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Jason Vorhees

Micheal Myers

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I don’t think those ai chat things are actually ai they’re freaking me out a little

THE ITALIANS

THOSE PLUMBING BASTARDS

I have officially reached my lowest point in life HOW THE FUCK FID I END UP LIKING LUIGI FROM SUPER MARIO BROS?!

And you may ask the same question and to that I say that fucking movie!!

Now now I’m not saying there’s something wrong with Luigi, Luigi is a good dude nothing wrong with him he’s got a stable job and a good stache, he’s kind, a family man and brave

Need I go on?

But would young me understand though?! I remember playing poker on my DS with this motherfucker and now I have a fucking Luigi x reader tag

HOW THE MIGHTY DO FALL!!

And I blame that stupid movie with its stupid gorgeous graphics and art style

But I mostly blame CHARLIE DAY and his seductive voice leering in the hole of shame and no return

First a puppet now a plumber I’m on a role what else is coming my way but it can’t get worse!!

The pipe fixing dungarees wearing Italian son’s of bitches

That stupid fucking yellow blue pomp wearing BASTARD of a puppet has dragged me down that little rabbit hole of his and I cannot find anything to quench this newfound thirst. Josuke higashikata has made me weak for pomps so I will be suing.

A 10 indeed

Sportacus x Reader

You braced yourself with a deep breath as you twisted the knob of your door and winced when you felt the sun shine on you as you stepped outside onto your barely used ‘Welcome’ mat. The brown thistles and clear black writing were barely worn out from lack of company in your little home besides yourself.

You sighed as you closed your door and twisted your key in the lock waiting for a little click before pulling it out again. Your door was a deep blue, one of your favourite colours, it had a nice varnish and a gold round doorknob that shined also quite clean from lack of contact with other people.

You fitted in nicely into this little town, it was lonely, yes because all the kids did was sit inside and eat sweets, you were no better but with the lack of people your own age, you didn’t really have a choice. All you could do was stay inside and read until something exciting happened in town.

And as a lifetime long citizen of Lazytown it was safe to say that nothing did.

Ever.

Until today.

You stretched your arms to their limit till your shoulders left a satisfying pop, you folded them behind you and held them against your lower back and leaned your shoulders back until you heard a refreshing crack from your bones. when news came around that Stephanie, the mayor’s niece was staying in town for the summer.

You weren’t great with people only the few that you ran into on the off chance when going to the shops for food.

Ziggy and Pixel were nice but they were always so quick to go home.

Stingy- Well stingy was stingy, he was too good to talk to you.

And you weren’t exactly on speaking terms with Trixie on the account she broke your window with a football.

But maybe a new face would be good for your health, mentally and physically.

You also really needed to go outside.

So you set out onto the maroon path and began your search for your new neighbor.

You frowned at the state of your town as you made your way to the park. Weeds everywhere, chipped painting and rusty old gates. And of course nobody in sight. You remember being young and playing with other kids and laughing while surrounded by bright happy colours and bright happy people but now you could barely talk to old friends.

“What? No!” You heard a gasp.

Speaking of old friends. You turn to see your old friend Robbie or as everyone nowadays called him ‘Robbie Rotten’. Leaning anxiously over the yellow wall, his eyes practically bulging out of his head at what appeared to be… the mayor’s niece?

You could only assume seeing as the population in Lazytown was small enough you could count everyone living their on both hands. You walk over to Robbie and watch him plead the little girl to stop messing with what you assumed to be the old mailbox.

You watched the pink little girl struggle with the thick wooden cork and chain lodged into the pipe.

“Don’t do it little girl, it will only cause trouble!” Robbie begged, but his pleads fell on deaf ears as she successfully tore the cork out of the pipe.

“No!” gasped Robbie, his hands shook at the scene.

Your head quirked to the side as you watch her toss the cork to the side and begin pulling away the long yellow weeds jamming up the wheel.

Robbie’s cries of “No!”s and “Leave it alone!”s filled your ears as you watched her work her way through the she huffed and groaned but she finished up in a matter of seconds.

Well what do you know, she’s a healthy kid.

You quirked your head to the side as you watched Stephanie pull out a long small tube from her matching pink bag, she smiled to herself.

“What! No don’t do it no no no no!” Robbie said hurriedly.

“What is she doing?” You questioned not understanding exactly what was going on, that old mailbox hadn’t been used in a long time so you weren’t exactly sure what she was expecting.

“Y/N” Robbie gasped, grabbing onto your shoulders cowering behind them “ you got to stop her!”

You look back to the old mailbox and scoffed before turning your head back to Robbie in an effort to comfort him.

