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real

Sam - Y/n, why the hell are there bullet holes in your room?

Y/n - There was a cockroach

Sam - ....and?

Y/n - AND IT FUCKING STARTED FLYING TOWARDS ME!

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'master' | john kreese x reader

SMUT WARNING SO IF YOU DONT LIKE THAT THEN I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE :3

(you are 22 years old in this story of course, and this takes place in the 80s so he's not an old man if you're not into that.)

Every time you faltered, Sensei Kreese pinned you down to the mats. He wanted you to become strong, immune to the pain. But you felt no pain when both of his strong arms and both of his muscular legs would surround your lying body, his torso hovered above yours and his hot breath on your skin. In fact, you felt hot and aroused, every type of pleasure filling you to the brim. Essentially, you did it on purpose.

It was merely an act. That you didn't understand what he was trying to tell you, or "Oh, my knee gave out!". Something small and simple like that, just so you would feel the heat radiating from his much larger body. That was the closest you felt you would ever get to your real fantasies.

Nevertheless, before all of this, you only had high respect for him as a sensei. You just wanted to impress him and gain some kind of self-worth from the hot-tempered sensei. Unlike the mere child-like boys your age, Kreese was a man; mature and standing tall above anyone who dared to go against him. Then, over time, you started to realize you had a little... attraction to him.

You started to notice that every time he would touch you or come close to you, you felt your knees giving out and your heart pounding out of your chest. You craved to feel his skin against yours, his body pressing on top of you, his fingers tugging at your hair.

Sometimes you would picture him doing these things to you, with you completely at his mercy. You would sometimes touch yourself as you imagined him touching you. You could feel the ghost of his hot breath on your neck, and his big, muscular limbs surrounding your laid-down body. You dreamt of the feeling of his lips on your face, neck and chest.

But he would never do this for you, you thought. If you showed just a tiny bit of affection or care, he would immediately turn you down and make your relationship worse, you thought. So you were always upset when he lifted himself off of you every class, thinking that was the closest you would ever get.

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One night, after class, it was pouring down rain. Everyone else had left. You couldn't possibly go outside by yourself in all this rain. So you stayed in the dojo. You needed to shower anyways, so you started making your way toward the showers.

"Hey, Sensei," you called. "Would you like me to lock up?"

"No thank you, Miss L/N. I have some paperwork to do for a while," responded. You loved it when he referred to you as "Miss", making you feel somewhat important.

"Alright. I'll just take a shower," you called. You made your way inside, undressing yourself. The first couple months being here, you felt uncomfortable undressing for a shower. But as you learned that you could trust everyone not to walk in over time, you were disarmed of that feeling.

The water cascaded down your body, running down your curves and to the floor. Then suddenly, a certain pair of eyes caught sight of you by accident. Walking by was John Kreese, accidentally seeing a glimpse of your body. His face became hot as he averted his look with a whip of his head.

You just hummed a song that has been in your head all day to yourself, unbeknownst to his presence. And Kreese, having caught a small sight of you, suddenly felt a feeling creeping into his heart. He wanted to look more. He wanted to see the water going down your body, you looked like a goddess in the fluorescent light.

He knew you weren't looking. He slowly started to turn his head back around, mentally cursing himself for looking. But he couldn't help it, you looked so damn gorgeous with your head up like that. With your hair falling down your back. With your amazing body standing so beautifully.

However, before he could look away, you stopped the shower. You turned around, your exposed chest toward him now. A scream came out of your mouth when you locked eyes with him. You whipped your hands onto your body immediately, covering as much of yourself as you could.

"L/N..." Kreese stammered with his deep voice. He had never been so flustered like this before. His face was flushed, and his usually tall and high stance was just a tiny bit wilted in shame. His eyes were dodging you completely.

"Go!" You yelped at him. Instead of him yelling at you to not raise your voice at your sensei, he immediately left. He felt guilty that he didn't immediately think to leave as soon as you saw him.

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You finished your shower and turned off the water. The thought of what just happened clouded your mind as you got dressed again in your casual clothing.

"Hey," a voice said behind you. You blushed as you heard the voice, and you turned around. "I'm sorry about that."

