#johnny the homicidal maniac x reader

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pls pls plssss y/n x concept dib plsss I love him so muchhh

This will be hard bc like, i barely looked into the concept dib 😐 but i will try my best to do this 😠 im devoted 😘 anyways enjoy (hopefully i got this right). i've also been sick im not lying i fucking threw up everywhere in my bathroom and i had to clean it up bc my dad couldn't handle the smell💀

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The bell rang throughout the school, signifying that school ended.

Grabbing your things and packing them in your bag and laughing with your friends as you walked out of the school was refreshing. Better then, sitting in that stuffy old classroom, Ms. Bitters claims are the best environment to learn in.

Opening the school door and walking outside to the cement ground. You sighed, getting your phone out, trying to call your dad. But, he never answered.

"God dammit." You mutter under your breath.

Your dad was probably drunk at home sleeping. Which means you had to walk home. That also means you had to walk the direction of the weird kids. Dib, and gaz.

Walking down the sidewalk, humming to yourself, thinking about random shit that popped up in your head. You looked up, smiling at the trees. Fall was taking over the plants. Everyone was decorating their house with halloween stuff. Pumpkins everywhere, jack-o-lanterns glowing from the candle illuminating the inside.

The peace wasn't that admired for very long when you heard a throat clear behind you. Which made you jump out of your skin. You looked behind you and saw the one and only Dib membrane.

"JESUS Dib! How long were you there for?!" You asked creeped out. He looked at you with a blank stare.

"Not for very long. I was just wondering why you were staring at the Halloween decorations at the houses." Dib said with a monotone voice. You stared at him with confusion.

"Because they're pretty?" You said bewildered. How could anyone not like halloween decorations?

"Oh, well. I was wondering if you wanted to walk together. I-if you want to." He said pink cheeks now forming under is ocular glasses.

"Um, why?" You asked. You guys barely talk. Plus, he was one of the weird kids, and if you were seen with him, it could ruin your reputation.

"You seem nice." He said calmly. His face was still cotton candy pink, but it was.....cute.

'Wait....WHAT?!' You thought to yourself. Why would you think he's cute? He's the son of Professor Membrane. Also, his weird cowlick haircut. His beautiful sparkly brown chocolate eyes.... and his beautiful pink face when he talks to you. Also, his monotone voice. Like he doesn't care about anythin-

'Stop.' You thought to yourself.

"Fine. Just dont be weird and talk about alien shit." You said with a pleading look in your eye.

"I won't." Dib said, walking up to you. Now by your side. He glanced to you ever now and then. You could tell this was awkward, so you decided to spark a conversation.

"So, where's your sister? Normally, i see she walks with you home?" You asked curiously.

"Oh, she's at school she had detention because she played her piggy slave game in class and got in trouble." He said with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

"Oh, so she got caught?" You said laughing a little.

"Yep." He answered.

After walking a little bit, you guys finally got to your destination

"Well, goodbye y/n." Dib said waving at you.

You looked up and waved.

"Goodbye Dib!" You said with a gentle smile splayed on your face.

And with that, you walk into your home awaiting the next day to see Dib.

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Veronica: You know you love me ;)

Ryan: No i fuckin dont.

Veronica: Your bf is cheating on you anyways so like-

Ryan:

Ryan:...You better fuckin' start talkin', who is my bf with rn.

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johnny the homocidal maniac x scene! reader headcanons

warnings: talks about mental health issues, i don't know if that's a warning but i wana put anything that could trigger someone without warning

-loves how you express yourself!

-if anyone stares at you weirdly, they better get on their knees and pray to jesus cuz odds are that they won't be breathing in the next five seconds

-will wear some of your scemo bracelets, or make kandi with you!

-honestly pretty sweet to you

-"how did i end up with someone so nice?"

-he needs reminders daily that you love him and that he's perfect

-do NOT mock him

-he can take anything, but do not judge, mock, or make fun of him.

