Male Selkie OC X Chubby Reader.

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Tony Stark x Chubby Self Conscious reader.

One Shot.

Requested.

Warnings- Slight Language, Slight NSFW so slight if you blink you'll miss it, Tony Stark might be more OC than some may like, insecurities, and light bullying.

(Also I don't own any of these pictures I just made the collages.)

Tony decided today instead of staying in the tower and relaxing, maybe having a movie marathon or something that we should go shopping to get me some more clothes since I keep telling him that I only have a few outfits to wear that are comfortable when he asks why I'm wearing the same outfits again and again.

The outfits are mostly my old sweats and sweatshirts along with a couple of baggy dress shirts and dress pants that I feel comfortable lounging around the tower or going out in, because they cover me completely and hide my plushness from the prying and judging eyes of other people.

I've been wearing the same outfits on rotation for the past month or two instead of wearing the new dresses or skirts I said I loved and fit good when he bought them for me, even when they were a bit snugger and showed more skin than I'd like them to. But at the time they seemed like a great idea to get because while they were a bit snug, they were beautiful, soft, and lovely material that highlighted my figure and bust. But lately I haven't been as confident as I was when I first got those outfits and wore them around and out and about.

But now looking at myself in these dresses, skirts, and tight shirts they just show to much of me and dont look right on my body anymore, they show too many of my rolls and plushness. "You need more than a measly few outfits to wear love and you know it. If those clothes we bought didn't fit comfortably you should have just said something and we could have gotten a different style or size for you that would have been more comfortable."

He says with a sigh not budging about going shopping and seemingly pouting that I didn't tell him about the clothes not fitting comfortably until now especially since some of the ones I'm refusing to wear are his personal favorites. "I don't think they have any bigger sizes." I muttered. "Hmm what was that?" "Nothing give me a minute to get ready and we can go." I said heading to our shared bedroom to put some light makeup on, tame my hair, and change out of my sweats.

Once I'm finished I walk out and over hear Tony talking to someone so I stay behind the corner to eavesdrop. "Yeah Y/n and I are planning on going on a quick shopping spree but I'll see if she wants to go to afterwards and meet up with everyone and maybe I can talk her into getting a new bikini while we're out to wear to the beach."

"Okay we'll see you there but don't try to trick her into wearing anything she isn't comfortable with Tony." I think that was Steve he was talking to and said "we'll" see you there so is the whole team going to be there? If it's just us that could be fun but last time the "private" beach we went to was anything but. Luckily I had my one piece on and could cover up with my towel. Tony takes any opportunity and turns it into a party. "Me!?! Trick her! Never!" He said sounding appalled making me giggle and reveal my hiding spot.

Knowing very well that he's always up to something and trying to get me to do all kinds of crazy things from experiments in the lab, to getting me drunk from the expensive alcohols that he loves but I can't really stand the taste of. Knowing I was busted I walked around the corner and kissed Tony on the cheek from behind. "Oh there you are Y/n! Are you ready to go sweetheart?" He asks smirking at me with playful look for catching my eavesdropping. "Yeah I'm ready."

(Small timeskip to the shopping center.)

"Oooh I like this one!" Tony says swinging around showing me a nearly see threw black button up shirt with a plunging neckline. "Tony that's basically see threw I can't wear that!" I said embarrassed cheeks heating up at the thought of anybody seeing me in something like that. "Yes you can, if you only wear it for me!" He says with a cheeky grin. I sigh and continue look it through the rack of clothes in front of me.

Most if not all of these clothes are way to small for me. I sigh and continue down the isle looking for cute but comfy clothes that won't hug my body. Which is proving to be more and more difficult with nothing being in my size, and with Tony only picking out provocative clothing. I'm feeling more discouraged and upset by the minute deciding to give up on finding anything today I turn to tell Tony let's just go to the bathing suit store to pick out a new bathing suit for the "not a party at the beach" he managed to convince me into going to.

