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when I tell people while watching horror movies that I hate how the final survivor is so hysteric and annoying and they go like “lmao that’s how would you act too in that situation”

FIRST OF ALL NO BITCH CAUSE I’D SUCK HIS D-

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Me staring up at the 2.0 metre parking lot height restriction and thinking abt how tall Michael Myers is

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goofy little to-do list

For all the imagines etc. I'd like to do!

Imagine; Slasher+DBD Killer s/o + reader: snack run!

Imagine; Slasher+DBD Killer s/o + reader: Cuddlingggg

Slasher+DBD Killer: Favourite Snacks

TBA as I go!

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Imagine) Pyramid Head x Exhausted Reader!GN-R

!GN-R = Gender Neutral Reader

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I love pyramid head and have been loving him more recently since watching someone playthrough Silent Hill 2......... ugh obsessed I just wanna return to him after an exhausting ass day

Word Count: 666 (funny number unplanned! could u believe it?!)

Edit: Some grammar fixes (word count not updated) Thanks sm for all the support on this!

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Exhausted y/n moping slowly around the ground floor of Midwich to find Pyramid Head after a long day of tormenting trials thrown at them nonstop.

After a long climb up the two flights of stairs to the top floor the familiar noise of metal scraping along splintering floorboards is heard just within y/n's reach, a noise that has become a comfort to them(y/n), a nerving one to others, that last burst of energy found in order to find the source of the sound before this hopeful adrenaline drained out completely.

Closing the distance between the noise and y/n, eventually rounding a corner to face the muscular back of the familiar figure sporting a large helm, the enormous blade dragging behind the being as he continued surveying the familiar hallways, unbeknownst of the company behind him.

Soft sniffles echoed behind the being's back had prompted him to turn swiftly, glancing down the long corridor to lock onto the petite figure where the babbled sniffling emanated from.

The sniffling briefly turned to a small sob before an exhausted "Rrreedddd....." echoed from the small figure, a longing but weary sign of accomplishment, a feeling of finally being at ease after the long day just from the sight of him.

As Pyramid Head turned to his right to place his large knife against the worn walls, y/n was already drowsily walking toward him, upon the last few steps, opening their arms to an exhausted bend, just about able to lift the heavy weight their arms felt as though they bore.

Pyramid Head walked toward them upon their last few steps, meeting them in a softened grasp, as close as pyramid head undstood a "hug". Y/n wrapped their arms around the firm waist of the helmed creature, squeezing as much as their last allowance of energy could bare before causing them to collapse.

Pyramid head had placed his hands gently on their back, the heavy helm tilting downward to glance at the short human grasping desperately onto his waist, their head snuffling into the familiar butchers smock, uncaring about the dried damage of the day which prickled almost every inch of his attire.

A gentle metallic hum rumbled through his helm, causing his chest and abdomen to vibrate gently, one of which y/n felt against their now warmed face from the taught grasp they still held on him.

Pyramid Head moved his heavy hands to their(y/n) forearms, ever so gently peeling the exhausted y/n from his abdomen/chest area, as though he was looking down at them, for only a brief second he was examining the expression on their face... teary weary eyes met back with the glance from the large red helm, their arms still extended awaiting to reattach themself to their big helmed water bottle.

Instead of inviting them back into a hug, Red glanced to his right, grabbing his large knife with his right hand, his left stayed placed on their forearm until confident in his grip on the knife, tilting back to them, he ran his thumb over their forearm tenderly before loosening his gentle grip on them.

A quiet metallic groan soothed from the helm and down his muscular body as he kneeled, extending his arm out in order to scoop y/n into a half bridal style carry, his one arm more than enough to carry the weight of his petite companion.

As y/n nestled their head into the crook between his helm and shoulder, they gently placed a sleepy kiss upon the end of his collarbone, then snuggled their head in as though trying to get closer to him than what was even possible.

It wasn't long before y/n would get the rest their deserved and longed for after their day of trials, to be sure of one thing, Pyramid Head was going to be looking after them until the next day began. Unknowingly being of great comfort to Red himself, feeling the tension in his muscles release even upon the sight of his y/n.

I havent wrote anything in literally forever yyiers barf barf barf anyway I love p head! yas!