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1979 -141+König+Ale+Rudy

this is based on a request

F!Reader, Plus Size! reader,American! Reader

Backstory:

You are an American 23 year old solider, with a background in sniping and in demolitions, as well as being the newest addition to task force 141. Laswell knew you'd be a perfect match for the work she sends the team on. The team has been very kind to you, Price has made it known that you are a tough soldier and that the men shouldn't be a bother to you. You had been the first women, besides Laswell that the soldiers had seen in 2 months. All of their compliments felt awkward.

When you first met with the team, Soap was the first to swing an arm around you. "lass, m'sergeant Mactavish, but ya' can call Soap. Good to see a pretty face." Of course because of your upbringing from not just family but friends you quickly discard his comment.

With each week that passes by, the men try and fail to ask you out, even their compliments are discarded. It's not that they aren't flattering, but you know best than to take them to heart.

Back home in the America, you weren't always the woman men asked because they wanted, no, you were much more of a dare, a stupid bet. And as time went on you grew more and more exhausted.

"Hey r/n," it was the same guy from your unit, the one other girls wanted, and you did too. You blushed. "yes, Robbie?"

"what about you and me tonight, maybe we can get to know each other and what not?" he started smiling.

"of course!" you answered,

and that night when you went to the designated location, you started to hear his friends laugh, he walked up you. "Why don't you kiss me?" he pointed to his cheek. You pecked it and he started laughing, he walked away and as his friends laughter filled the room, you heard him say, "told you I'd get her that quickly!" his friends cheering him on, a few took their wallets out.

This went off for years, and after a while you just discard all advances anyone made. Whether they were real or not, it didnt' matter.

Alejandro was walking around base when he noticed you were working out, you had some baggy clothes, and once you had realized no one else was around you took your jumper off, your skin glistened with sweat. You had some mens shorts, the silhouette of your thick thigh bouncing as you started another rep of jump rope. You truly had no idea they all actually thought you were beautiful. Perfect as Gaz had gushed to soap and Alejandro.

Soap walked in, a smirk on his face. He was the first one to admit he fancied you the moment you two met.

"ye're wee brain can't comprehend ye're perfit(perfect) lass."

"so funny of you. You can drop the act now." you sounded annoyed, he was the third guy that morning to compliment you, and by the time he talked to you, you were already tired of the joke.

"wit yer talkin' aboot?"

"The whole 'wow soldier, you are a beauty' bull shit."

"Am not kid'in 'ere"

"Soap, I get it. It's a thing men do, just please don't make me miss my morning workout."

He was defeated once more, and just walked away how head head low. " 'nother day I guess

This are now their personal reactions to you rejecting them and their compliments, and also what body features they liked about you.

Alejandro:

"where I'm from you would be considered national treasure, seriously r/n, eres hermosa, take my breath away."

"Jokes over." you told him.

Swear he definitely googled how to flirt in American, and for hours he took notes

His ego was beyond doubt bruised.

Oh he is an ass and thighs. All he wanted was to lay his head on your thighs and as you wrapped your legs around him he wanted to caress them. Definitely daydreamed about slapping your ass a few times.

A girl with your beauty rejecting him? he surely started to take his looks into consideration.

He was discouraged, and for weeks he just spoke to you when he had to.

Gaz:

"I swear I studied your beauty at school."

"look if your next words will be "in the meuseam of freaks", then just get out."

He tried, he really did. Every Friday morning you'd wake up to flowers in your room. and of course you always threw them away. It had also been a joke back then, so his attempts weren't worth the embarrassment.

He and Alejandro soon started to ask each other if they had done something wrong,

Boobs kind of man. Was it weird that he wanted to hold them just so you could rest? no, and he also envisioned his head squished by them, day dreamed about it.

He tried calling his mum and sisters to explain to him what he was doing wrong.

At night he'd watch tutorials or TikTok girls explaining what could work and what won't.