“Robbie that mailbox is older than everyone in town put together it won’t work“ you stated.

“Please work!” Stephanie prayed, an excited smile decorating her face as she dropped the tube into the pipe.

“No no no no no no no” Robbie chanted, digging his long fingers into our shoulders.

You watched unimpressed and shaking your head as the girl began to pull the lever back before opening your mouth again “Robbie I’m telling you nothing will-“.

Your eyes widened as you watched the tube fly into the air, your mouth became dry as you watched it disappear into the clouds.

“No!” Robbie screamed, watching it disappear into the blue sky.

Stephanie let out an amazed ‘Wow’ in contrast to Robbie’s frustrated growl. Stephanie focused on the tube but Robbie snapped his glare from the tube to her.

You raised your hand to pat Robbie’s hand, that dug into your shoulder much more lightly thank god, in your own sad attempt to console him.

“Maybe it won’t work?” You tried, Robbie nodded trying to make the best out of this ‘worst’ situation.

Robbie let’s go of your shoulders and begins to gesture with his hands, speaking in a reassuring tone to himself.

“And- And maybe he’s quit all the superhero business!” He laughed, you nodded in agreement.

Although now that you think about it.

Where’s is that tube going?

Who is that going to?

Gears churned in your head as Robbie’s psychotic laughing filled your ears. You look up when Stephanie gasps just to see her barely catch a blue paper aeroplane in her hands looking confused.

“What’s that?” She questions out loud.

“What! No!” Robbie exclaimed his hand gripping back into your and he stuck to your side again.

You watched as Stephanie unfolded the plane quickly her eyes darting across the page as she read out.

“Help is on the way!” She beamed.

“Help? What help? Who-“ you were cut off as the wind grew stronger and a shadow began to cast over the town you looked up and gasped.

A large blue, red and white airship cruised in leaving you, Robbie and Stephanie with dropped jaws.

It was 100 times the size of Lazytown! You could see faint outlines of hatches and holes on the bottom as you watched the ship stop at least 50 ft above your heads.

And just when you thought you had seen enough, your eyes darted to a small hatch that sprang open from the bottom of the airship and out fell a flash of blue.

You flinched as the blue came closer to the ground, you definitely thought whoever it was supposed to be got squished and now the new girl definitely got traumatised.

But instead of a squish and crack you heard feet, you look up to see the blue was actually a person who somehow landed perfectly on his feet, he stood proudly and happy with his hands on his hips in on the yellow wall surrounding the area.

He didn’t stop for long, he ran on the wall before jumping and flipping through the air, twisting his body gracefully through the air like as if he was made of rubber.

You look to Robbie for context but he just watched horrified at the blue man’s impressive moves and sourly see him once again landed perfectly on his feet but next to Stephanie who looked happy and not confused or traumatised at all.

You eyed the blue man up and down, he was wearing blue pants with a matching blue sleeveless jacket tied together with a logo that matched the buckle on his belt and a white shirt both clung to him nicely, he sported a blue and white hat that hid his hair and ears with matching armbands.

He was tanned and had a pointed moustache on his upper lip which were styled into two perfect points, he had defined cheekbones and from what you could tell blue eyes and dark eyebrows which supported the dark sideburns of his hair that peaked from under his hat, which made you assume he was a brunet.

Your eyes couldn’t help but go for seconds and wander eyeing up and acknowledging the fact that his clothes fitted his athletic body very well, like how his blue pants hugged his strong thighs perfectly. You almost couldn’t tear your eyes away from how his white shirt clung to his large, strong, tan biceps.

You didn’t have to look to see that Robbie was not impressed by your behaviour.

Especially when you wiped your chin and mouth of any drool that may have pooled out. Which made him gasp in a horrified tone and almost gag letting loud retching noises out from his throat.

But you did not care in the slightest.

You were so happy you came outside today.

“Are you number nine?” Asked Stephanie raising a pointed finger at the handsome blue man.

“Nope!” He smiled shaking his head, turning around and point at his jacket “I’m number ten!”.

Oh a ten indeed.

“Another one?!”

There were more of him? Oh! Maybe the mailbox could always do that. You wonder if you’ve met another him. We’re you friends? Robbie knew him surely you did too.

You were pleasantly surprised to hear his voice, it was more high pitched that you thought but he had an Icelandic accent which honestly made your cheeks heat up.

“My name is Sportacus” He introduced holding out his hand which Stephanie took happily before her hands met her hips “I’m Stephanie, please to meet you.”

“Sportacus” you muttered, that was a weird name but not a bad weird necessarily, it rolled off the tongue like warm honey.

“Sportadingus more like” you heard bitterly from Robbie.

