I forgot to mention on my pinned post but Radqueers DNI!! I had to look up what is was and…it’s frankly not my cup of tea since I don’t agree with it especially since the vast majority are accepting of pedophilia and zoophilia. I had someone who is Radqueer like my posts so I thought I’d mention it!
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hello! are you still in the mood to write for JTHM? would love to see an example of Nny biting/marking someone. you can decide how spicy you want the scene to be... ;) thank you for writing him btw, you do a stellar job of it! appreciate u sm!!! <3
JOHNNY C X FEM!READER: Experimenting
((AHHHHHH YOU'RE TOO NICE TYSM! I would love to write more JTHM content for you! No smut for this chapter but if you want a continuation to this I might be able to oblige ;] ))
You were laying in bed after a long day of cleaning up Nny's home, listening to the dissonant echoes of screams and cries that continuously emanated from the basement, though of course you didn't dare go down there. It wasn't your issue yet, after all.
Once Nny emerged from the dark depths of the basement and cleaned himself up, taking in the cleaner area around him, he had found you sitting on the couch with your phone in hand scrolling through the apps with barely a care in the world. Nny envied you, your attitude, so loving, so sweet, so gentle. And all for a man like him. And he wanted to show you how much he appreciated it, but his mind couldn't quite land on a way of how, he's already allowed to to touch him, hold his hand, kiss him, those things would have less meaning having already stepped into that territory of the relationship. Until an idea made it's way into his twisted mind, something most likely spawned from his homicidal murderous side of thinking; what if he marked you? Left something on you that would obviously heal, he doesn't want to hurt you that bad. But something that'll show everyone that you're his lover. Nobody else's. The thought was so foreign and out of pocket he physically straightened, looking down for a moment in ponder. As if that thought wasn't his own, but nevertheless he did have to admit the thought was an interesting one, and one that he supposed he could stomach experimenting with.
"(Y/n)?" He started, seeing you turn around quickly in response, he took a finalizing exhale, as he had mentally decided to himself that he really wanted to do this.
"Can I meet you in our room for a moment? I have... Something I want to try with you." His words were curt yet gentle as you nodded, following him through the twisty halls up and into your room. As soon as he closed the door and made sure it was locked you felt him guide you to the bed, gently climbing over you as you smirked at him.
"What's this all about, Nny?" You asked with a chuckle, causing him to look away with an eye roll as he responded.
"I want to try something to see if we like it. That's it." You tilt your head at the response, giving Nny the opening to dip his head into the crook of your neck, pressing light kisses to your collarbone, earning a shiver from you as he finally succumbs to the urges, biting harshly on your neck, causing a surprised whimper from you as he quickly pulls away, looking at you.
"Did you like that?" His question was beheld in honesty as his tone remained light. You nodded, hearing him grunt responsively, he didn't seem to hate the taste of your flesh, he dipped his head back down, leaving bite after bite across your neck, seeming to get lost in the way your skin tasted. He felt such a confused dominance over you, as he usually wasn't so intimate like this, nor did he ever really enjoy the thought of tasting another person's flesh like this. But maybe if he was enjoying this, maybe he'd enjoy other tastes as well? The thoughts ran rampant in his mind as he let his intrusive thoughts take over, seeing how much you enjoyed his biting and marking. His thoughts drifted momentarily back into psychosis, wanting to taste more, his bites slowly getting harder and rougher as he slowly lost his control over himself, succumbing to the desires that had been initially fleeting, and your moans and whimpers weren't exactly helping his case. Nny grips your hips possessively, biting harshly on one of your sensitive spots as you screamed in a mix of pain and pleasure, feeling a warm liquid seep from the bite wound. Nny groaned in satisfaction upon tasting your blood as he quickly regained control of himself, his thoughts, and pulls back once more looking over what he's done to your now bruised neck. He fought off a sadistic smirk as he pushed the sadism aside.
"That didn't hurt too bad, did it? I'll get you patched up and grab you a baggy turtleneck so you can hide those." With that he gets up, leaving you to process what in the living hell just happened. But you did know one thing: You really wanted him to do that again.
((Finally done! Jeez this was rotting in my drafts for gods know how long- anyways, I hope that sufficed for your ask! Sorry Nny got a bit OOC near the middle my brain blast was losing it's grip on me there lol))
Staring at his boots from across the room. Surely just looking at them from a distance isn't a bad thing, right? They're cool fucking boots. You think they're demonias but you're not quite sure.
Staring at his boots turned into closely inspecting them to find out you two are close in shoe size.
Looking at your boyfriend's boots very quickly turned into trying them on and they fit pretty snugly! You look in the mirror right when nny walks in.
".....Are you wearing my boots?" He asks, and you slowly turn to face him. "...I just think they're cool!" You respond.
Since you're his partner, I don't think he would care all that much. He trusts you and by this point you've been together for nearly 3 years (takes a WHILE to really get nny to trust you)
sorry i love him and i love his boots i needed to get this out of my brain
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Ny finds you deposing of your best freinds abusive partner
Gender neutral.
Ny didnt expect a strange night when he went out. In fact everything was very peaceful for once..the wall didnt need new blood, the slushy machine worked, hell even his music was good! His night was going great..that was....