Ghost:

this man fucking tried everything!

You were the first female soldier he wanted to ask out. All the other drooling female rookies that flirted with him were no where near you.

Thighs and ass type of guy. And for good reasons he wanted you, selfish in a way but how could he not go wild when you walked in front of him, he tried to keep his sanity.

For weeks he tried getting close to you, but when he did you just treated him like a friend. It was a title he was willing to change of course.

"I think you actually are beautiful, and I know what you'll say. But keep it to yourself...I just want to sneak my way in,,,promise I'll be stealthy with it." it made you laugh, and yet again, his name was marked in red ink

There was a reason why he never told anybody how he felt towards you,,,it was a solo mission he was willing to not comeback from

Yes, he always had a thing for women in his league but how could he not try and beat the odds, it was clear to him no one not even him would be near your league.

Price:

He was more pissed with himself when you kept saying no to his nightly adventures.

"Would you mind going with me to this nice restaurant near base?"

"I swear price I am getting tired, no I won't go, and you can go ahead and tell your boys I said no. The bet is over!"

Ass man, this guy wanted to just deadass slap your ass every time he saw you workout. Drove him mental to be honest.

He was very confused, he thought it was an American thing. He made Gaz google what you tried to say to him.

In his office he had a notebook with theories as to why you had been saying no to him. His conclusion was his accent, or maybe his cigar.

One night he went alone to the bar, and asked every woman present how he looked and if his accent of scent was irritating.

Rudy:

this poor man, he too tried everything he knew.

He tried serenading you with a song in Spanish, then he tried flexing, he saw something about American women liking confident and strong men.

"porfavorcito" he pleaded, "solo una, just please go out on a date with me."

"I said no, go on, tell Alejandro and Soap that their little game is over," you walked away *frustrated American noises*

Soon he called his mother, she was also puzzled.

after all his pleads and desperate attempts to get you to like him , you would only smile at him, which always made him blush, and he stubborn as ever kept trying.

He was a thigh guy, he adored how your legs would jiggle every time you ran in shorts. Alejandro caught him staring one time and the joke is still being told.

König:

Just fucking be kind to him! he tried and tried, and every night he would read books.

He did ridiculous things for your attention.

He is a boobs kind of guy, and you being a plus sized soldier with rather larger breasts, he wanted to just lay on them. Suffocate as he explained, he saw you run.

" eine Schönheit, das bist du." and after you translated his sweet words,

"You've got to be joking right?" he shook his head, "nein." His beautiful orbs starring in adoration and devotion, but like always you just walked away.

He read somewhere American women preferred foreigners, and to no prevail he just stopped.

His conclusion was that maybe you didn't want to date a man with a monster height like his. And who would, he thought. A girl with your looks and strength could get anyone.

Soap:

THIS MAN TRIED HARDER THAN ANYONE!!

He loved watching you train, not in a weird way but just because he wanted to be invited by you. He was always ready, and sometimes he knew just sat around, watching you lift weights. He loved how your hips weren't small.

He talked about you to his parents, who always helped him with his next moves. And trust me he tried them all, he wasn't going to let a girl like you slip away so easily.

"C'mere lass, look at those stars? If yer ask I'd reach for all of 'em, jus' for ye' "

"Time to hang the towel." you patted his back and continued on with your task.

Boobs and for personal reasons your stomach. Man did he just want to lay his hands under your boobs when he would get cold. He wanted to just caress your stomach when you were bloated, he wanted to lay on it and visualize a life with you, he wanted his kiddos to have your stubbornness and his funny characteristics.

Just give him a chance I swear he doesn't mean any harm!

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I really hope this little something does your request justice anon. I'm not familiar with writing for plus size which is something I'm working on, but thank you for not judging this! I will try to do some research and do better next time.