Until I see Tony with an armful of clothes that upon further investigation are a bunch of outfits I wanted to get but were way to small for me to wear there must be 20 something outfits in his arms while he's talking to the sales associate. "Hi, yes I need all of these 3-4 sizes bigger." He says dumping the clothes into her arms. Looking closer it looks like he got the biggest ones of each outfit which would only need to be 2-3 sizes bigger to fit me well. "I'm sorry sir but these are as big as we carry and besides these would just be a waste on someone like her if that's who their meant for. I mean no offense but they wouldn't even fit like they were made to on someone of her size." She spat sounding irritated and disgusted not apologetic by any means.

"The way they fit, or look, are up to her to decide. Not you or anyone else and say something like that again and I'll have your job by the end of the hour. So again I would like all of these 3-4 sizes bigger so they are comfortable for my girl over there." He motions to me with his head looking as pissed off as he sounds, and the way he said 'my girl' was very possessive. My eyes widen and my face heats up from embarrassment from what she said and the confrontation in general but I'm touched and happy with how he's defending me.

"And if you don't have any bigger sizes then custom tailor it to fit. If you need her measurements I'll send them to you. Here's my card and I expect to be contacted by the end of the day with all of these resized and ready for pickup." The women looks deathly pale after taking and reading the card realising she just offended Tony Stark. Knowing that his threat to her job moments ago was in fact real and emanate if she didn't comply. Seeing her so petrified makes a part of me smug knowing next time she'll think before she speaks at least.

"Yes! Right away, I'm so sorry sir they will be ready by the end of the day! You can pay for them then. I'll be right back." She squeaks out and runs off with the clothes with her head down and tail tucked between her legs hopefully feeling as embarassed and upset as am from her comments. I wrap my arms around my self with head down now that she's gone I feel tears pricking the edges of my eyes hearing her say that just proved what I've been thinking about myself is true that I'm so big that it's repulsive to be this size, hell I can't even fit into a single thing in this entire store without it being tailored to fit, that should say something.

"Hey don't listen to her sweetheart she's just jealous I'm with you and not her. Everything she said was just a spiteful lie trying to get under your skin." He says lifting my head up and wiping under my eyes where a few silent tears slipped past without me knowing. He kisses me softly and hugs me tucking me under his chin while his hands rub up and down my back. I snuggle closer with my eyes closed holding him tight. "C'mon Y/n let's go pick out that swim suit!" He says sounding excited and let's go of me grabbing my hand and dragging me out of the store and down to the next trying to get my mind off of the rude sales associate.

(Another small time skip where we just arrived at the beach.)

"Hey you guys made it!" Steve runs up in just his swim trunks, hair wet, and sand sticking to him like someone pushed him down onto the sandy shore of the beach just moments before. "Yeah we're just gonna go set up our stuff then we'll join you guys in the water." Tony replies with his arm wrapped around me. Steve smiles and nods then runs off down the beach. I'm not sure about getting into the water looking around there's a lot of strangers here all swarming the infamous Avengers wanting to get pictures with them or of them.

The beach isn't packed but it defiantly isn't as dead as it should be if just the team was here, and I don't want a rerun of what happened earlier especially now that Tony talked me into a bikini after all. Though I picked it out and hid it from his view until I changed into it. When I put it on and it actually fit really well supporting me and being snug but not tight when I wasn't expecting it to fit at all with just how small it looked, I couldn't just put it back and pick out a different one. (It's the bikini in the pic above.)

But thinking about it now I should have picked a much less revealing bikini, but I knew Tony would appreciate the colors if you know what I mean. So I put it on in the changing room and put my clothes back on over it, only taking the price tags up to the cashier so I could pay for it and said I wouldn't let him see it until we got here because I was worried I would loose my nerve and pick out another one piece bathing suit after all. Plus I knew that if I let him see me in it that we would never make it to the beach and would more than likely be banned from the store. So he's been rushing to get here and to get me out of my dress shirt and knee high shorts since I checked out at the store. "Hurry Y/n I can't wait to get into the water!" Tony yells twenty or so feet away and winks at me suggestively, dropping our things onto the sand not bothering to actually set anything up.