-he'll watch my little pony with you

-he'll watch literally any kids show with you lol

-if you have any mental health issues, he'll do his best to give you anything and everything you need.

-he'll buy you fidgets, he'll get you weighted blankets, or he'll just hug you even if he hates touch. whatever.you.fucking.want.

-despite being a homicidal maniac this man is loyal and kind to his spouse

-in summary i love him and he's adorable.

[yandere-toons]

Part three of the JTHM thing bc im inspired again!

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You leaned back in the passenger seat of the car, resting your hands on your knees and looking towards the 8-12 that your (Captor? Friend?) was currently in. Johnny (Nny, he says, call him Nny) had driven you both there on a whim after you got takeout at that resturaunt. Eat or Die, it was called. You were glad that there were no humans in that resturaunt to kill.

The door to the rundown convinience store opened, and out came Nny with a particularly jocular gait. With no blood on him, thankfully, except for the dried stuff on his hair and clothes that contributed to his scent of iron. When he opened the driver's side door, he didn't even bother to get in before fervently handing you a cold plastic cup with a lid and straw.

"I got you a brain freezy!" He cheerfully said, practically throwing himself into his seat.

You sipped the icey, syrupy treat, and turned to him and smiled, "Thank you. This is the best gift I've ever gotten."

"Damn, that's really sad. But you're very welcome, anyways! It's about time someone in this cesspit got some manners!"

He looked in a better mood than ever, driving the car home.

* * *

The lure of sleep had finally gotten to you, and you were out like a light on Nny's couch. He smiled at you fondly, and threw his jacket over you. Johnny turned back to his weapons.

"Johnny, you can't seriously be thinking of doing this."

Nailbunny's voice rang through Johnny's head, and he snapped it towards the dead rabbit with irritation.

"I am doing this, dead bunny."

"You can't kill their family, Johnny."

"Who cares?" Nny said, shoving a few bloodstained hooks into his bag, "I'm their family now. It's a dangerous world, and those two human mistakes obviously aren't going to protect them from it."

"You aren't their family, Johnny, you just kidnapped them from their real one at 2 in the morning a few weeks ago."

"Shut up!!" Nny snapped, "Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!! You don't know ANYTHING about those two fucks!! They didn't even notice when we met eachother!! The noise THEIR OWN KID and I were making should have been enough to bring YOU back to life!"

During all of this, you didn't even stir a bit. You must have been very exhausted.

Johnny angrily swung the bag over his shoulder, the insides clanging.

"I'm leaving. Just you try and stop me."

Old family? Dispatched. Brain Freezy? Acquired!

"This is the best gift I've ever gotten."

"Damn, that's really sad." - When even your kidnapper can tell something's wrong.

Also, it says something very negative about their home life that the kid is so accepting of this abduction.

If the parents are ever given a eulogy (assuming there is enough of a body to find):

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and you know, shit happens."

[divine-hugs]

MK1 Men x Kitsune/Fox powered Fem!Reader dialogue intro's

Johnny Cage

Johnny: Hey foxy.

(Y/n): You can do better then that Johnny.

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Johnny: You, me, Friday night, I'll bring the cat ears.

(Y/n): Only if you wear the collar.

Bi-Han

Bi-Han: I hunt vixens like you for pastime.

(Y/n): And here you are, empty handed.

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Bi-Han: Join the Lin Kuei or I'll make you regret it.

(Y/n): Take a hint.

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(Y/n): Really? SUB-Zero? SUB?

Bi-Han: I don't have time for your mockery, Vixen.

Kuai Liang

Kuai Liang: I won't let you get away this time little kitsune.

(Y/n): Can you even keep up?

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(Y/n): Is it me or is it hot in her–

Kuai Liang: You're just as bad as Cage.

Tomas Vrbada

(Y/n): Did you feed Miko?

Tomas: For the third time, I know how to take care of animals.

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(Y/n): Loser pays for dinner.

Tomas: That's not fair, I'm broke.

Shang Tsung

Shang Tsung: My, my, you look delectable, as always.