Until he turned and saw you.
You were stood in the back of a ally drenched in blood, a very clearly dead person legs were clutched in your hands. He coughed and you jumped gasping a bit. Dispite the fact that he new he should be waery the sight of you jumping back more scared of him was amusing.
You looked around frantically like a scared animal NY just tilted his head "terrible place to hide a corpse you know.." you blinked "h-huh?" Ny stepped closer "what? Didnt hear me?" It was so quiet you must have been deaf not to hear him! "N-no! I heard you..just..uh..." Ny held up a hand and you shut up. He walked closer and you backed up even farther. He chuckled "you scared of me? Shouldnt it be the other way around?" You gulped but nodded "well your approaching a murderer by choice man"
Ny nodded along, he was doing that. "You've never killed before" he said matter of factly "you have?" You asked. "Course I have! I'll help you find a better place! Scince I'm in such a good mood!" He smiled at you. You looked so uneasy "uh....." Ny sighed "what? Dont want my help? I'm trying to be nice here! I could just leave you be to be caught! Or I could even turn you in!" He was now right in your face your back pressed against the ally wall. "N-NO!" You ran a hand down your face "if you could help....I clearly need it.."
Ny moved back pleased with your answer "that you do! Now let's get this poor sucker someplace harder to find!" He mentioned for you to grab the bodys legs. You did and he got the arms, lifting the cadaver the two of you moved deeper into the ally. It was very awkward..you were very nervous that was obvious. "Soo..what the guy do for you to shank them?"
You looked up to him and your face soured "they're a dick..or they were"
"What kind of dick? The world's got lots of them"
You dipped your head towards him "true..they..they were my freinds partner. A terrible one at that! Constantly putting them down, beating on them! Just being plain horrible! I couldn't stand it anymore! I had to do something there was no way my freind was gonna leave them! I had to get rid of them!" Ny watched you rant till you were red in the face all with a grin. You were right..bad people must be snuffed out.
"So murder?" He asked
"So murder" you answered
You two found what Ny called a 'safe place for bodies'. He helped you cram the bloodied dude into a spot where it wouldn't be found..at least not until it was bone..he would have burned or chopped it up but you two didn't have the time or the tools.
Standing up you stretched your back and Ny whipped his hands on his pants. "Well..it was quite nice to meet ya!" He smiled and for the first time you smiled back. Ny felt a pang of something..something strange but he ignored it. "Anyway you should go clean yourself, later!!" He was about to jog off before you called out "wait! Thanks for the help..."
He felt hot a bit..thank yous werent normal for him..
i combined these into one sense they were so similar, hope thats okay with you guys! i hope you enjoy as well c:
Johnny isn’t the most touchy person, but he’s also touch starved and likes contact with you, it’s a bit awkward at first but he’s trying, it takes him a while to be open to lots of touching.
His mental state is far from the best and that makes him distant quite often, so you’re going to need to be very patient at times when he’s dealing that that, and probably calm him down.
When your relationship progresses though, he’s going to get more open to touching and cuddling and just being close. It will somewhat help him keep his head clear, and he’ll start to associate you with momentary peace.
He appreciates how soft you are, you are like a beacon of purity in this sick world, and you aren’t self righteous about it, which is even better. He’s not disgusted by having you touch him for this reason along with many others, and in general everything disgusts him to come in contact with.
Johnny doesn’t sleep until he literally passes out, but he lets you sleep at his house if you want to. You usually end up sleeping on his bed or on the couch in the living room. He tries not to bother you when you sleep, and tries to get the messier of his daily activities done during this time.
The rickety door of the house swung open as Johnny came through its threshold, the smell of fresh blood filling the air at his presence. He assumed, more so hoped, you were still asleep, so even in this trance like state he found himself in he shut the door quietly, only to drop a couple of bloody knives on the ground by the front door. He went to the living room before anything else, and upon seeing you curled up he relaxed a bit. He was glad you were still asleep, or more importantly still here.
With that concern off his mind he started towards the basement, only to hear a small whimper come from your form. He jumped a little, freezing in place before sharply turning on his heels, the metal of his boots now making a click on the ground with each step as he hurried over, eyes wide with curiosity and concern.
You were curling up with the blanket, seeming to be distressed as you clung to it in your sleep. Another whimper left you as Johnny stared, hands behind his back and weighing what to do. He didn’t like seeing you like this, but he also wasn’t sure he could help without waking you, not to mention he was covered in still damp blood.
He decided on a solution and eased onto the couch, slowly pulling the blanket from your grasp, which you easily released, to slide next to you and cover you both with the part of the blanket you had been clutching. His frame was incredibly thin, so it wasn’t hard for him to fit on the couch next to you.
Your hands ended up against his chest, and in your sleep you gripped the front of his dirty shirt. Johnny froze again, staring at you before wrapping his arms around you slowly, your body releasing its tension as he did. Your warmth and presence was so welcoming now that he was here with you, especially after the chill of the night and the struggle a victim had put up, from which a dull pain still lingered from.
But for now, he was here, he was warm, so were you, and you were relaxed again. Johnny nuzzled into your hair and tried to continuously fight the lull of sleep as he stayed still by your side.