"Don't lie Stark you only want to see her in her new bikini! You don't really care about getting in the water!" Natasha yells back at him from a ways down the beach playing volleyball with Wanda and few other people I don't recognize against the boys. Both of them wearing their own bikinis. 'That's probably how Steve got covered in sand.' "How did you know about that?" He yelled back pouting harder than he would willingly admit, because she's seen me in my new bikini but he hasn't been aloud to. Natasha stopped playing and said something to a couple of the people I didn't recognize that were on her team and walked up with Wanda right behind her.

"Oh don't get your panties in a twist Stark she sent me and Wanda a few photos wanting some feed back before deciding which swim suit to get." She grumped at him. "But trust me you'll like what she picked out." Wanda said with a knowing smirk. My face heats up when his gaze locks with mine. "Oh I never doubted that I wouldn't like it. Now come on let's get into the water that's the whole point of going to the beach." He said pulling on my hand. "Fine but I have to take these clothes off and I'm not comfortable just stripping on the beach and you have get changed to."

I say holding my towel close to me nervous about showing so much of myself in front of everyone, especially in front of strangers. Tony not needing me to tell him twice took off to the changing rooms with his swim trunks yelling for me join him. "No way or I won't get to swim today! I'll change and be out in a few." I say while walking towards an empty room. I strip out of my clothes and look at myself in the full length mirror they had in the changing room. Feeling insecure and like this was a very bad idea all of a sudden.

Seeing all of my rolls and stretch marks in plain sight is making me feel ugly and disgusted with my self. I'm about to say hell with it all and put my clothes back on and say I'm feeling sick and that I want to go home even though Tony will know its a lie and will be worried about me, I can't handle this, I'm not ready, this is to much. That's when Tony's voice comes through the door. "Almost done in their my beautiful girl? You aren't going to keep me waiting all day are you? I could just come in there and get you if you'd prefer?" He purrs out but sounds worried.

I hurriedly wrap my towel around myself and unlock the door but I don't make a move to come out. "I'm not sure I can do this Tony. This is a bad idea I wanna go home." I'm hugging myself again degrading and upsetting thoughts are rushing through my head making me so overwhelmed that I don't notice Tony's in the changing room with me until he wraps his arms around me from behind making me jump. "Where's all of this coming from? Is it because of what that lady said earlier because she's wrong, so so wrong baby girl your beautiful in everyway!" I cringe trying not to cry knowing what he's saying is true but I can't help but let what she said and what I've been thinking lately get to me anyways.

I whimper and turn around in his arms letting him hold me again. "I'm sorry I don't know what's going on I've been more and more insecure lately for no real reason. That's why I don't wear those clothes you bought me anymore, they fit but they show to much of everything I hate and I wanted to cover up by wearing my old baggy clothes." I pull back looking up at him. Tony's silent for a moment looking at me with a thoughtful expression. "Well we'll just have to fix that now won't we?" He smiles softly grabbing my hand and leaning towards the door.

"Tony no I really don't want to go out there not like this at least." I say pulling back and looking down. "Like what? Your all covered up by your towel. I cant even see that little swim suit you bought earlier that I've been dying to see since we left the store. I love every single part of your body but if you don't want to go out there we don't have to. We can go home or stay right here in this changing room. Hell I bet if I text Capsicle he'll bring us something eat and drink then we can stay in here all day." I giggled at that imagining a confused and flustered Steve coming to the changing room bringing food and water.

"There's my girl." Tony coo's running his hands up my sides trying to tickle me. "Hey hey, No, Tony, Dont you dare!" I squeaked out jumping back hitting the wall of the changing room realizing I'm trapped my eyes widen and I'm about to yell at him again when he launches at me tickling me and I don't feel my towel falling while trying to squirm away laughing until I feel Tony's bare hands on my hips and he stops tickling me. I look up worried about the sudden stop in his "attack" and his silence until I see the desire in his eyes.