(Y/n): And you look like you're upto no good, as always.

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(Y/n): Why are you the way you are?

Shang Tsung: Perfect, aren't I?

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Shang Tsung: You stopped writing to me my dear, I'm hurt.

(Y/n): Stop being a homicidal maniac and I'll reconsider.

[latenightsundayblues]

Even more Gen Z Billy and Stu headcanons I have

-Billy’s fyp page consists of horror movie cosplay accounts or Leon Kennedy thirst edits

-Stu was the weird Naruto kid who ran through the hallways and in gym class in middle school yes you’re picturing it right now

-Billy definitely read and wrote creepypasta x reader fanfiction usually of him and slender man and if you try to mention it he’ll kill you

-Billy was one of those emo kids who tried way too hard to be Johnny C from JTHM in middle school and yes did try the exact same haircut in the comics and has since burned the evidence

-Stu definitely still writes Sonic fanfic and sends them to his friends. They ask why he’s so cringe

-Billy will sometimes send the gc shit like “he’s/she’s so me” and it’s a picture of Tomie or Michael Myers

-One time in middle school Billy and Stu dared Sidney, Tatum and Randy to go on Omegle together after 12:00 pm. They still haven’t forgiven them for the trauma that site caused

-imagine how fucking smug they would get seeing people roleplay as ghostface on their fyp tho. Them just sending each other links on discord of hot people using the mask lol

-do not remind me of that trend under any circumstances

-OH MY GOD NOT THE CREEPYPASTA FANFIC........ He'd be a jeff the killer girlie just sayin

-Wow, Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, I thought I'd never hear that name again. It's very on-brand for Billy. He'd definitely idolize the shit out of Johnny's violent tendencies and completely misunderstand the whole point of the story. The haircut though...........💀💀

-they're all afraid of opening the archives he sends on the gc now because it's probably just sonic x shadow gay sex. Again.

-He sends stu high voice messages at night sniffling and crying about how heath ledger joker and ryan gosling as a whole are literally him

-no......not omegle...... The trauma from unwillingly witnessing some dude's cock in 144p with dark ominous lighting is real lmfao Tatum def gave Stu a beating for that

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Fanfic requests OPEN for the following comics/webcomics!!

I will write : Hurt/comfort, fluff, songfics, sickfics, AUs, canon divergence, any other trope or headcanon (so long as it doesn't go against the list of what I won't write), any ship (so long as it doesn't go against the list of what I won't write)

I won't write : Smut or fetish works, pedophilia (under 18 x over 18), incest (including adopted family and step family), beastiality (sentient/human x non-sentient/animal), necrophilia (alive x dead- not undead), OCs, crossovers, Y/N (character x reader), explicit depictions of suicide or self harm, explicit depictions of rape or noncon, drowning (personal trigger), werewolves (personal trigger)

Notes : I do not guarantee I will write every request I get. Sometimes requests will just not click with me, and sometimes I don’t feel qualified to fulfill it. I will try to write as many as I can, though ; Feel free to specify any headcanons you want. Keep in mind that, unless explicitly stated that you don't want them, other headcanons (usually trans or Autistic headcanons) may be shoved in without you asking

I will write fanfiction (oneshot or multi-chapter) request for the following comic or webcomic fandoms : - Johnny the Homicidal Maniac - Lumberjanes - Dog Man - School Bus Graveyard - Spicy Mints - Castle Swimmer - City of Blank - Boyfriends - With Great Abandon - Bardown (TooManyHockeySticks) - Sacribaro (TooManyHockeySticks) - Screwed Up - HAHA : Sad Clown Stories - Timeless : A Caveman Western

Where to submit requests : - My ask box here on Tumblr - My Google Form - My forum - My prompts collection on AO3

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[wheredidthepeepeego-mp3]

LOOKING FOR A VERY INVOLVED BETA READER

Looking for a beta reader for:

Title: If We Never Make It Back to California: I Want You to Know I Love You (First of a series, unfinished)

Fandoms: Gravity Falls, Invader Zim, Johnny the Homicidal Maniac (The second part involves The Owl House but the second part isn't public yet)

Other info: Before you ask, I don't have Discord.

