#see: jack in pure evil doing his jack o lantern shit

[the-acid-pear]

Something that always pissed me off about DSaF is how it acts like your physical exterior is a moral failing, which is echoed by the characters but only ever reinforced instead of subverted. Biggest L from the writing imo.

[littlemessyjessi]

“Feeling Stabby”: Connor Slaughter (Wolves) Imagine

Connor Slaughter Imagine Fall Imagines Connor Slaughter x Reader

Imagine carving pumpkins (pumpkin carving contest) with Connor...

If you were being honest...you wanted to slap Angel right about now.

Seconded only by your desire to choke Cayden.

Why?

Because those two shits had decided to stick you and Connor Slaughter together.

Explanations you say?

Well, after all the bullshit between Connor, Cayden and Angel and the whole kit and caboodle....they'd somehow managed to make peace between them.

Cayden and Connor were trying to have some kind of decent father-son relationship and hell, Cayden and Angel got on your damn nerves because they fucked like bunnies every chance they got.

It awkward as hell.

Oh, who am I kidding?

It was just fucking weird.

See, Connor had had a thing for you for a very long time.

And he hadn't exactly kept it a secret but you'd shut his ass down so fast and hard that he just backed off.

You were an aggressive little fucker with a big mouth, short temper and a tendency to stab if someone got a little too close for your liking.

Connor knew that had to be a big part of why he liked you so much.

You had fire and grit...and for someone like him...that was attractive.

So naturally, you were just unimaginably radiant to him as you sat there like an irritable little badger.

You did more ripping and stabbing to your pumpkin than you did gutting and carving...but that was alright by him.

He could feel the heat radiating off your skin in irritation from where he sat and he nearly choked to death just trying to keep down his laughter as you grumbled to yourself.

"Pumpkin carving....stupid....ridiculous tradition...fucking awkward bunnies...stupid oaf...stupid pumpkins....stupid Angel....stupid Cayden...stupid me." you grumbled as you lost your temper and promptly stabbed your pumpkin about five times in it's 'face' repeatedly.

Seeing your gritted teeth and pinched face made Connor finally lose his cool and he broke into a fit of laughter.

"Hey!" you said looking up at him with a furrowed brow and a knife thrust in his direction.  "You shut it, Slaughter! Or I'll gut you..."

With another grumble you stabbed your poor excuse of a jack - o - lantern right through the top.

"Poor Jack." Connor chuckled and you just yanked the knife out again and swept it off to the side to make room for your next victim.

"Why did I have to come to this little 'family' outing?" you grumbled, stabbing your next pumpkin with enough ferocity that the woman next to you actually moved over some.

"Oh, relax." you said. "It's a pumpkin carvin contest.  If you didn't want pumpkin guts on your precious shirt you shouldn't have worn it."

"I don't think it's pumpkin guts she's afraid of, sugar." Connor chuckled again.

You glanced at her and offered a hollow sorry before 'carving' a little less enthusiastically.

"And I think they made you come as a favor to me." he said, keeping his eyes on his carving instead of meeting your accusatory glance.

"I will use this." you threatened.

"Oh, calm down." he said.  "It was their idea.  Not mine."

"Yet I see you did not object." You said pointedly.

He glanced up at you, those vivid eyes of his dancing in the light.  

"No, I didn't." he said.

"Why?" you questioned.

"You know why." he counted. "Look, I've never beat around the bush about this with you.  I like you and you know it."

"Yeah, so?" you quipped.  

"So, nothing." he said with a shrug.  

"If it's nothing, then why am I being carted off to some fall festival and miraculously paired up with you for every. single. activity? you said lightly stabbing the pumpkin with the last three words.

"Because they're young." he said simply.  "They'll learn that romantic movies with happen chance circumstances don't change if one party doesn't like the other."

"I never said I didn't like you...." you grumbled....in addition to more stabbing of the pumpkin.

Honestly, just poor pumpkin.

Connor's eyes snapped up, "Excuse me? What? You've tried to stabbed me on more than one occasion."

"Tried?" you narrowed your eyes. "I've suceeded a few of those times actually."

"Uh, yeah, I know.  I'm the one with the scars." he said. "No one appreciates those little wolfsbane dips you do."

The mention of your blade coat and soaking agent brought an evil smirk to your face.

"Don't be a pussy." you said.  "I knew it wouldn't kill you and you'd heal fast.  You always do."

"It still fucking hurt." he said in disbelief and some irritation.

"Well, I had to test it somehow." you said shrugging your shoulders.   "There aren't exactly very many pure breeds around here, Connor and if I'd stabbed someone else I might've killed them."

Connor just stared at you for a second.

You'd pissed him off, made him say something filthy to you and stabbed him solely for the purpose of testing out a new invention of yours.

Hell, if he wasn't so impressed he'd probably tear your damn head off.