A/n: I was feeling emotional when writing and then soap came to mind and I cried bahaha.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

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ON GRANNY 😩

I love him so much 😭

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Random drabbles about Yandere Carlos

Tags: Yandere themes obviously, somewhat forced affections, events of re3

I have so many ideas of how a yandere Carlos in the events of RE3, like imagine you being one of the civilians that he's supposed to safely get out of Raccoon City yet he's having you follow him around the city like his own personal assistant. If Carlos is one thing it's possessive, so having you away or worse under the watch of his teammates twists Carlos' stomach in a way he can't express. He can barely tolerate having Jill watch over you, one part of him being paranoid that anyone and everyone is waiting to swoop in and take you away. Despite Carlos' suave and charismatic external shell, he's extremely anxious about losing you, and even more insecure that someone else better will come along.

Yandere Carlos is for the most part a giant teddy bear when it comes to you and he keeps that impression with everyone unless they cross a line, the line is trying to take you away.

Most of his team will probably question the need to bring you along on their mission but Carlos refuses to leave you at the train unless the mission is especially dangerous. Even then it'll take a long while before he's convinced, maybe even you start to question the need to be brought along. But regardless you will be brought along at some point and Carlos will have you either hold onto him or his hand so you "don't get lost". As much as he wants to keep you safe seeing you so scared and better yet staying close to him Carlos can't help but find it adorable. He's just imagining the day this all passes and when Carlos can have you laying on top of his chest as he feels your hair, arms wrapped around you safely securing you. As he's living in his head Carlos is guilty of wrapping an arm around your waist which probably catches you off guard, this man you met literally a few hours ago is almost treating you like his significant other.

All the flirting, wondering hands, and closeness start getting to you, making you annoyed with the man. The saving grace for Carlos is the fact you rely on him and is the only reason why you haven't spoke out. The first thing he noticed about you is that you weren't naïve and actually quite critical about the world around you. Analyzing why he needed you around him, why his team was on the rescue mission, despite you being someone with no military training Carlos keep bringing you out of the 'safehouse'. He could feel you trying to build distance which only validated his anxious thoughts more, Carlos knew you were uneasy around him but not fully why. You tried to shimmy out of his wrap around your shoulder or how you would push at his chest when he tried to hug you, awkward smiles accompanied with an nervous chuckle. Either way the nature of the situation almost forced you to trust Carlos, something he completely took advantage of. Every time you nearly died or were taking a much needed breather in a safe room Carlos would pull you close to comfort you, something at first you tried to deny. But as the stress piled up and the disparity of the situation sank deeper into your mind your resolved caved, those brief moments of warmth where Carlos would hold you almost suffocating in his chest became needed. He was just a friendly and affectionate guy, that's what you told yourself. Carlos just wanted to comfort and make sure you were still together, nothing more was intended with the way he treated you.

Imagine your surprise once the events of Raccoon passes, your home erased off of the map and left in this repose shock. Everything was gone, people you knew, your security, all gone in the events of one night. Where were you suppose to go now, where were you to sleep? Carlos sensing the caving mind you were trapped in he brings you out with a gentle call, looking to him he asked if you were tired. Of course you were, your whole body felt like a big ripe purple bruise. Taking your hand he dragged you with him through the military temporary base, a flock of ex-raccoon citizens and those who escorted them out, all of them haunted. Taking you towards a rough looking hovel Carlos shows you a small twin sized bed, there was a table and what looks like a box to house what you had left. He smiles and says that you can rest here, you sigh with a relief and sit on the tiny bed. It was perfect for you, just the right size. Taking off your boots its just then you notice Carlos doing the same, you asked him where he's sleeping tonight almost to prompt him to explain. Carlos just smiled gently before explain he's staying with you, as a reaction he watched as your lips thinned. Continuing Carlos explained there wasn't that much space left with everyone, it would be easier to just share. That wasn't the truth but you didn't need to know that, you were too tired to argue so your just crawled under the covers and turned opposite to him. It didn't take long before you felt the warmth of Carlos' body radiate onto you, his arms curling around your waist.