"Mm... i-it's okay..." you respond. It really wasn't okay, but you didn't want to get snappy with your sensei.

"No, it's not. I... shouldn't have looked at ya,"

"No... no, you shouldn't have," you echoed. His head dropped down a bit in shame. Taking one step closer, you didn't know how to reassure him. In your deep darkest secrets, you wanted him to see you naked, but not like this. He reluctantly places a hand on your shoulder.

"You did well in class today," he brought up with a clear of this throat, reverting his face back to a neutral expression. That little change to the subject made you frown, but you knew he didn't have much else he could say without making it more awkward. In response you just nodded and bowed, making your way toward the doors of the dojo. You'd walk out in the rain to escape this nightmare.

Your hand gripped the handle but when you were just about to leave, you felt something push it back. Kreese's large hand was against the glass, his muscular arm hovering above you. Suddenly, he flipped you around to face him and pressed his lips against yours.

His hand moved off of the glass to your face along with the other. His cold palms were on your cheeks, thumbs running across the edges of your face. Your heart was pumping aggressively, so much that you heard it in your ears. You swore it was going to burst out of your chest right now.

Pinning you to the wall, he kissed you harder, full of passion and lust. Something was taking over him. Then, he pulled away just for a second, to get a breath and look into your eyes. You were looking up at him with disbelief and need for more.

He carried you to his office, locking the door behind both of you. Supporting your weight with his hands under your thighs, he pushes everything over on his desk with one swipe of his arm. He places you down gently, and you instantly put your hands around his neck. Leaning down toward you, he kissed your own neck, making you melt under him.

You lifted your head up in pleasure, little sounds leaving your mouth. He loved each one of those sounds, letting out small growls into your skin himself.

"God... I've needed this for so long," he whispered into your ear with harsh breathing.

"I have too..." you say back.

"I know you have... I know..." you were shocked by that response, but you just decided to go with it now.

Before you expect it, he lifts himself up and stands on his feet. He unties the belt of his gi, letting it drop to the floor. He drops his pants, letting his erection come free. There was precum at the tip, and your eyes widened at his length and girth.

"Oh my God..." you let slip out of your mouth in the form of a breath. He chuckled at your surprise.

"Is this your first time being taken by a real man? Or your first time at all?" he whispers with a smirk. You nodded in response.

"Both," you stammer. The corners of his mouth stretch wider, and he bends down with his both of big hands on either side of you, trapping you in. Unexpectedly, he clenches his front teeth at the top of your pants. He pulls it down with his teeth, bringing it down to your ankles.

He moves his face up your body, tugging at the end of your shirt. "Lift your arms,"

You nodded and immediately did what he said. He pulled off your shirt in one swift motion of his teeth. He did the same with your bra, leaving your chest completely exposed to him, along with the rest of your body.

"You are... amazing. Flawless. Perfect." His widened eyes trailed up and down your helpless body, now under him. "You need to show all this off way more often, hm? Maybe put on one of those tight tops for me."

You nodded and whimpered, and he caressed your face with his knuckles. He came close to your ear with his breath hitting it. "Haha... good girl." Suddenly he flipped you face-down on the desk, shoving himself inside of you. Your eyes instantly rolled up, and a scream escaped your mouth.

"Now, baby girl, try to keep quieter for me..." He moved out and then back in again, making you let out a deep moan. He repeated the movement, getting faster and faster as he went. "You're so tight.."

The noise of his skin making contact with yours, his groans and your little whimpers filling the room made you both more and more turned on as you went. Your eyes were all the way back, it felt like they were going to fall out.

"Ngh... harder...!" you ordered, and he gripped your hair. He chuckled at your command.

"Harder.. what?"

"Harder, master!"

He bent his head back at him hearing you scream that, and he gave it to you even harder. As he went, his entire member was inside of you, stretching your entrance out completely and making your mind go blank. You could feel the knot tying, coming closer to climax.

"I-I'm gonna... mmh..." you moaned. "Let me come, master... please..."

"Me too..."

The knot snapped and you hit climax, milking his member completely. He pulled out and released on your back, groaning in pleasure and gripping your hair to keep himself from ascending into heaven.