Well, that and the fact that he loved you.

"Ok, so putting the topic of you stabbing me in the name of science for a just a second and you can bet your ass that we'll definitely be back to that....let's return to the original narrative." he said.

He moved both of the pumpkins over, took the knife away from you and took your hands.

"Do you have feelings for me?"

"Define feelings." you countered...squirming like the little worm you were being at the moment.

He leveled you with an unholy glare.

"I FEEL very irritated that you took my knife away..." you trailed off.

"Y/N."

"I feel very stabby."

"Y/N."

"I FEEL slightly enraged with Angel and Cayden because they are no where in sight and I feel like they've slunk off to be whores together again.  Fucking bunnies...I swear to..."

"Y/N."

"I FEEL like I need to stab something again but I also FEEL angry because you took my knife!"

And with that statement you grabbed your scooping spoon and tried to stab his arms.

Connor's face was the epitome of done as he simple pulled your ass over the table, threw you over his shoulder and headed for less distractions.

"I'm FEELING very angry!" you said trying in vain to pummel him to death.

He eventually threw your ass in the bed of his truck, blocked your exits, pulled a bottle of water from the ice chest in the back and set it down in front of you.

"Are you ok?"

His sudden question threw you.

"You're getting skittish and excited." He pointed out.  "I figure it's because you're over stimulated and you need some air.  It's impossible to get anything out of you when you're like that."

"How did you know that?" you snapped though it was all bark and no bite.

Connor sat down on the gate of the truck and looked over at you.

"Honey, I've been in love with you for a long time."  he said. "If I don't know anything else....I know you."

"That sounded very Edward Cullen of you." you said.

He rolled his eyes at your smart mouth.

"Now tell me." he said.  "Do you have feelings for me or not?"

"I feel..."

"Don't start beating around the bush."

You threw the water at him, "Let me fucking talk!"

He stared at you for a moment and for a second, you wondered if you'd maybe pushed his final button.

"I feel...very strongly for you.   I don't really know which direction it is in at the moment.  I'll try to keep you posted." you said.  "But...I feel like I like the deer meat that's the freezer at the moment and how it makes me feel taken care of."

Connor actually couldn't meet your eyes at that moment.

"I know you're the one who brings the kills from your hunts, Connor." you pointed out and damn if there wasn't a little rosyness to his neck at that comment. "No one else around here will make a move towards me or retaliate even if I initiate because they know you like me."

Nothing was said.

"I feel very safe around you despite the danger that seems to follow you." you said.  "You're only wolf I know who would repeatedly let me stab them when I know you could easily take my head off without blinking. Sidenote...neither Cayden or Angel takes very well to that."

Connor snorted at your mouth....a welcome breather to the heavy topic.

"Who would take well to being stabbed, sweetheart?" he said.

You shrugged, "I didn't realize everyone was such delicate creatures."

He just chuckled.

"Honestly, Connor, like I said- I don't really know how I feel right now.  I don't dislike you but I don't know that I'm just ready for romance or anything either." you admitted.  

Connor was about to tell you that you could take all the time in the world.

But you opened your damn mouth again...

"I mean, I certainly wouldn't mind having you in my bed." you said.  "Or on the couch...or the floor... or hey, are the safety brakes on in this thing?"

Connor fell back against the side of the truck laughing his ass off.

Only you.

You took advantage of the moment and sidled up next him.

Both of your backs pressed against the truck, legs stretched out in front of you both and sides pressed together.

"Maybe I like you a little." you admitted.

"Ok." Connor said when he'd finally sobered up.  "I can work with a little."

"And maybe I want to be a little physical with you." you said.

"Ok, I can definitely get behind that." he said.

You slowly took his massive hand in yours and pulled it over to rest on your thigh.

"I'm weird so-"

"Yeah, I got that much."

You pounded your fist on his hand and squeezed it in momentary anger.

"I wasn't finished."  you said. "As I was saying, I'm weird and I get a little odd about a bunch of PDA and I know you like that...but maybe just like gimme some time to get used to it?"

Connor didn't say anything and just brought your entwined fingers up to his lips for a little kiss.

"Sweetheart, take your time." he said.  "I'm perfectly fine to sit here like this."

A few beats of silence passed.

"Though I'll admit I'm not opposed to the whole truck bed notion." he said.

An absolutely evil grinned ripped across your face and he let you pull him over until he was flat on his back.

You hopped up to sit on his waist and he let you play out your 'dominance' display.

"I got some rules." you said.  "One, I really just wanna make out right now."

"Ok, done." he said. "Next?"

"I feel like you should lose that shirt of yours.  You look awfully overheated. Poor Connor." you said and he smirked before removing said article of clothing.

"Three." you said. "I'm hungry now.  I'm telling you this because when I've had my way with you and it's all done....I'll be starving.  So I'm going to want to eat.   We're going to need to plan for food....immediately after."

