Going Kinda Hand In Hand With The One U Wrote About Kenny With A Latina Reader : Can You Write Something

Excuse me?

Nah, people are weird as hell because what the fuck is this?

Only Nico stans are weird like this fr.

Prt 2 of the Kyle x reader one shot? 🫢

3 months later and I'll finally answer this, I'm so sorry! But YES, I just posted it <3

POV: you called the slasher a munch.

n.o.t.e.s - the slashers reacting to you calling them a munch >3, I just wanted to write something and it's still February.

+ Drabbles

w.a.r.n - Ice spice fan (?)

w.c - 347

featuring - Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Billy Loomis, and Stu Macher.

Michael Myers

∙ He would be lowkey kinda confused about what a munch is.

∙ Imagine him standing there menacingly, and you're literally crawling on your back, spitting profanities.

∙ You called him a munch when you were running away from him, trying to at least distract him.

∙ Probably scratched his head when he heard the word and cocked his head.

∙ He would just stand there, looking at you confusedly.

Jason Voorhees

∙ This baby would be so confused when said it.

∙ Cocked his head to the side, just standing there, breathing.

∙ I just imagine him just muttering a little "what?".

∙ He would just lower his knife cutely, so confused about what you said.

Freddy Krueger

∙ Probably would tell you to shut the hell up and stop the accusations.

∙ I feel like Freddy would deadass know the meaning of it since he literally kills children, and teenagers have probably heard the term before.

∙ His eyebrows just twitched as he just looked at you.

∙ Probably mad and pissed, just makes him want to kill you more.

Billy Loomis

∙ Similarly, like Freddy, stop the accusation and looks away from you with his face full of red.

∙ He would probably be in disbelief. Probably play it off and ignores you for the whole day.

∙ Your probably gonna be his first victim after you said, 🙏

∙ Imagine your running away from the killer and he just stabs you in the chest, and mutters: "I'm never eater, just a killer".

Stu Macher

∙ Stu would definitely, and I mean definitely prove how he munch and would say it proudly.

∙ Would literally be confident, of this guy an eater just look at him 💀.

∙ Imagine hanging out with him and the whole group, at the water fountain like in the scene from the movie. -And you called him a munch and he like "Are you telling me, that I eat you out so well"

∙ And you're like just standing there blushing.

"Goodness knows."

this goes out to that sack of bricks that hits you when you re-listen to Galinda's part in No-one morns the Wicked for the first time post-watch.

✧･ﾟ: 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 :𝐃 ✿

✧･ﾟ:  𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ✿

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You were in your room getting ready for your date, laying down all your cute clothes and jewelry.

You wanted to look good but too good, yet also chic but not too stylish, just something that expresses you, because anything you wear outside express how you live and act.

You even got your legs shaved and got a mani-pedi.

Soon you were interrupted by your irritating sister, Erica. Always in your business like it was the wild west.

"Y/N, where are you going" Erica questioned you,

"Why is where I'm going, your concern?" you looked back at her.

"...Because mom and dad left the house and told me that you have babysit me, and Lucas is going to do some stupid thing with his nerd friends.."

"What" you gasp

"That's totally unfair," you complained.

"Well, life isn't fair, ain' it," your little sister blabbed out.

Before you could even hear what she said, you ran down the hallway away from your room and went towards Lucas. You didn't even knock. You just bust open that door.

"What the heck Y/N" Lucas yelled out

"Lucas..my little brother Lucas, for a love of a sister, can yo-" you were soon cut off,

"No"

"What do you mean no? I barely said anything."

"What you were about to say is for me to babysit Erica, and I will not"

"Please, Lucas, it's just one time. I will promise to repay you back."

"50 bucks"

"50 bucks for a one-time thing?"

"take or leave it"

"How about 15?"

Soon a long debate about how much money you have to pay Lucas to occur, and you guys finally got to agree on how much money you would pay, it was 25 bucks.

You finally got to properly get ready now, without any disturbances or that when you thought, then you heard rocks hitting your window.

You opened your window, annoyed by who was attacking your window, only to find out it was your boyfriend, Eddie.

Eyes brighten up with joy to your boyfriend, and how convenient it of him to come just on time, you rushed downstairs and went outside to see your date.

