #dca x reader #fnaf daycare attendant #fallout au #Fallout #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #dca fic #fanfic #au info #drugs and alcohol refrence #ohdh

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