"As much as I absolutely love this." He leans close to my ear his grip tightening on my hips. "I'd love even more to see it off and on the floor." He kissed my neck once he finished. Making me gasp as heat floods my cheeks. He mumbles into my neck. "How about I show you just how beautiful you really are." Pressing his body up against mine nipping the sweet spot on my neck.

Let's just say I never got to go swimming in my new swim suit and Steve got more than just an eyeful when he came to check on us because we forgot to lock the door.

@lilacprincessofrecovery

Words to describe facial expressions

Absent: preoccupied 

Agonized: as if in pain or tormented

Alluring: attractive, in the sense of arousing desire

Appealing: attractive, in the sense of encouraging goodwill and/or interest

Beatific: blissful

Black: angry or sad, or hostile

Bleak: hopeless

Blinking: surprise, or lack of concern

Blithe: carefree, lighthearted, or heedlessly indifferent

Brooding: anxious and gloomy

Bug eyed: frightened or surprised

Chagrined: humiliated or disappointed

Cheeky: cocky, insolent

Cheerless: sad

Choleric: hot-tempered, irate

Darkly: with depressed or malevolent feelings

Deadpan: expressionless, to conceal emotion or heighten humor

Despondent: depressed or discouraged

Doleful: sad or afflicted

Dour: stern or obstinate

Dreamy: distracted by daydreaming or fantasizing

Ecstatic: delighted or entranced

Faint: cowardly, weak, or barely perceptible

Fixed: concentrated or immobile

Gazing: staring intently

Glancing: staring briefly as if curious but evasive

Glazed: expressionless due to fatigue or confusion

Grim: fatalistic or pessimistic

Grave: serious, expressing emotion due to loss or sadness

Haunted: frightened, worried, or guilty

Hopeless: depressed by a lack of encouragement or optimism

Hostile: aggressively angry, intimidating, or resistant

Hunted: tense as if worried about pursuit

Jeering: insulting or mocking

Languid: lazy or weak

Leering: see meaningful; also, sexually suggestive

Mild: easygoing

Mischievous: annoyingly or maliciously playful

Pained: affected with discomfort or pain

Peering: with curiosity or suspicion

Peeved: annoyed

Pleading: seeking apology or assistance

Quizzical: questioning or confused

Radiant: bright, happy

Sanguine: bloodthirsty, confident

Sardonic: mocking

Sour: unpleasant

Sullen: resentful

Vacant: blank or stupid looking

Wan: pale, sickly

Wary: cautious or cunning

Wide eyed: frightened or surprised

Withering: devastating

Wrathful: indignant or vengeful

Wry: twisted or crooked to express cleverness or a dark or ironic feeling

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1. Part 3 of my Selkie fic.

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Mothmen OC's x Chubby Reader. (Part 1/?)

(Warning- Language)

Hank Meyer - Black and orange mothman/humanoid moth, he's more black than orange and has stripes and specks on his wings thickly outlined in obsidion black. His hair is an untamed pile of dark/burnt orange curly fluff that dips just below his shoulders and his antennas are also fluffy but striped orange and black. Around his neck and down his collarbone ending at his sternum is obsidion fluff his back and his four arms also have the same colored fluff running down them, while the rest of his body is covered in the same colored fluff as his hair, and his fingernails are small black claws. His eyes are oval shaped and are a deep honey brown color rimmed with thick eyelashes, besides his mandible his face is mostly human looking with thinner fluff surrounding it. He's caring even though he's lazy and always tired even at night when he's supposed to be more active and go to work. He will more than likely be found sleeping somewhere or eating sweets anything from fruit to cookies and cake, all that matters if it has some form of sugar in it. He is more than just a bit of a couch potato unless motivated. Underneath his lazy exterior he's very smart and he's an architect who works odd painting and remodeling jobs, mostly he's furnishing and decorating places, anything to businesses to houses.