Eddie decided to have a picnic date with you. It was cute and elaborately planned. It was a fun time. You had your picnic in a field of flowers, the area was beautiful, and you got to make some flower crowns for yourself and Eddie.

The moment you had with Eddie was everything, you really wished you could stay like that forever, but sadly all good things shall come to an end.

You were dropped off by Eddie, and you couldn't just leave him without giving him a kiss, which you did and not even 5 seconds later you were reprimanded by your parents. :D

HE IS SO CUTEE

I can't get over how pretty his eyes are

She done shave the top of her head 💀😭♿

new trim wys

please reblog!! <3

My prerogative

n.o.t.e.s - Sorry for being inactive for the past weeks :c

w.a.r.n - Homelander being a warning, anger issue, the reader being disrespected on, a chainsaw man reference, gore topics, organs.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Homelander x Supe!Fem! reader (kind of?)

w.c. - 1637

Another day at Vought INC, you were sitting in your office writing up a storm in a document. You worked in the PR team for Vought superheroes.

Today was an especially hard day.

First, wake up late because of your alarm clock, then your phone is not even fucking charging.

Then if that wasn't good enough, being late to the train and then walking to work in heels that were 30 mins away. Then coming back to this hellhole for your boss to give you a horrible time at work.

As you were here fucking slaving away on your computer, your thought running around your head, it was hard to come with the concept for that experiment that you call heroes.

Not that you had any aggression with any of the superheroes except with The deep, translucent, and demon you call America's golden boy, Homelander. As you were typing on your computer in your small office, your boss walked up to you, clicking her heels annoying; not like you had an anger issue, but when you saw her, everything in your body rang anger.

"Y/N, your last idea was interesting, needless to say. I don't think that having Queen Maeve and Starlight helping out, survivors of Cyclone Idai, wouldn't be a good pitch. Think, Feminism, think two women showing the world that women can do anything." she slams the paper you worked hard on onto your desk, tapping down on the paper.

"What do you mean?" you responded to her interesting comments.

"What I said, a feminist is the topic" she exaggerate her hands and clasped her hand.

"Sure," your eyes twitched as you picked up the paper she placed on the desk.

As she walked out of your office, she yelled out, "-And make sure it is good this time!" the final comment made you crush the paper in your hand and throw it on the wall.

"What the hell does feminism do with superheroes" you mumbled yourself. Swiping a piece of your hair to the side of your ears, moving closer to the computer, and thinking about some ideas. Needless you say, you were fricking annoyed by the comments your boss said.

Bite at your lip, till it drew some blood. It was getting tiring, trying to live a normal life, was tiring, you thought of your choices when you were 12 between staying in the lab or escaping, but you glad that you are able to escape that hellhole than being monitored for 24 hrs, and ending to be doll being on display.

But ironic that you landed a job at the same brand you escaped. You wanted a breather from being locked up in your small office; besides that, your break was coming in, standing up and stretching your neck and your body. Walking out of your office, going to the elevator.

As you were walking down, getting pushed by two dickhead of Vought employees, they responded by saying to watch where you were walking.

The disrespect you were getting from this company was crazy. While you enter the elevator, pressing the 25th floor, where the company Starbucks was, you need some Caffeine to boost your mood and energy, even though Dunkin Donuts was better than the overpriced coffee store.

Standing the side of the elevator lending to the walls, as you scrolled on your phone while the elevator was going down. the elevator music chiming in.

Your eyes was still laid on your phone, you didn't notice the person that came into the elevator, not taking your eyes on off, until your eyes look at the familiar cape, it was red, white and blue.

Making quick eye contact with the person you dread meeting on top of that, Homelander.

But out of all the elevators in the building, why the heck would he take the elevator taken by lowly Vought employees? Getting off the wall, straightening yourself up.

He walked in with his hand behind his back.

The music chimed in and played through; your body was tense by his immediate presence, and the elevator door closed.

You wished that the elevator would go faster as you stared at the floor indicator with the lowering numbers of the floor going down. You should help it, but your heart was pumping out of your chest.

"So, I heard you got a promotion, Y/N." the comment he said caught you off guard, 'The Fuck' and you just stared at him.