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Ghost: Did it hurt...?

Y/N: smug what? when i fell from heaven? or love? eheh

Ghost: As much as I'd love to save your ego, you just fell down ten fucking flights of stairs

Y/N: *in a hospital bed*

Y/N:

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IM BACK BABY

What’s up bitches???? 

The baddy with the fatty is back! Give me ideas! I need all of them! PLEASE. 

thank you for coming to my TedTalk. :)

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Here’s some art 🥴

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“Nepenthe,”

Leon S. Kenney x  Reader 

Warning: Dead by Daylight is a warning all in itself bros... 

As much as you loved the survivor camp, you longed to return home; whatever that may be.

It was hard to keep track of time in the Entity’s realm, but not impossible. There was a lack of setting sun and the sky seemed stuck in a comatose orange haze. It reminded you of the Grove you had gone to moments before you were consumed by the estranged Deity.

The memories were scrambled; as if someone, or rather something had physically torn them away from your temple. Bits and pieces were remained, but nothing more than a passing thought.

The hope of returning home, or surviving a trial without a single cut or maim, fed the Entity’s everlasting hunger. You were it’s most prominent survivor; a puppet in its coy games.

You awoke on the Eyre, the bland beige and harsh mustard yellows causing you to grimace at your rather lack luster choice of wardrobe. An ugly Christmas sweater made of thick wool, and a rather itchy Santa hat that no matter how far you threw, always returned to its place on your head. Needless to say, you stuck out like a sore thumb.

There was a hum in the air. Soothing yet I’ll-inducing. A shiver ran down your spine as a scream rippled through the stale air; making ears fall deaf to the cries of the crows.

Iron Maiden.

“Hey-OW!”

Your hand stung, but nothing like the blonde’s cheek. Had you just decked Leon Kennedy a new one? Yes. Was it on purpose? Maybe.

“Don’t sneak up on me, dickhead!” You hissed, unwillingly leading him towards a generator near the dips of the Sahara like earth.

“I didn’t mean too,” you rolled your eyes. The lovesick rookie would be nothing but a hassle during his first few trials, and from what you knew, this was barely his third one.

You didn’t have a problem with the man; just his rather obsessive jumps from one survivor to the other. You could only assume he had grown bored of Meg and Laurie. You didn’t blame him though. Those two were a handle full and were too stubborn for their own good.

“You’ve worked on these before right?” You asked.

There was a pregnant pause.

“Uh, no,” Leon muttered, sheepishly frowning before kneeling beside the generator. You rolled your eyes before following, “but I am a quick learner!” The blonde’s optimistic attitude was rather refreshing.

“For your sake, I hope so,”

True to his word, Leon learned how to repair a generator rather quickly. It was near completion when he walked away and hopped into a locker.

“What are you doing?” You asked, confused on why he suddenly hid. You didn’t feel anyone's eyes on you, or even felt your heart pick up it’s rather rhythmic thudding against your chest.

The generator popped and Leon was right back at your side again, this time holding what looked like a-

“Here. It’s like a flashlight,”

“Where did you get this from? I swear those lockers only have hatchets and throwing knives…” you looked up at Leon, cocking an eyebrow l as you hesitantly took the flash bang. “You didn’t pull this out of your ass-“

“NO!” Leon was panicked, eyes wide and a harsh blush covering his cheeks and nose. He scratched the back of his head before shaking his head. “It’s a flash bang,” He muttered, scratching the back  of his neck as you led him away towards the center of the  Eyre. 

“Relax, Kennedy,” You mused, “It was a joke,” But at the same time, you were kind of curious. 

You knelt, and began shoving your hands into the generator. Leon followed to your right, a calm silence enveloping the pair as  they worked diligently. 

Seeing him flustered made you laugh; you thought it was cute, but at the same time, there was a deep pit at the bottom of your stomach; one warning you that the cutesy cop could just be another David. 

