You stir slightly, squeezing the pillow as you flex into your limbs, waking up slowly and allowing yourself a big stretch before opening your eyes. You sit upright, glancing around, the events of last night coming back to you as you remember how you came to be on the couch.
Goro must have covered you with a blanket, whether he was being a gentleman or just trying to make up for your lack of pants remains to be seen…
You still feel a bit embarrassed by the whole situation, though admittedly, you did enjoy feeling like he was opening up to you a bit. Even with temptation being so overwhelming, you had kept your hands – mostly – to yourself, and behaved more than not.
Stretching again, you hear the faint clatter of dishes coming from the kitchen, finally noticing a delicious smell wafting through the house.
You smile softly to yourself, wrapping the blanket around your shoulders as you pad sleepily around the corner to see Goro at the stove.
He’s already dressed, but the sight of him tightens your chest regardless.
He still hasn’t noticed you, giving you the opportunity to study him briefly, though probably not the best idea given how sinfully sensual this man makes something so simple as cooking seem…
Especially now that you know what’s underneath that shirt…
I was scrolling through your blog when you noticed you bashed a bunch of people for thinkin ted bundy and the Menendez brothers were hot when you are literal in love with Bo Sinclair like don't think I forgot about those two smuts.
okay I actually hate this because I say this all the time
HAVING A CRUSH ON A SLASHER IS NOT THE SAME AS HAVING A CRUSH ON A REAL LIFE SERIAL KILLER
Some of you may not know this but the origin story of this account starts with a Bo Sinclair imagine yes this account started as a Bo Sinclair simp account.
Now I'm here to tell you sick fucks that having a crush on a fictional murderer from a 2005 horror film starring Brian Van Holt and Chad Michael Murray
Yes Chad Michael Murray the man who starred in One Tree Hill, Gilmore Girls, Freaky Friday and (one of my personal favorites) A Cinderella Story and so many other things
Is not the same thing as having a crush on Ted Bundy who was real life rapist and murderer
You can't justify having a crush on a rapist by comparing him to a fictional character that DOES NOT EXIST
You can not compare yourself to slasher fuckers and it makes me so angry because
Someone saying they wanna fuck Jeffery Dahmer
IS NOT THE SAME THING AS SOMEONE SAYIKG THEY WANNA FUCK MICHAEL MYERS
And y'all probably gonna be like 'why are you so heated' and I am because ever since that conversation happened between me and a few people in my asks I had recieved stuff just like this
Warnings: Swearing, Sexual Content (Vaginal Fingering), Danny is a confusing bastard
A/N: I don’t want plot with my porn just feelings! This is my first fic I’ve ever posted pls be gentle with me I promise I’ll be better in the future and write less niche scorpio porn
Oneshot where pyramid Head has his 'eyes' on a particular survivor (y/n). Feel free to mess around with this concept.
Thank you for being patient with my stupid posting self XD I don’t know what I’m doing anymore tbh ^^;
Pyramid Head (The Executioner) x Reader || You Are the Obsession (One-shot/Drabble-ish)
You catch your breath hiding behind the generator in the court yard as you had been caught up in a chase with Pyramid Head. You had only seen this large creature a few times, but he wasn’t something that was welcoming to you when you saw him steadily approaching. The large weapon that dragged behind him with each step, was enough for you to be fearful of him. Even worse so, the scraping of the jagged metal against the old school tiles. The high pitched screaming of the ground beneath the blade was enough to cause your skin to crawl.
The beginning of the trial started out as what you were used to, finding yourself in a familiar yet unfamiliar place. You shortly gain your senses and stroll of quietly to find the machine that would get you and your team out of the darkness of The Entity’s realms. As the rain hit your face from the outdoors of the elementary school, a bit of tension had left your body. If it was one thing you missed from your normal life, oddly enough, it was the constant changes in weather, but the rain here had brought back some of that feeling of the home which you’d never return to. As each chase occurred, when you were spotted working on a generator or you were busy patching a fellow survivor up, it seemed if you were alone you had nothing to fear, and even with others, you still had nothing to fear upon seeing Pyramid Head. He would seem to slow himself down or avoid you entirely. He seemed to be studying you in a way. But this wasn’t the thoughts going through your head. You feel the rain hitting your forehead once more. You could hear the faint whispers of the hatch just inside of the elementary school...But your heartbeat was also as strong as ever in this moment...It’d be too dangerous to run away from the safety of the generator you had sat yourself beside. The scraping of the knife seemed to glide right past you as receding footsteps of the killer went away....
...A wave of mild relief leaving your body as you ran off to wait for another opportunity to escape...
You still had quite the generators to do on your own, so this was out of the question as you were on your own. After a long while of hesitation you quickly head to one of the gates, maybe hoping that by some odd luck you’d be able to open it with what little power it had...but of course...no luck...However...you wouldn't have much time to run elsewhere. The soft gurgling from behind you caused you to freeze. You feel your face go pale as you slowly turn to see the infamous Executioner just standing...seeming to be admiring you from afar...He didn’t look like he was going to charge at you, in fact, he seemed like he wasn’t wanting to harm you at all. He got closer, and closer still to you, but you remained fixated at your spot. After a moment of silence between the two of you, he held out a gloved hand for you to take. You glance to his hand, then back at the pyramid shaped helmet. You had no control over your actions it felt but...something in you told you that you had to take his hand...You were going to be safe.
As you place your small hand in his, he just seems to barely latch onto it. Holding back his strength as to not harm you. It was evident that he was trying to keep the knife as distant from you as well. It was difficult to tell if he was doing this so he wouldn’t harm you, or so you wouldn’t hurt yourself. The idea was unclear but appreciated nonetheless. You swallow hard as your anxiety kept peeking. You were holding his hand for Pete's sake! A Killer’s HAND. The whispers of the hatch grew louder as you two walked beside each-other. Of course no other communication between you two was said along the way, just the soft gurgles emanating from within the helmet, and the soft rain outside. Once you had made it to the hatch, he let your hand fall back at your side as he let go. He stood looking at you, awaiting for you to head towards your simple escape...You didn’t understand this random kindness...Maybe he wasn’t as bad as everyone made him out to be. You give a brief smile before allowing yourself to jump into the darkness of the hatch. The top gently closing behind you.
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