Rated M, because I curse so frequently and there's some pretty involved angst and violence, but sexual material is kept to the absolute minimum because I'm NOT very comfortable with sexual content involving characters that are minors in canon. There's also very in-depth discussions of eating disorders, gender dysphoria, and slef-harm. Warnings include Graphic Depictions of Violence and Major Character Death.

The fic is intended for those who have seen Invader Zim in its entirety, and know important context from lost/deleted episodes. ETF and the comics, however, aren't really brought up in the fic. It will likely be confusing to those unfamiliar with Gravity Falls. You could possibly read and understand it if you haven't read JtHM or it's spinoffs, but it probably would hit a little harder if you're at least somewhat familiar with JtHM, Squee, and I Feel Sick. Lots of references to other cartoons.

Genrewise, I'd consider it a mix of just straight up fluff with angst. It has an underlying murder-without-much-mystery plot but it takes a backseat to some mundane, everyday things at times. It's a future-fic that I try to make somewhat trope-aware. It has a crossover ship (Dipper Pines x Dib Membrane) that very much started for Crack Purposes but at this point I'm extremely invested.

Summary (directly from AO3): "Featuring my horrid music taste, eighteen-year-old Dib Membrane drives across states to visit West Virginia, home of his future college. Professor Membrane doesn't approve, and complications arise after his mysterious and conveniently-timed death. But there's always a pair of paranormally-disadvantaged twins across the country for Dib to rely on. They always have their own problems, though, and the involvement of some of Dib's interesting extended family isn't helping his relationship with Dipper Pines- or maybe her relationship? Not even Dib knows. Either way, there are many possibly murderous road trips to be had, body insecurities to be unsuccessfully avoided, the occasional romantic drama for shits-and-giggles, and a coffee-shop side plot here and there.TL;DR: Dib and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Summer"

Common problems you may find: This is my first big fic and I'm not an experienced or "good" writer. I try to keep my spelling and grammar intact, though. I get ranty and occasionally stray out of character, though I try hard to keep it in character, because then what's the point of fanfic? I use crutch words like "smiled" and "sighed" a lot and I feel I may have pacing issues. I'm asking for a beta because I have no idea where these issues actually are, if I use them too much in certain parts, etc. I'm a panster and I tend to DUMP text on the page, accounting for the hefty word count I may need help knowing how to combine scenes or plot points. I also generally like knowing when I've accidentally done something rude, had a plot hole, or made a stupid/juvenile mistake. I also need new chapter names because I started the fic a long time ago, and chose exclusively lyrics from really cringey songs and haven't bothered changing just about anything. Plus I need to get some good foreshadowing in for part two.

Word Count/Update Info: Word count is 104,965 on AO3 but I will send you the link to my Google Doc, where it has the ongoing word count. You will see part two on the doc, but I am only concerned with part one for the time being. I update at least once a month, but sometimes two or three times. The fic is VERY close to finished and my projected word count for part one is 110,000.

What I'll do in exchange: My pretty exhaustive list of fandoms (both past and present) is: BoJack Horseman , Creepypasta , Daria , Doki Doki Literature Club , Five Nights at Freddy's , Gorillaz , Gravity Falls , Happy Tree Friends , Helluva Boss , Homestuck , Invader Zim , Johnny the Homicidal Maniac , Moral Orel , My Little Pony , Percy Jackson/Related R Riordan Books (it's been a while though) , Phineas and Ferb , Saw (Movies) , South Park , Team Fortress Two , The Amazing World of Gumball , The Owl House , Undertale and Deltarune. The only things I'm not comfy with are pornography specifically of real life people, pedophilia, incest, or underage. But otherwise that's alright. My max word count is 150k but other than that I will beta read anything in those fandoms.