The two were obviously different, but something in you was choosing to ignore the burning pair of eyes practically glaring holes into your back, and succumb to the slight change of weight being lifted off your shoulders. 

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Uuugh the Good Hunter from Bloodborne👀👀

Catching me lacking guys

Since the tag game I made last night was so fun, I have decided to do another one 😌

You wake up and the sixteenth person in your camera roll is in bed next to you. Who is it 👀

Mine:

*clears throat* I don't have a problem waking up to Jon in sweatpants ✨

Tagging @greeneyezblackheart @bad-medicine-baby @nikkisqueenofsleaze @marks-thunder-thighs @imagiguard @kashmirclam @wjnterchild @ineedyourighthere @marsrockchild @classicrockbunny @axysbbygurl @zeldagreenfield @ice-cold-rita @mrspaulstanley @therockywhorerpictureshow @the-demon-layer @so1987 @sleazyizzy @wheres-izzy @rocknrollsoul76 @noleafclover04 @jack-spawn @rocketqueen48 @drfeelgood-21 @marttec18 @calico-skiess @thiswatch-lepparddef-werehi

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𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕 𝑳𝒊𝒔𝒕

HERE IS A PROMPT LIST! 

I’m slowly getting back into the swing of things, so be patient! 

Also, quick note: I will NOT tolerate any sort of disrespectful behavior towards anyone in the comments, or private messages. Doing so will result in being blocked. I don't care if it’s towards me, just don't use my blog as a barrier between you and the other person! I am a bad bitch ✌🙄

“Turn that off. You know I only listen to music that makes me feel like a villain.”

“In my defense, he was already dead when I got here.”

“You can’t get rid of me that easily.”

“Can you please stop leaving dead bodies on my doorstep? You’re worse than a cat.”

“I have fifty other excuses I could use. Do you want me to start alphabetically?”

“Wow, fantastic. Now we can add stranded on top of our other numerous problems.”

“You’ve dragged me into this hellhole, but you can’t make me leave!”

“Can I just whoop your ass now?”

“You’re the worst thing that’s ever happened to me, and yet I don’t regret a moment of it.”

“_____, you ignorant slut,”

“Can  I kiss you?” “No,” “Why not?!” “I have peanut butter in mouth and you’re deathly allergic, dumbass,” 

“Welcome to the real world. It sucks and you’re gonna love it,” 

“Life’s gonna bite you in the ass one day,” 

“Ankle biter,” “ Stilts,” 

“It runs in the family,” 

“Well, slap my ass and call me a bitch. What the fuck are you doing back in _______?” 

“Who pissed in your cereal?” 

“If anyone asks where I am, I’ve left the country.” 

“I’ve seen you skate... You’re pretty shit-” “Fuck off,” 

“You are not your father,” 

“You are drunk!” “Drunk on love, baby!” 

“Can we fix this?” “No... you made sure of that,” 

“I just don’t love you anymore,” 

“Desperation suits you well, babe,” 

“Why do you keep bringing it up?”

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Pop off king✌😫

Didn't know what to choose with this, and I'm barely on here anyways... But here it goes!

I kinda fucks with it...

Tag game make a moodboard based on these instructions

I cheated a little bit with the sixth one and did Link bc I don't have a favorite celebrity (The art's not mine!)

Thank you for the tag @kuramakakashi!

Tagging: @thelatinlibrarian, @hex-touchstarved, @thouxanbanfaunii, and @kinksandkurlsss

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It is what it is😫

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I'm not complaining😌

A game!

@hipster-merchant-of-death @katsontherun @babayaga67 @danielsleftwhitevan @dekusleftshoe @thots4daze @michiieewrites @aizawascumslut @ravenfeet222 @strawbirb @yanderart @league-of-villians-headcanons @sailor-manga

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we all agree that PH has the thickest and juiciest peach. They had to nerf it for god Sake. Now imagine jealous killers - or survivors your choice - reaction to you casually just

“I want to smack his ass”

You're all just horndogs for PH's ass huh?

me too though!

