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johnny the type to walk up to sissy and say ‘what kinda crap are you watching now’ 🤨 he proceeds to hover over her for an hour getting more and more invested in the show throwing out a disgruntled insult every now and then to tell sissy that this is definitely stupid and only idiots would watch this kind of stuff. he repeats next week when the new episode airs.
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that one audio had me brainrotting for them, ty des
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!! NOT MINE NOT MINE NOT MINE NOT MINE !!
!! NOT MINE NOT MINE NOT MINE NOT MINE !!
art by Jispooks on Twitter!
would reblog if they had posted it on here, but all credit goes to them!!
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Imagine making the decision to stay alive by pretending to be into Johnny (because he's cocky and a narcissist which you clock the moment you hear him open his mouth) only it backfires because you actually start to fall for him in a twisted way
Johnny's Kitten
Summary: You'd been waiting so long to die you had time to formulate a plan to keep yourself alive.
Word count: 838
Warnings: Stockholm syndrome-esque in which you think you're playing him buuuuut he is pretty cute....
You and your friends were caught over a week ago, and slowly, you've heard each of them being collected from the adjacent basement rooms, never to be heard from again. Now, it's down to you. As you sit on the floor with a chain collar around your neck, you have nothing else to do but wait to die.
One thing you managed to glean from hearing the man who calls himself Johnny come to collect your friends was just how cocky he is. He would brag about how easy it was to capture you and your friends who had been swimming at the nearby lake. When your best friend John tried to fight back, the man actually seemed to grow excited, killing John on the spot and laughing about it.
He's clearly a lunatic, and a massive narcissist.
And you know exactly what to do to survive.
Johnny only ever came to collect people for slaughter, so you knew once he opened your door that your time had come.
Instead of panicking, you smiled, your eyes roving over his muscular body, stopping on his dark brown eyes beneath a head of slicked-back black hair.
Johnny stopped in the doorway and looked at you curiously. “Whatcha smilin’ about?”
“Oh,” you said, acting like you didn't know you had been. “I guess I didn't expect you to be so handsome.”
He cocked his head, but a small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “What?”
“Well, obviously you're tough and strong. I heard how you handled the others. But I didn't think you'd be so good looking,” you responded. You considered twirling your hair before stopping yourself. No need to be too ridiculous—he's eating this up.
“Always happy to surprise. But honestly,” he said, walking closer to you, “when I grabbed you from where you'd been laying out in the sun and you screamed… that's my favorite kind of surprise.”
He expected to intimidate you, and you knew it, so you laughed. “Yeah, that was pretty surprising. But if I can be honest too…” you leaned in as far as the chain would let you, “I always wanted to be kidnapped. Is that weird?”
“Now I ain't never heard that one before,” Johnny said as genuine confusion mixed with interest crossed his handsome features. “Why's that?”
“Isn't there something romantic about someone capturing you, taking care of you, becoming the only way you ever experience another human being? And it sure as hell beats going to work and paying taxes.”
Johnny snorted, then knelt in front of you, one arm resting on his bent knee, his bowie knife dangling idly between his fingers.
“You're a peculiar one.” He smiled wickedly. “And what do you think about the fact I'm gonna chop you up into pieces and eat you?”
You paused, then returned his smile. “I think that sounds romantic. I'd be a part of you, then.”
Johnny barked a laugh. “Damn, you're full of surprises.” He sets the tip of his bowie knife under your chin. “You really think I’m handsome?”
You wanted to nod, but decided against moving your head with a blade so close. “Yeah, I do.”
He leaned in and kissed you, then, moving the knife to your clavicle. And you returned his kiss, with fervor. So much fervor that he used his free hand to grip the back of your hair, doing as close to devouring you as possible without literally doing so.
And a small part of you ignited. You realized you weren't just pretending to survive.
Some part of you actually, truly did like him. This. The feeling of his tongue exploring your mouth. The teeth used to chew up your friends tugged at your lower lip, and you moaned.
Damn it, you really liked this. You didn't even notice when he put the knife back in its sheath.
“You weren't kidding, sugar,” he said with a breathless laugh. When he pulled back, you chased his lips to the end of your chain, and a flash of what you thought might be affection glinted in his eyes.
“You sure look cute tugging on your lead like a little starved kitten,” he said, using his free hand to stroke your hair. “I think I might have a use for you still.”
“Yeah?” You asked, though you've already realized you're ready to accept whatever that use is.
“Come on, kitten. Be quiet so the others don’t hear.” He unlocked your chain and wrapped it around his fist. You followed him on your hands and knees obediently out of the room, not making a peep. He led you out of the basement through a cellar door, and the sun-baked dirt was so hot it singed, but you kept crawling until he took you to the wooden door of an old shack with a cow skull over it.
“Welcome home, kitten,” he said as he opened the door to your new cell—one, you realized, you wanted all along.
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while i absolutely loathe the idea of a maria x johnny romance and that it almost became canon, i still do think that ‘silver springs’ is a perfectly fitting song for their situation especially considering the fact that it’s their unknown relationship of sorts that is the catalyst for everything that went down. the lyrics are just too accurate in regards to everything that we currently know, and johnny’s own confusing but brittle personality says a lot of things that can easily be read through.
Time cast a spell on you, but you won’t forget me
— Maria, ESPECIALLY considering the karma that follows is Ana, her own sister who carries so much of her likeness that a keen-eyed stalker like Johnny would recognize Maria within her
I know I could have loved you / But you would not let me
— Johnny, and his own sick, twisted form of love (which is just possession/obsession)
I’ll follow you down ‘til the sound of my voice will haunt you
— Maria (even in the timely deaths of Ana and her friends, perhaps after everything, Johnny will be haunted by traces of Maria in every other woman he hunts/tracks down)
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haters will say they are not the perfect ot3...
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hot johnny lore take
i don’t think johnny didn’t leave the family because it’s “all he knows” it’s because he genuinely enjoys it. do i think there’s a small sliver in him who hates nancy for taking away his normal life? sure but that man relishes and ENJOYS killing. he loves the chase, the fear he instills. it’s not something he burdens he does it with pride.
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[literally any johnny execution] god i wish that were me
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