"Steakhouse?" he offered.

"Deal." you said.

And that my friends is how Connor Slaughter's truck rocked so hard that it flipped.

To this day, he won't get rid of it because he swears every dent was worth it.

Heeeeeeeeey, smoochies!!! I hope you enjoyed this imagine with the ever smexy Connor!  I loved writing with this fiesty reader insert! She was such fun!  Random, rage-y and really cute, lol.  If you liked it please be sure to let me know in the comment section!  If you want to see more like it please tell me!  Happy Reading!!!  

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Love, Kenny

[nobodiesheartlessshitblog45]

Robert's Fear warning clowns.

It was a quiet autumn afternoon, the air was a bit chilly, the leaves are starting to change, and the air was crisp.

Luka and Amanda were sitting at the picnic table carving pumpkins for Halloween.

Amanda: And there. All done. (shows Luka) Waddya think, pop?

Luka: Lookin' good. Mine all done. (Shows her)

Amanda: Awesome. Nice work, Popsicle. I'm really looking forward to-- ... O-Oh... Oh, my god. Dad...

Luka looks at her with a worried expression, Amanda looks back with look of pure horror on her face, hold up her hands that was covered into pumpkins guts.

Amanda: PUMPKIN GUTS!!! (Holds up pumpkin seeds and guts)

Luka: AAAAGHH!!! PUMPKIN KILLER!!! STAY AWAY!!! (runs off as Amanda began to change after him)

Kodama jumps up and runs after them barking.

Meanwhile, Robert and Mary were walking pass Brian's house, he stepped on switch and an evil clown prop popped out right next to him.

Clown: EEEEEHHHHHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Robert: AHG!!! AAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

The screaming was could be hread from behind Luka’s house, the stopped and listening. Amanda blink and looks at Luka with a real scared look on her face.

Amanda: Who's screaming??

Luka: I don't know. I'll go check. Stay here with the dog.

Amanda nods, as Luka runs out of the back yard too look.

Meanwhile Mary was looking at Robert, who was on ground, starring terrifyingly at the evil clown decoration.

Mechanical Clown: Hehehe. Trick-or-treating... Ehhehehe Hehehehe Hahaha.

Robert: S-STAY AWAY, YOU SMILIN' SON OF BITCH!!

Mary: Robert, calm your tits. It's a stupid decoration.

Robert: THAT THING WILL EAT YOUR SOUL, MARY!!!

Mary: Oh, for crying out loud. It's not real. Look.(slaps the prop)

Brain opens up the door, to see what was all commotion was about when saw Mary slapping the clower, and runs over.

Brain: Hey, hey! Don't tough it like that!!

Mary: Alright, alight, big guy. My bad.

Robert was getting his feet panting heavily, hand over his heart.

Robert: Jesus, Brian, clowns!? Seriously!? What kind of sadistic individual likes clowns?!

Brian: ... I... Like clowns.

Robert: Then you, sir, are insane!!

Luka: (runs over) Hey! I heard someone screaming! What happened!?

Robert turned too look at him.

Robert: I-I'M FINE!!! Nothing's wrong! I-I ... Gotta walk Betsy! I'm spending the night at your house! No butts!

Before Luka can say anything Robert Power walk to his house his face beat red.

Luka stood there, absolutely confused. Return to Mary and Brian to ask what just happened, The notice Brian's house completely covered with Halloween decorations, jack-o'-lanterns and creepy clowns covered his whole lawn.

Luka: ... Um... Wow. That's terrifying.

Brian: Hahaha. Yep! (smiles proudly) Going all out this year.

Mary: I like it. I give you props, Brian. You manage to scare Robert.

Luka: Oh. So Robert was the one screaming.

Mary: Hahahaha. Yep, it was funny. (starts laughing hysterically) He hunts ghost and monster, and yet funny colorful clowns scare him. Haha.

Luka: Mary. (crosses his arms) It's not funny mocking someone's fear. You're scared of heights.

Mary: Yeah, doesn't mean I make fun of myself for that.

Luka: ... Fairpoint.

Later on Robert sitting on the couch, watching a ghost show with Amanda.

Luka was in his Studio working.

Amanda: Commercial break. Snacktime.

Robert: Snacktime is the best time.

Amanda: Sure is. We got popcorn.

Robert: buttered?

Amanda: Only the best.

Robert: Heheh. That's my girl.

Amanda stands up and goes to the kitchen. Luka walked out the studio, so that the curtains in the living room were drew back.

Luka walked over to them and was about to open them, when Robert jumped to his feet.

Robert: No! Do not open those!

Luka: (gives him a puzzled look) Why?

Robert: There's no reason to open 'em.