We'll make this one survivor based just because I haven't written for them in a while!

Survivors reacting to S/O wanting to smack Pyramid Heads ass

Steve Harrington

This would most likely happen in your first trial against Pyramid Head

You'd be working on a generator with Steve and Feng when your heartbeat started thudding against your ears

Let's just say, you and Feng were literally stuck when he came into view

The guy was massive!

Steve would have to haul your haul out of the killer shack because you were too distracted to move away from the newest killer

"Come on, (Y/N),"

"Did you see his ass?"

He'd be confused, and then jealous

Was his ass not enough?

Would you leave him for someone who had a bigger ass?!

He'll never leave your side because he doesn't want to leave you alone with the Executioner

"Why are we following him again?"

" Because I want to smack his ass,"

He'd be dumbfounded at the revelation

Then he'll simply nod and carry on, becoming the distraction so that you can get near the killer's ass

The two of you will have to haul ass to make sure you don't get killed right away, all while laughing your asses off

Leon Kennedy

"You want to... what?” 

“I want to smack his ass,” 

Dead ass thought you were joking 

Will be unsure about letting you anywhere near the killer

Wonders why you suddenly wanted to touch the Executioners ass until that one fateful trial in the game 

You had pulled him aside, and covered his mouth with your hand before pointing towards the exit gate 

There he stood in all his glory, bare from the waist up, and apron fluttering ever so slightly 

Needless to say, his face was red 

he thought it was glorious, but your ass was better  

You’ll find it amusing when he occasionally glances as Pyramid Head’s ass, and then your own

Of the two of you, he’ll be the first to actually smack his ass 

“What the hell, Kennedy?!” 

“You snooze you lose, babe!” He’d yell as he’s carried off towards the basement 

Pyramid Head is confused as hell when it comes to the obsession that survivors had with his ass 

He doesn’t know he’s dummy thiccc 

Quentin Smith 

He’s all for it 

The sleepy gremlin would do anything to spend time around you

Even  if that means learning urban evasion from Nea to sneak around the realms with you to get a glimpse of that sweet ass 

“Come on, Quentin-” 

He’s fast asleep against the killer shack window 

You’re both ninjas 

The executioner won’t know what hit him - or his ass - 

You don’t know this but this boi is as excited as you are 

It’s the most fun you both have had in a while and he’s enjoying every second of it 

When unsuccessful, you both will return to the  survivor camp and plot your next scheme 

“Hey Felix, you got any paper on you?” 

“...” 

“Right, uh German,” 

Felix would nod 

“hast du - uh - papier?”  

Congratulations, those 2 years of German in high school paid off and you now have a piece of paper and a broke pencil 

“What’s all this for?” 

The two of you would stare at Jake silently before Quentin spoke up 

“We want to smack his ass,” 

Needless to say, everyone plays it off as a teen  joke or something until they hear either Quentin’s or your hand smacking Pyramid Head’s ass

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Hey, are you okay ? You haven’t posted in a while.

Hope you’re doing well.

I'm doing well!

Apologies for not posting st all for the past month or so! The senior year just started and I've been working a few extra shifts to save up some money!

I'll most likely post a oneshot or request later today!

Thanks for checking in on me!😌 I hope everyone is doing well!

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Since we got an ass smack hc, what about chest touching hc ? The boys got cake for days and have thick muscles who wouldn’t wanna touch and feel  ?

BIG MAN TITTIES!!!!!

The Shape - Michael Myers

ok, ok, we all KNOW this man is built like a fucking truck

Like dead ass, I can barely lift a fucking care battery up to my shoulders, how the hell is this man just hauling survivors above eye level to stab them?