You swat your hand at him arm making him let out an overdramatic screech.

You watched as the hero and little girl turn to you, most likely investigating the unnecessarily loud noise.

Robbie managed to duck behind the wall and not be seen, but you weren’t behind the wall. You stood out among the yellow paint and frankly you were not going to hide behind the bench beside you.

But it was too late anyways, Stephanie and Sportacus had seen you and were jumping their way over to you, Sportacus managed to get another flip and twist in before standing before you with Stephanie at his side smiling at you in all her pink glory.

You chuckle nervously “That um- That wasn’t me?” You explain playing with your index finger “That was- that was a bird! Yeah a bird! You just missed it! It was a big, purple and pink, loud, dramatic bird!”

You could hear Robbie scoffing offendedly on the other side. But you didn’t care your awkwardness managed to bring a hearty chuckle from Sportacus’s lips, which made your chest tighten yet you felt light as a feather, it was as if you could float away that minute.

“Hey! You’re Stephanie I’ve been looking for you. I’m Y/N I’m one of the residents here.” You introduced. “I wanted to say welcome to Lazytown.”

Stephanie smiled and waved politely at you “Hello, it’s nice to meet you, this is Sportacus!”

You smile in response “It’s a pleasure to meet you”

You felt yourself lighting up as he reached for your hand hanging lazily by your side. You felt as if you were floating again at the way your palm was met with the warmth of his hand. Enclasping your hand in his warm, strong, tanned and calloused ones as they cupped your hand as if you were precious.

“I can assure you the pleasure is all mine” you breathed out dreamily, ignoring the very obvious gag of disgust from Robbie.

From the corner of your eye you could see Stephanie’s confused look to the ominous sound, but you couldn’t pry your gaze from the blue eyes pouring into your soul for what felt like decades.

You could almost see yourself in his pupils and almost feel him studying every detail on your face. Your free hand came into contact with the ball of contact between you both and cupped his hands with yours almost lacing fingers.

Stephanie coughed awkwardly because in what felt like decades was in fact seconds and this handshake of politeness was indeed seconds longer than it needed to be.

And it really was but you both reluctantly pulled away, your hands twitching at the cool air hitting your skin without the protective warmth of stronger ones, you look away as you both clear your throats letting the tension die down.

“Are you a superhero?” Stephanie pried asking him with glee.

You looked at him with a raised confused brow as he held his hand up pinching the air between his thumb and index finger whilst adjusting Stephanie’s choice of words.

“Lets just say an above average superhero” he smiled, looking at Stephanie with soft eyes, resting his hands back on his hips.

“Really?” You asked, a genuine nod came your way in response. You were speechless but somehow not surprised you pursed your lips and nodded in a content way.

“That’s really interesting” you began, noticing the pink ends of his ears showing from under his hat, you smile swaying your body where you stood “This town could use a cool above average hero, so I suppose we got lucky then huh?”

You winked very much enjoying the way Sportacus’s face flushed pink as he scratched the back of his neck ,not 100% sure what to say, while Stephanie nodded in agreement with you.

You heard a cry for help from the park and recalled the voice as Stingy, one of the few kids in town.

“ Someone needs my help! I’ll be right back” Sportacus excused himself and jumped away flipping out off sight.

You sighed dreamily as your eyes followed his every move, Stephanie stood beside you bouncing on the tips of her toes her hands shaking in glee, looking excited that her plan had worked “Number ten is so cool!”

“Uh huh, he is definitely a ten” you muttered under your breath.

“What was that?”

“Hah? Nothing!”

(I got really lazy at the end)

My type of fun

A Sportacus x reader cause why not.

Y/N is a very relaxed person, their version of fun is laying down in the shade and enjoying the nice Lazytown weather. But just because it’s their version of fun doesn’t mean it’s everyone’s. But it doesn’t hurt to teach their ways.

Warnings: The characters may be ooc, not very long.

Sportacus

Ziggy

Stephanie

Reader

(I’ve learned a lot just to write this but I found out SPORTACUS HAS ELF EARS so it was worth it)

In your own bubble of personal space everything moved slowly. The air was warm and had a low buzz, it could feel as if hours passed but in reality it would only be seconds.

In moments like these on your own in your own space you could watch life, and not just watch the day move along

Or birds flying through the sky

Or even insects minding their business on a blade of grass.

But you could almost physically see life functioning as you looked in the sky and saw the clouds move little by little, the air becoming more cooler as the sun moved slowly across its great blue canvas.

But as you watched life you also watched the citizens of Lazytown move, kids cheering and playing games, adults fussing and laughing. If you tried you could almost feel the vibrations of them through the earth.