Thank you!

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johnny c x emo! reader

(i'm emo, of you couldn't tell lmao, and i like johnny the homicidal maniac, so boom, here you go) Warnings: murder, mentions of mutilations of body's and that's about it i think. also some yelling and people being assholes. not proofread

you were pretty normal, oh, besides the whole emo thing. people usually stared or looked at you funny whenever you went out in public. depending on the day you were having, either you wold ignore them, smile and wave, duck your head nervously, or flip them of with your special little finger. today was one of those days where it wasn't going so well, you had gotten a brand new gir hoodie (i'm mostly going of scene emo here but you can make it whatever you want) and you were super proud of your new hoodie! most people didn't get it though, they would stare and point. but today, a certain homicidal maniac was there to witness it all. johnny knew what it was like to be judged or stared at just for going outside to just have a good time. it sucked ass. currently, some guy was sending glances your way, looking at you in a disgusted way at how you looked. he could hear whispers as he talked among friends. **"oh my god who wears that much eyeliner it 2023"** **"dude get your camera!"** **"oh hell naw"** *johnny's eyes twitched, his fists clenching. those insults almost felt targeted at him, even if it was at you. he yells, grabbing one of his knives... or... whatever he uses idk. you, surprised, look over to see a tall VERY skinny man stabbing the people who were whispering behind your back. hey, he looked fine-

you watched in horror, or entertainment, however you react to a murder scene i won't judge :)

"I LIKE YOU BETTER WHEN YOU DON'T HAVE EYES!" *the man screamed, ripping the man's eyeballs out of his head. he was right, they don't deserve eyes, they don't deserve to look at how inspiring you look, not if they judge you like that for no reason except that you're different. he then rips the man's tongue out, still yelling. "AND YOU DEFINITELY DON'T DESERVE THIS!" *he leaves the man to bleed out, getting up like it was nothing and dusting himself off. he looks at you, raising a brow.

"hey, my name's johnny, just call me Nny." *he gives you his hand, to which you (i'm making the reader stupid as shit don't worry) take his hand and shake it politely

"i'm Y/N, nice to meet you Nny."

moral of the story, don't judge someone based off their appearance, because if you do a homicidal maniac will come for you and rip out your eyeballs :)

[spider-anonymous]

when you have the time could i possibly get headcanons of johnny from jthm with a pastel s/o whose okay with him killing but wants to help him with his psychosis?

Sure! Thank you for sending in your request!

He’s weary at first. He doesn’t completely trust his s/o and is even more skeptical of them. If they truly liked him they wouldn’t want to change him, right?

Well, If you’re trying to change something you don’t like, he’ll just have to do the same. What’s with those pastel colors, huh?

No. He doesn’t want to change you, so he stops and just kind of tries to keep his cool, maybe hear you out. 

After enough convincing, he’ll let you help a little, depending on HOW you plan on helping him. 

He’ll do other things to help his mental health, but he has to kill, otherwise the monster in the wall will get out, so no matter what you do, that part of him stays. Even if you both don’t like it much. 

After a while he’ll get used to it, but you’ll have to get used to sudden outbursts...maybe even learn a little bit of self defense....

Hope you enjoyed ^^

Hope humanity treats you well -Doxy

*X-A’*

[yandere-toons]

I decided to write a lil more, I have lots of ideas for this :>

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You sat at the dinner table, chewing your food even though it turned to sawdust in your mouth. After swallowing with much difficulty, you decided to strike up a conversation with your silent parents.

"They decided to pair all the people at my school up with a buddy when we walk home from school now."

"That's nice, honey," your mother replied, body not even facing the dinner table so she could stare at some gaudy-looking gameshow.

"They said it's cause of the murders, but I don't see how that'll help. Those two people that went missing were last seen together. I'm surprised that the school noticed at-"

"Not now, kiddo, I'm busy," your father interuppted you, face buried in his work documents, meal pushed aside. "Why don't you go upstairs and do.... whatever. Just don't bother me."