Mason Lynch - Blue and black mothman/humaniod moth, he's more blue then black (an opposite in color patches compared to Hank) his wings color ranges from dark navy blue on the top of his wings to blue to baby blue with white and black specks spread throughout. His fluffy antennas are blue and black rimmed. His hair while fluffy isn't as untamed as Hunks and is long running down to his hips he leaves it in a ponytail or in a braid while his hair is an almost white blue there is small stripes/patches of black and dark blue like unfinished highlights. His fluff going down his neck to his sternum and down his back and arms is in between blue and baby blue with black and white spots running throughout and the rest of his body is a darker grey almost black color. His eyes are oval shaped and are a dark blue color, while his face is covered in very pale nearly white coloured thin fluffy hair. He is creative, calm and collected and he likes to draw, paint, sketch and cook, he assists Hunk in painting jobs though his actual job is as a secondary baker at the Sugar Rose Cafe.

Alright the corner of 424 main street and Eastwood, so almost there. I called yesterday evening about an apartment for rent with two roommates but I get a fully furnished bedroom and bathroom to myself and it's only five hundred dollars a month utilities included and I buy my own food of course but thats still cheaper than fuck.

Five hundred dollars is how much my current electric, gas, and water bill is while my rent is seven hundred dollars and that doesn't include other costs such as my phonebill or gas for going to and fro from work, and money is tight right now with the shitty job of being a waitress and working twelve hour shifts with hardly any tips and working everyday of the week is running me into the ground and if I have to here anymore shit from customers I'm going to end up losing my job from blowing up at someone.

It doesn't help that my landlord is an asshole who's threatening to evict me because I was two days late on rent last month and said if I was late again I'll be kicked out so I packed my shit after that so if I need to move fast I can. So of fucking course when I saw the ad and called it was still available I'm rushing to check it out.

The guy I talked to said his name was Mason and that I could come by to check out the place the next morning if I didn't care about having two male roommates which is fine by me I know self defense, I might be bigger than others but that doesn't mean I don't and or can't kick someones ass if I need to, I went to self defense classes for a reason.

It's already 11 a.m. and neither of the numbers of my possible roommates have picked up the phone. Fuck this seemed to good to be true but I'll still go and nock on the door and if it's a prank I'll just have to find a different place. Alright 424 this should be it unless I'm on the wrong street because this is a fucking condo complex not an apartment complex. Oh shit, got fucking damnit I'm I lost this isn't the right address, is it?

Fuck it I'm going to pull over and look up the address directions again because there's no way in hell this gigantic black tinted building has a room let alone an entire appartment for less than a few grand a month if not more, hell they'd probably charge seven hundred dollars just for parking my car here for the day.

"Fuck!" my phone ringing all of sudden scared the shit out of me I didn't expect that, oh crap it's the guys about the apartment. "Hello?" "Hello miss y/n this is Mason I apologize about missing your call, I slept pass my alarm I set in order to met with you but if your still interested your welcome to come by and check out the place." "Um yeah about that are you sure the address you listed was correct because if it was I'm outside the building?"

"If your at the corner of Main street and Eastwood, building 424 then yes your here, if you would like I can come down to meet you in the lobby, but I'm afraid I can't come meet you outside because my eyes are extremely light sensitive the passcoad for the door is 892640, I'll stay on the phone just in case you forget the code." "Oh okay that sounds good, but are you sure the rent cost you listed was correct in the ad because it said only five hundred dollars a month for everything included, and this is a condo complex and the price doesn't seem right?" I ask as I walk up to the building after parking.

"Yes that price is correct and yes it is a condo the lobby and the outside of the building make everything seem much more luxurious than it really is, but we can talk more about the details in the lobby if you don't chose to runaway once you see me." "I'm sure you look fine and I'm not easily scared who know you might be freaked out about how I look, also this is such a good deal I'm not sure I could pass it up if I wanted to, but it's so little money for what I'm assuming is a beautiful apartment, though anything's beautiful compared to my current rat hole. Oh and I'm outside the door would you mind telling me that code again."