Imagine just running through Coldwind farm, pushing through the corn and shit

Thinking he's right behind you about to stab your ass when BAM

You slam headfirst into his chest

"I THINK YOU BROKE MY FUCKING NOSE,"

but seriously, Michael is jacked.

not bodybuilder jacked but noticeably jacked, it's just hidden by the grimy overalls he always wears, smh

Finds it weird that you like smacking your hand against his chest

Thinks the Entity's finally made you crazy

Will hold you at an arms-length away at all times just to annoy the shit out of you

Believe it or not, Michael is a sucker for your compliments

Out of trials, this man is practically glued to your side when he can be, most of the time when you both are in Haddonfield

He could be sleeping between trials when you come creeping around like the fucking Cheschire cat.

and thunk....

He's awake the moment you brink your hand down, palm flat, fingers wide

He has your handprint on his chest

Now he has to worry about his ass and man titties, smh

The Executioner - Pyramid Head

Pyramid Head is confused

First his ass and now his chest?

PICK ONE, YOU CAN'T HAVE BOTH!

JKJK

He doesn't mind

Finds it odd that you like having your hand pressed against his chest, or on his ass

When out of trials, you would find yourself sitting against him, head pressed flush against his man titties

We can all agree this man is also jacked

Like look at his fucking arms my guy

And that fucking knife's gotta weigh like 100 or something pounds!

Probably has back problems because his titties to heavy

JK

it's the knife

and the fucking cone on his head

He doesn't voice his concerns obviously

He enjoys the moments he has with you, even if it means allowing you to use his chest as a pillow after trials

You find yourself sometimes just admiring him during trials

Something the other survivors have brought to your attention

Jealous hoes

They wish they could bask in the man's presence

BUT he'll only let you touch him

This man will immidietley kill whoever places their ungodly hands on his being

Be grateful he enjoys your companionship

WHAT'S UP HOES? Hope you liked it, I know I did! II love these cracked head cannons! SO I got grounded for some ungodly reason and am now typing in secrecy, so no snitches!

I am working on getting some matchups out, but it will take some time, bare with me

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DAAAAAAMN HAS ANY ONE SEEN THE NEW FACE UPDATE FOR QUENTIN IN DBD?

BROOOOOS IM - SHEEEEEESH - IM DYING. HE LOOKS LIKE A FUCKING ANGEL🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

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Matchup with killers please. Black hair Midwaist if straight , mid back if curly. Baby face with bangs, pale skin , and black eyes. 5’0 petite body but with some curves. oversize clothes for days , sometimes thigh boots , and love corsets especially the belt ones. Wear all colors from pastel to dark. Love cooking , walking , horror movies , and coffee. Can be the mama friend or the bitchy friend on need. Will punch a bitch for bothering my friends but will cry if yelled at.

I match you with...

The Shape - Michael Myers

The height comparison between you two is amusing to Michael 

Although there is no real domesticity in the Entity’s realm, he loves it when you dot over him 

He loves that you can switch from caring to immediately being able to stab a bitch

Deep down, he knows you can take care of yourself, but he’d rather not take a chance 

If he’s being a complete dick towards one of the teens in a trial - totally not because he’s jealous of you spending time with them - you  let him know 

He also finds that fact that you are berating him in the middle of a trial amusing 

Like Cheryl or Quentin will literally be shaking in fear, and you’ll just be telling Michael off in the middle of Crotus Penn. 

Does nothing more than simply glance away from you and stalk off

You become the younger teens rocks, if that makes sense. 

They come to you for anything!

The Shape of Haddonfield has come to learn that when you are pissed off, it was better to stay away 

The Entity seemed to like your spunk, and practically granted you immunity  

I can guarantee this man will try to *subtly* steer you away from drinking coffee

Especially if you like it bitter and black 

It’s no secret this man has a sweet tooth 

If you provide him said sweets, you’re literally put on a high pedestal 

This man will secretly cherish the times you have outside of trials and he takes full advantage of it 

He enjoys when you’re both sitting in silence and staring into the starless night sky of his realm