They were progressing.

Moving.

Everything moved.

Slowly.

But they still moved at their own speed.

Like you.

But instead of running or jumping or playing games. You lay under a tree in the park basking in the shade while the heat of the sun rest on your legs.

You smiled as you squinted, spotting the bright sun and it’s blue sky between small green leaves.

You inhaled deeply through your nose relaxing at the clean smell of the outside as the blades of grass cushioned your body on the ground but also tickled exposed skin that may have peaked out from under your clothes.

This was your way of living, while the townsfolk rejoiced at newfound activities and expertise, you were happy relaxing under your favourite tree, in your favourite park, in your favourite town, surrounded by your favourite neighbours.

Your eyes fluttered shut and you let you body relax further into the earth.

“(Y/N)! You wanna play with us?” You snapped one eye open to peak at Ziggy and Stephanie who waited patiently for your response as they lean over the yellow wall covering just above the lower halves of their bodies.

You could imagine they were kicking their legs to keep their blood flowing.

You shudder at the thought.

It just made you tired.

You closed your eye enclosing your vision in darkness and hummed in response, shaking your head and smiling at the sound Ziggy’s annoyed groans.

“C’mon (Y/N), you gotta get up and get moving! Have some fun!” Cheered Stephanie, you could practically see her bouncing on the tops of her toes, ready to play and move.

“Stephanie,” you began “ I am having fun, I enjoy napping” you smile tiredly.

Stephanie and Ziggy scoffed and took one final look at you before moving again back to the town centre.

Stephanie felt disappointed more than anything but she shouldn’t be the one to force you to do what she wanted. Stephanie and Ziggy gave each other an ecstatic knowing look as soon her favourite above average hero in blue clad came back flipping into their vision at the corner of Stephanie’s eye. Her mind revolved back to you and a cheeky smile decorated her sweet face.

Stephanie giggled and pulled Ziggy close to whisper her plan into his ear. He snorted at the plan and nodded quickly before the two ran off in their hero’s direction. Leaving you behind and alone in the shade again.

For now.

You grow suspicious at the silence but pay no heat to it and continue relaxing.

“Hi there!”

Sportacus. Now you didn’t mind the athletic elf man he was friendly to everyone and did not have a bad or “lazy” bone in his muscular body. But sometimes he could be a lot and you found it hard to keep up with him when he first arrived in his big blue and red blimp so you just stayed behind and watch.

It’s not the worse thing though, it’s easy when he is practically eye candy in blue and white wrapper.

“Sportacus” you greet giving a small nod in his direction.

“C’mon (Y/N), get up and move about. Or you’ll miss out on all the fun!” You chuckled at his enthusiasm but you stayed where you were and shook you’re head.

“I’m ok here, Sportacus but thank yo-ah!” You yelped and opened your eyes.

Sportacus had grabbed your hands pulled you onto your feet, you staggered and fell into his arms as you tried to stop the blood rushing through your head.

You held him by the forearms as your cheek rested against his cotton shirt, you could feel the heat and softness of his pectorals through it you were certain you could heart his heartbeat, you weren’t a health but like Sportacus but you were 99% certain it shouldn’t be going that quickly.

But it still felt really nice but it didn’t take long for the blood to rush to your face as you realised you were leaning your weight into him as your body pressed into his.

You scrambled out of his hold, his hands stayed out as if ready to catch you again. You glanced up at his face noticing a red creeping up his red and decorating his pointed ears that barely hid under his hat.

But that was probably nothing.

You cleared your throat with a cough “I um- I’m sorry I didn’t mean for that to happen. I uh-“.

“No no it’s my fault I shouldn’t have done that. It was- it was a dumb move.” He rambled his hands remained out but gestured through the air before falling to his sides.

Now it was quiet except the tapping of Sportacus’s shoe on the ground but now someone was in your personal space and again time felt slow. He swung his arms lightly as he avoided your gaze.

“Listen I’m sorry again it was my fault it’s just-it’s just that it feels like you’re never apart of the fun, I’d hate to make you feel like I’m leaving you out but you just never hang around me,” he chuckles nervously, as he scratches the back of his neck, showing off his bulging biceps “It almost seems like you’re avoiding me.”

He turned to leave.

“I don’t want you to feel like I’m avoiding you” you reply quickly, grabbing his forearm to keep him beside you.

Your arm had reached out and grabbed his swinging hand and held it in yours.

You looked to the ground as you feel Sportacus’s fingers intertwine with yours. You have to stifle a smile when Sportacus swings your intertwined hands between you both.

He really never stopped.