Luka: Well, my plants need the sunlight, and it too dark in here, so--

Before Robert could get a word in Luka Open the curtains, ooked out the window, and saw Brian's house.

The whole place was covered in creepy evil circus clowns.

Luka: Geez, Brian is really going over bored with those clowns, huh, Robert? ... Robert?

Luka turns to Luka at him, but he was no longer standing next standing in the hallway, shaky

Luka stood there confuse on where Robert had gone and suddenly remembered Robert's fear of clowns.

Luka: Oh, boy. (Close the curtains) S-Sorry. I-I kind of forgot.

Robert: (pokes his head out from the hallway) Do. Not. Open. Those. Curtains. Ever.

Amanda: (pops up behind him) Popcone's done.

Robert: AAAHHH!!! (jumps) THEY'LL EAT MY SOUL!!!

Amanda: ... What?

Robert: N-Nothing.

Luka: Robert's a little freaked of the clowns cross the street.

Robert: LUKA!!

Amanda: Oh. Okay.

Robert: I-I'm not scared of them!

Amanda: Robert, it's cool. My Best friend Emma P hate clowns.

Luka: And your Daddy used terrified of them as well.

Amanda: Oh, yeah.

Robert blinks and looks at Luka.

Robert: W-Wait. Alex the bone crusher, your husband who is a heavyweight champion was scared of clowns??

Luka: Oh, yeah. He... was never a fan of them. I remember one time when we were started dating around Halloween. Alex was trying to impress me by going into a haunted house. I tried to talk him out of it, but he wanted to go to prove he was big strong and tough was to me. So went in, a clown jump out scared the the living crap of Alex and he fainted.

Amanda: Oh, yeah. Daddy told me that story all the time around Halloween. Heh.

Luka and Amanda laughed, Robert looks at them, but then slowly started to calm down and felt more relaxed, and Luka headed into the kitchen to make everyone tea, and came back with small tray with three mugs of hot tea, while Amanda and Robert were talking.

Amanda: Yep. Totally hate spiders. Can't watch The Return Of The King or Read Harry Potter and Chamber Of Secrets with out freaking out. (takes a sip of her tea)

Luka: And I hate snakes and I'm scared of the dark.

Witch is why I sleep with the bathroom lights on every night.

Robert: ... (takes a sip of his tea) When I was about 6 years old, I want to this kids birthday party, don't remember the kids name, but there was ... Guy dressed up as a clown, Frankie Smiles... God... Even say his name gives me chills. I need to go to the bathroom, so I went off my own trying find one, couldn't Turned around to ask someone when ... Frankie jumped out from in front of my, smiling that creepy ass clown smile and said: 'Hello there little boy, you wanna balloon?'

... I literally wet myself , and started screaming and crying my mom and dad. (Face turns bright with embarrassment) That... was pretty traumatizing.

Luka: Awww, Robert.

Amanda: (puts her cup of tea and hugs Robert) I couldn't imagine how scared you were.

Robert: (put an arm around her and kissed her on the of the head) Thanks, sweetheart.

Amanda: When I was 7 years One of my school bullies dump the shoe box of spiders me.

Robert: What!?

Luka: Yeah, it's true. We got a call from the principal, Alex and I showed up, Amanda was there already in tears, and Alex and I were livid, and of course the kid's parents said they're son did nothing. Tried to blame Amanda and say she was being the bully. The other kid's dad after called terrified our 7 year old daughter a wussy for being scarred over ‘few little spiders’. Alex was about to fistfight the jerk.

Robert: ... Hey, I would've kick the fuckers ass too.

Luka smiles at him. Robert smiles back.

Robert: Heh, hey thanks for not makin' fun of me, and talkin' about has been kinda therapeutic.

Amanda: Of course. There's no judgment here. We all have fears.

Robert smiles at Amanda and pulls into a hug and kisses the top of her head.

It was getting late, Amanda said good night and headed off to bed, while Robert and Luka washing the dishes.

Robert: Hey, thanks for being ya know, cool with my fears.

Luka: No problem.

Robert: I’ve alwyas been told that real men don’t have fears and well, you’re a pussy for bein’ scared. My dad literally told me to man the fuck up, when he found me cryin��. Tellin’ a 7 year old boy to man the fuck, goddamn.

Luka didn’t say anything, just nods, and sighs.

Luka: Yeah... My dad was the same way too.

Robert looks at him, As they were getting the last dishes done, they hread something Tapping.

Luka: The hell is that?

Robert looked up facing the window and saw a red noise white face peering into the window.

Both Robert and Luka jump back hugged each other.

Robert: AAAHHHGGH!!

Luka: A-AAHHH!!!

Brian: Bhahaha!!! Got ya both. (pulls off the The clown mask) Ah, priceless. Well, have a lovely night, you two. (walks away, still laughing)

Luka: ... What... an asshole.

Robert: ... No shit.