You deflated slightly at his dismissive comments, but it wasn't anything you weren't used to. You gathered your dishes and put them in the sink, and reluctently went upstairs.

Even if they were dismissive, even if you still felt watched with them, at least you weren't physically alone when existing in the same space with them. Though, lately, you felt you were never alone. You flopped down on your bed with a sigh, turning your head slightly so you could see the sun creeping down into the sky. Rolling over and looking at the ceiling, you wondered if the person who was stalking you would go after another pair of humans.

*

Your eyes fluttered open, greeted by a bedroom lit by the signs and lights of the city. Neon greens and pinks and blues contrasted and clashed and blended against eachother into a mini lightshow that reminded you of clubs you saw in movies. Even as eye-catching as it could be, your attention was never diverted to it, because with you slightly lifting up your body by leaning on your elbows, your eyes were locked with the scraggly, black, near-silhouette of a man crouching on the windowstill for a window you don't recall leaving open.

*screams, lots of talking from an unfamiliar voice, shouts and thuds emanate from Reader's bedroom*

Reader's Parents: Must have been the wind.

[springwoodswhore-blog]

i think you might be onto something anon, enjoy!

Judging by how Devi beat the shit out of him and he continued to pursue her, you’re probably right about him wanting to be stepped on.

Johnny is not the most comfortable with sex, or anything intimate in general, he’s somewhere on the demisexual side of the spectrum, so it takes a long time for him to get comfortable enough to let you get intimate with him and much less dominate him. 

Your loving nature before that will also confuse him, even if you’re his partner and he enjoys it. He knows he doesn’t deserve love after all that he’s done, and yet you give it to him and it makes him feel something nice for once. 

Johnny is not very strong, and if you ever end up needing to fight him or fend him off you will most likely win the fight, he’s going to be impressed and probably willing to listen to you if you ever need to get him to back off or simply ask him to do something. Just don’t make him feel like you’re mocking him for his loss, that will lead to problems, he already feels like all eyes are staring, judging and mocking, he doesn’t need to feel that way about his partner too. 

When things do get intimate, he’ll be so grateful for you taking the lead. Intimacy and sex are not his areas of expertise and letting someone else take the reins helps him to be more comfortable and know he isn’t fucking up and making the situation weird. 

As things progress, if you start to be a little bit stricter with maybe ordering him around or bringing in s/m he will continue to follow your lead. He likes the s/m in a way that he feels like he deserves it, and that makes it easier for him to endure, and the love and praise you give after feels like it was earned. 

Step on him, literally slam the sole of your shoe into his face and pin his head to the floor and watch him take it because he knows he deserves to be in this position. Make him bleed, don’t go easy on him. He can take it. Just don’t make fun of him, tell him he deserves it, he knows, just don’t mock him. That’s his limit. 

His favorite part of all of this is being told he was good afterwords, the gentle touches, the cleaning of any wounds with gentle hands and coos of praise. The warm embrace you two have of each other. 

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Name: Veronica Thomas

Age: 17-18

Height: 5'6

Sex:female

Style: bimbo girl. Soft core sometimes. Wears a lot of shit that is classed as "slut"

Skin/culture: White basically just english and a bit of german with a touch of Ireland 🇮🇪

Likes: BOYS, Ryan preach, chearleading, sneaking out, clothes, shopping, <stalking ryan>, having her evil bff debra.

Background: when puberty hit she became a flirt and very beautiful apparently, became popular and now she does cheerleading and having a huge crush on Ryan.

Current living: With her mom and step dad. But her step dad is fucking weird and tried to control her mom. Her dad is out of the picture doesnt even know were he is at.

Dislikes: girls, old men that r perverted, ryans preach's boyfriend.

[yandere-toons]

Readers Parents: Literally seeing their child getting kidnapped by a serial killer that's obsessed with them and has been stalking them for weeks

Also Reader's Parents, 5 seconds later: Oh, look, Bill Watterson just retired.