He chuckles softly and replies. "I highly doubt I would be frightened of you, and I certainly hope your right about not getting scared of me when you see me, and that you like the apartment. Oh and the code is 892640 sorry about that and I'm the only one in the lobby currently. I stand out like a sore thumb, you can't miss me."

"Alright here goes nothing, I guess." I mutter as I put the pin in and open the lobby door. Holy shit I barley walked through the door and this place is huge the rooms lit up a soft white from a giant crystal chandelier hanging from the roof. This place is beautiful the walls are white marbeled with gold, the elevators are black and the chairs are black velvet recliners with a huge glass coffee table with black metal legs in the shape of trees, black marbled streaks running through the glass and an beautiful array of different colors of roses.

Out of everything else in the lobby the thing that stood out the most was the mothman who was seated by the roses he was made up of mostly different shades of blue with blacks, whites, and greys running throughout his body and wings, he was dressed in a white button down and black dress pants and shoes. Holy shit he's gorgeous, who would be scared of him he should be a fucking model with how stunning he is if he isn't one already.

He sighed through the phone. "I'm sorry you can leave if you'd like I wouldn't blame you." I hang up and his face drops when the call disconnects but then turns to surprise when I walk up and stand right in front of him. "Hi I'm y/n, it's a pleasure to finally meet you in person." I extend my hand out for him to shake. He blinks slowly, his eyes are huge and look like one giant dark blue pupil no wonder he can't go outside right now with how bright it is would probably give him a killer migraine or maybe even blind him.

He slowly reaches out and shakes my hand. Oh wow his fur or hair I'm not sure which but it's so soft. "Mason as you know already and the pleasure is mine miss y/n, thank you for coming if you like we can discuss the apartment down here or up in the apartment if you would like to see it right away. You sounded like your in a hurry to move in, not that it's any of my business but I'd like you to know that if you want the apartment and don't mind my appearance or my roommates whose appearance is like mine just different colors, then the rooms all yours."

"Oh yeah that sounds great and yeah I'm trying to move as soon as possible my current land lord wanted to kick me out the month prior for a being late on rent by two days, and my check was short this week for excuse my language but for shit I didn't even do so yeah I need to move because I won't be able to make the full payment and he will refuse anything less than a full payment the exact day it's due. So yeah that sounds great, and we can discuss it on the way to the up to the apartment or down here wherever is fine."

"Oh I'm sorry to hear that, I didn't mean to pry and it's fine you can talk however you like and your landlord sounds like a complete ass by the way no wonder you want to move, and yes on the way up sounds great follow me please oh and just another apology for how my roommate may react to you we don't have many friends because of our appearances and the fact we're nocturnal, epically not human ones. Not that there's anything wrong with humans not at all its just they just don't like us or are scared of us."

He stumbling over his words thinking he's somehow offended me how sweet, he's been nothing but kind so far. We walk to one of the black elevators and step inside he hits the sixth floor out of ten. "It's fine don't worry about it and I'm sure just like I was right about you he'll be wonderful and I'm so sorry I must have messed up your whole sleep schedule today." "

Oh no worries it was no problem really plus I had yesterday and today off work so it really no trouble. Though if my roomate wakes up even though I think he could sleep through a tornado and not know it, but just in case he does wake I'm sorry in advance, because he will most likely not be wearing anything other than his boxers despite how much I tell him to put some pants on or he'll be staring and then freak out and try to hug you or ask you a bunch of ridiculous questions. He's over affectionate and excitable if you ask me."

If his hand was that soft, a hug from either one of them would be like hugging a cloud. I certainly wouldn't mind a hug after the stressful week I've had, and he's been so nice. "Well he sounds like fun in sure we'll get along just fine." With that said the elevator dinged and the doors opened to the sixth floor.

THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)

An Article from Neena Susan Thomas

“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.

2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.

6] Number three is public restrooms.

7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.

8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.

9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:

1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.

2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.

5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.

6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.

2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .

b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.

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REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.

THIS COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.”