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After he brought you to the bathroom to clean up, he sat down with you in his lap. He played with your hair, breathing in your scent. You started to wonder, how did he know about your feelings?

"Master Kreese?" you asked for his attention. That was the name he told you to call him from now on... in private, of course.

"Yes, baby girl?"

"How did... how did you know about my feelings for you?"

"It was the most obvious thing in the world, sweetheart." he chuckled into your hair. "Always faking to get me to pin you down, how you always looked at me, all that. I knew from the start."

"If you knew, why didn't you point it out or stop giving me what I wanted?"

"Because I wanted to do those things to you. I started to want to feel you under me, your heart racing, your pretty eyes boring into mine." You could feel his finger twirling a strand of your hair.

"Really?"

"Yes, sweetheart," he whispered. You nodded with acknowledgement, taking in his words.

"Now, would you like me to drive you home? I can't have my baby walking out there in that rain." He faced toward the window, which had heavy, pouring rain hitting against it powerfully.

"Absolutely, Master."

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hope you liked that :3 i take requests so feel free to do so. thank you for reading freakazoids

(this is DEF coming out with a part 2)

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chozen toguchi x reader pt. 1 (not freaky)

this is based on chozen from karate kid 2. dw he's not an old man if ur not into that. :3 also pls no crash out if this is very generic n cheesy bc i know.

You were walking alone outside of the house, everyone was asleep except you. You felt out of place, insecure, and just woke up from being jet-lagged; all being due to the fact that you're in a completely different country. It was the first day, and your younger brother Daniel already had a girl eyeing him. Meanwhile, you could barely talk to anyone.

You saw a figure in the distance, and smoke streaming up into the air from their mouth. Looking their way, they suddenly turned their head to look at you. You snapped your head in the opposite direction to avoid the gaze.

"Hey, it's you," a voice says. It seems to come from the figure. In the dark, it slowly comes forward to you. Suddenly recognizing his face, you notice he was the guy you and your younger brother met earlier when leaving the airport. He had quite a firm handshake.

"Oh, hello..." You couldn't recall who he was, you were too jet-lagged. But thank the lord he spoke English. "I'm sorry. What's your name, again?"

"I am Chozen Toguchi," he replies, smirking at me. Taking his cigarette out of his mouth, he continues after a beat. "You never told me your name."

"My name is Y/N," You answer. "I apologize, I was extremely jet-lagged."

"That's alright,"

"So, what business do you have with Mr. Miyagi?" You ask, again, being completely oblivious.

"I am Sato's nephew, as well as student. But, uh, Sato and Miyagi-san... they got into a feud. Over a girl," He takes another puff of his cigarette.

"Oh, yes! He told my brother and I about that before the trip," The wind picks up, and you wrap your hands around your arms to try to shield it from the cold. You didn't notice Chozen looking down and noticing you get a little cold. "I want to know... do you hate me... as well?"

He was a little surprised by the question, but he still answered. "I... don't see that you pose any threat to me so far. But... that brother of yours... he makes me look like a damn fool," He takes one last puff before throwing his cigarette to the ground.

"I'm sure he doesn't enjoy it as much as he stands by Mr. Miyagi. I respect my teacher just as much, but I won't bother you if that's what you don't want," You look up at him, and he returns the gaze.

"I don't... mind you,"

You chuckle in response, and a smile crosses your lips. Chozen looks at your face, thinking your smile is cute. As he examines your skin in detail, he notices your shivering. He subtly pulls off his jacket and drapes it over your shoulders.

"Don't want you to get cold now, do we?" Chozen chuckles sincerely and sweetly.

You had no idea how to respond, you just looked down at your shoes with a racing heart. Chozen looked down at his watch, and noticed it was three in the morning.

"Well, it's extremely late now," he states. "I... think we should go back to bed now,"

There's a second of comfortable silence, before you regain your voice again. "Good night, Chozen... see you around,"

"Good night, princess,"

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daily ptv day 2

”she’s mine

you stay away from her

it’s not her time”

-ptv

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daily ptv day 1

"this is a wasteland,

my only retreat

with heaven above you

there's hell over me"

-ptv

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i haven't drawn anything in a while, i've had a lot of work but here's one from a while ago