Besides the point, he said that, your promotion was literally 6 months ago.

"Quiet, aren't we?" he looked you in the eye, and you soon pulled away.

"Thank you, Sir," you responded, not bothering to correct him. Now you were begging that time would go faster, biting down on your lip.

The elevator so coming down to the 25th floor, and he soon slapped his arm on the control panel breaking it and catching himself off caught.

Faster than you can even react, he grabbed your neck, pinning you to the elevator wall, leaving you shocked to even react.

An ominous chuckle erupted from him, "You honestly got everyone else fooled, but not me at all, Y/N."

You were scared for your life inside that elevator, there nobody here, and there was no one to hear you scream at all. "W-what, do you mean" you stared at him, your legs were trembling.

"Your not normal at all, you're more than having a lowly lifestyle. You are a god like me" he grabs your face and squishes it.

You help but stare at him; you have a hard time responding to him; even if you tried doing something, your chances of being slayed by him would be high.

"What?" the word slipped out of your mouth, you were wondering how he know, but I guess you can't hide anything from Homelander; if you were to lie, you would probably just die right there.

"Don't fuck with me, Y/N." he barked at you, his hand breaking inside the elevator wall. Your eyes felt wet, and tears were escaping you. Your lips were trembling.

"Don't fucking turn soft on me now." He yelled at you, "Just admit it, don't lie to me."

"O-okay, I am one" you mumbled, he released his grip on you and pressed the button on the elevator panel, as he stood away from you in his original spot.

You fell down on the floor, breathing heavily, as you put your face in your hand.

The elevator door opened, "Cut that crying crap up; it not working on me at all," he mumbled as he exited the elevator, with his hand behind his back in a military position.

The feeling of getting to Starbucks left your mind; the only thing you could hear in the elevator was music as the elevator closed; you just wanted to get out of this building.

Walking out of the tall building, it was accordingly 8:45 pm when you exited the building. Unfornutaly for you, your day was only getting worse; it started raining on you, soon drenching your body in water.

'Just my day..' you mumbled out

A terrific day for you since it was just sunny outside, and you didn't bother to bring one of your jackets with you, but that's just New York weather. Grabbing your bag and using it as a protection shield for your head, you ran to the train station to catch it from its left.

Entering the station, your body was drenched in water head to toe; as the sound of your soaking wet clothes made a 'plop' sound, you moved to the scanner, swiping your MetroCard into it. The gate opening allows you to enter the waiting area of the train.

The screeching sound of the train came halting at the station. The door opened, allowing the people inside to get out; you grabbed your stuff and entered as you sat down, waiting for your stop.

30 MINUTES LATER

Lucky for you, the rain wasn't as bad when you exited work. You were walking to your apartment complex; your clothes were less drenched than before but still had some moister.

It got way darker than before; you were walking down the street. You live a little far away from the Vought building, and you usually take some shortcuts to make your journey less. As you looked in the alleyway, you dismissed the idea from your mind, the time for using a shortcut was way too risky.

"HEY, LADY!" a masculine voice yelled, ringing in your ears.

"Just my luck," you muttered as you turned to the voice. "Give me all your money," the mysterious man said, holding a pocket knife and wearing all black.

"No," you responded to him.

"Do you want to die right now? Just give me your fucking purse, or I'll stab you in the fucking neck," he yelled, walking towards you.

"Maybe, but do you know what is even better than money" you walked towards the mysterious figure, throwing your bag onto the floor.

"Your life," you made a gun sign with one of your men and pointed towards him "bang" soon, the man's chest, stomach, and abdomen area were blasted off and sprayed on the wall. His head had a confused expression, and as his head landed on the floor, his legs fell down as well. It was a pure, clean cut; his organ was destroyed by the blast, and the red liquid was everywhere on the street.

His blood was sprayed on some of your clothes as you grabbed your bag from the dirty floor and walked away from the massacre of the man's body.

You didn't know it, but someone was following you as he popped out from his invisible trick. Translucent face had a scared expression etched on it as he looked at the gory display on the floor. The mysterious man's blood trickled down the street to the road.

"What the hell" he covered his mouth at the killing. Pulling out his mouth, testing the head of the seven, a message saying, "It 's the real deal."

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