You gulp “ I just can’t keep up with all of you, I get tired easily and I don’t want to seem like I’m weighing you down” you mutter, your eyes flicker up and catch Sportacus’s vibrant blue ones looking back.

They were round and his pupils were diluted, the blue in his eyes swirled magically, they were filled with such energy and excitement that even his irises couldn’t keep still.

If you didn’t know any better he looked mesmerised.

But at what.

You weren’t sure if you wanted to find out or not.

You look away again and removed your hand from his warm grasp and nervously scratch your neck.

“I’m sorry, It’s just not my idea of fun” you mumble.

You turn your back to him and crawl back into your position on the ground on the other side of the tree away from his most likely disappointed expression.

You close your eyes again “The others are probably waiting on you, I’d go if I were you.”

You didn’t hear a reply instead you felt a heavy thump next to you. You opened your eyes and turned to see Sportacus lying down looking at the sky like you were.

Your eyebrows furrowed “What? You’re not going to go move around?”

“Don’t tempt me,” he chuckled and turned to face you, the tip of his nose brushing off of yours “But I’d like to learn about your kind of fun today, I can run around later”

You cracked open a smile and looked back up at the sky and sighed peacefully. It felt nice to have someone there with you, but the fact that your shoulders were touching Sportacus’s showed how close you were to each other.

But Sportacus didn’t care. Sure not being as active or moving around was driving him nuts but this was worth it.

“Can I hold your hand again?” He whispered his eyes never leaving the sky.

You turned to look at him, his Adam apples bobbing in his throat nervously, his moustache twitched on his upper lip as he felt you closely examine his handsome features.

Without another word you intertwined your fingers again and relish in the warmth of his hand, fitting perfectly in yours.

“Thanks,” he chuckled before turning to face you again “ So how does this work, do we do butterfly kicks while we lie down?”

You laugh and turn to face him again, noticing his face flush after your noses brush against each other again.

“No… You just lay down and relax” you explain, you watched as the gears in his head turn.

“Really? That’s it?” He doubted, he face cringed as you nodded. He shifted in his place, wiggling his body against the grass trying to get comfortable.

“Well maybe this isn’t the comfiest position to be in,” you began “ but it works for me”.

You sat upright and leaned against the hard bark of the tree, putting your weight against it and patted your lap, cleaning it of any dirt “Lie down here please”.

Sportacus looked up flushed as he eyed your lap before rolling over to you and plopping his head down on your thighs.

This was better, he thought ,so comfy. He closed his eyes finally getting the hang of things, sighing as he practically melted into you.

You tugged on his hat gently and he hesitated before reaching his blue armbanded hand up to his head, slightly brushing his fingers against your thigh and yanked it off. His ears sprang into place in all their pointed glory, standing out against his golden wavy hair.

Sportacus rested his hands against his stomach and let you thread your fingers through his locks. Sighing happily as your fingers grazed against his scalp.

It didn’t take long before he fell asleep. Your gentle gestures and humming put him under a tired slumber, leaving him dead to the world.

You rested your head against the bark of the tree and closed your eyes drifting off finally yourself.

•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•

Your eyes pried themselves open, feeling heavy from their previous closed and dormant state.

You take in your surroundings quickly, it became late, the sky had turned a purple to yellow gradient giving Lazytown enough light to lead them home to their families and beds.

You look down at your lap and furrowed your brows, it was empty. Strange because you swore there was a significant weight on your lap before you fell asleep that was no longer there.

Instead you you heard a light snore from beside you.

Ah.

Now that you look at it, Sportacus had moved from your lap to sit beside you. You had been resting on his chest, listening to his calm heartbeat as his body heat radiated from him.

His cheek rested on the go off your head as his arms held you securely in a comforting yet strong hold.

You felt safe with him.

You smiled but tried slowly began to push yourself from his chest.

But to no avail you were held tightly as a groan rumbled from his throat is a husky deep tone.

“Just another minute” you could feel his voice rumble through your being, filling your chest with a warmth.

He pressed a soft kiss to your scalp and nuzzled back his nose into your hair inhaling the smell of your shampoo.

“It’s getting late, Sportacus,” you whisper, your face growing warmer by the second “You should go home and sleep.”

You stayed in that position for a while, not that you minded, he was warm and honestly made for a great pillow. Considering your were practically sitting on him, you legs draped over his and your upper body Mildred against his like a cuddly puzzle.

Another deep mumble came from him in response.

“Would you like to stay the night with me?”

I’m ashamed to see everyone want a submissive jake sully he is a fictional character loved by all and NO ONE HAS WRITTEN ANY!!

I’m both mad and disappointed, goodnight everybody.