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EverymanHYBRID charms and stickers now available on my acggoods sh0p!
➡️ HERE ⬅️
a new set of knives
BLOOD AND MEAT WARNING
Rabbit!🩸🩸🩸 (full image under the cut)
DO U WRITE FOR HABIT IF SO CAN U DO YANDERE HABIT X YN WHERE HES LITERALLY SOOO DOWN BAD- LIKE IN A WEIRD WAY? (stealing her laundry, longing to be around her, begging to be collared/owned, etc) :333
ᓚᘏᗢ 𓈒∘ ꒰I will write for Habit, but I have a confession…I never finished EMH- I KNOW I KNOW IM TERRIBLE!! I started in like 2018 and just…forgot- BUT I will attempt to write him for you, star child! Just don’t hate me if it’s bad PLEASE!!꒱
Stranger Danger
⟢ Pairing: Habit x Reader
⟢ Summary: You seemed to have a stalker on your hands…
⟢ TW: Stalking, blood, knife, yandere
You swore to yourself you weren’t going crazy but how else would you explain the missing clothes and the constant feeling of being watched? Maybe you finally cracked. You couldn’t sleep anymore without the overwhelming weight of eyes on you. What the hell was a matter with you?
One day you were walking home hope from (JUMPSCARE) work. You got let off early due to falling asleep on the job. Your boss told you not to come back till you got yourself sorted out. Your thoughts were filled with possible solutions to your paranoia. Perhaps therapy? As you walked through your door you immediately noticed something was off. You weren’t crazy. You could feel another presence in the house so you slowly made your way to the kitchen and grabbed a knife for protection then made your way upstairs.
Everything was quiet except for an occasional rustling noise you knew wasn’t coming from you. All rational thinking of calling the police left thoughts. Maybe you were crazy. Crazy enough to think you could fight off whatever was in your house. You pushed open the door to your bedroom but was met with nothing. Everything was where you had left it…except for the window being opened. Before you could process the cold air blowing in you felt a pair of hands wrapping around your waist. You quickly whipped around to face the intruder, pointing your knife towards him to show you meant business. However, he was unfazed. He just smiled wider before grabbing to knife by the blade, not even flinching as it cut into his hand and dropped it aside. You were shocked to say the least. You wanted to scream but your voice wouldn’t let you.
This man was wasn’t very tall but had broad shoulders and a strong build. His brown hair was ratty and fell in his eyes. He was covered in blood you weren’t sure if it was his or someone else’s. His smile made your stomach churn and your skin crawl.
“Hello, bunny~” He cooed before wrapping his arms around you once again. He held you like a diamond, tightly but as if you were still easily breakable. “W-Who are y-you?” You finally managed to croak out. He leaned down and purred in your ear. “I’m all yours~” His breath on your neck made you cringe. You tried wiggling from his grasp but he wasn’t letting you go anytime soon. “I could be anything you want. All you have to do is ask.” Feeling him nibble on your earlobe gave you enough strength to push him away. You noticed he had a pair of your underwear tucked in his pocket which made you cringe. “You n-need to leave N-NOW!” You were trying your hardest to be stern but the stuttering wasn’t getting your point across. The intruder closed the space between you two once again. This time he sunk to his knees and looked up at you with devotion. His chin rested against your stomach and his hands clamped down around your thighs. “I’ll even be your little pet. You can put a collar on me if you’d like~” He grabbed your hands and forced them around his neck. He could feel you trembling which only made him smile wider. “What’re you shaking for? You aren’t scared are you?” Laughing as if that was absurd. Why would you be scared of him? All he wanted was to love you…in his own sick and twisted way.
Silence fell between you two. He could tell you were thinking of a way to get out of this he just didn’t know when/how you’d strike. You planned on getting out of this one way or another. If you were going to die at least you’d go down fighting. So with all your might you kneed him in the jaw causing him to fall back then you lunged for the knife he had tossed aside. He grabbed you and pinned you to the floor. The smile had finally fell from his face, now replaced with a scowl. “You’re really starting to piss me off, sweetheart.” He growled while trying to pry the knife from your hand but your weren’t giving up. You knocked him in the stomach to get him off you then closed your eyes and started stabbing. The feeling of slashing flesh made you sick but it was self defense! When you opened your eyes he was gone, nothing but the blood as a trace and your window now closed. You dropped the knife and screamed in a panic as the realization kicked in. You had been running off of fear and adrenaline.
After the beating of your heart slowed and the blood on your hands started to dry you went to soak in the bath. Scrubbing at your skin till it burned didn’t take away that image in your mind. Did you just kill a man? Did you imagine it all? Was this whole thing just a nightmare?…Had you gone crazy? You weren’t sure but apart of you felt a little safer knowing you could defend yourself.
Your bravery didn’t just impress you but also a certain stalker that would now wear those new stab wounds like badges of honor. He was so proud that his bunny could hold their own. He’d definitely be back for another round.
I didn’t plan for this to get bloody…I still hope you like it!! So sorry I couldn’t do better!! Love, Kami ᓚᘏᗢ
Credit: @strangergraphics for dividers 🫶
I'll never be over "introductions" y'all
Oh Jeff..
This series makes me sad
me, my camcorder, and my cargo shorts against the world