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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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How will Asa, Bo, Michael, Jason and Jesse react to the fact that their girlfriend already has a child?

This is kind of adorable and the idea of such scary men with such little beings kills me. All of these will have the kid as a female because…. I don’t know, but scary men with the sweetest little girls is too cute to me.

I’m doing peepaw Myers because… yes. May be a bit out of character for him but I’m sorry he deserves some love man.

Michael Myers

- if I’m being honest at first Michael ignores your kid completely. As much as he can I mean.

- he.. loves you, yes. But it’s not his, and even if it was I doubt he’d pay much attention to it either. But he’d never put your kid in harms way and he’ll remind himself to be extra careful when he’s around them.

- he won’t admit it… but the kid starts to grow on him. One night, you’d manage to get Michael to actually sit down with you and your daughter for dinner, his fists sat completely still atop the table, eyes burning at the food that your daughter decided not to eat.. to which Michael did the same. He refused to eat. You knew your daughter had a fondness over who she called “mommy’s big monster” she was always at his heel, tugging at his sleeves, trying to get him to play games with her. Fuck she even called him daddy on occasion. But he refused.. silently blowing her off every time. Until now.

- the phone rang endlessly, annoyance running through your demeanour as you left the table to pick up the phone, answering to your daughters father. Michael knew by now that the conversations had always ended horribly, and so did your daughter.. His eyes averted back towards her, watching as she sulked at the piece of chicken in front of her. He blinked before watching his hand grab his fork and take a bite into his chicken, nodding with a soft smile on his face. This was unlike Michael. This wasn’t Michael’s usual characteristics. But something about the way your daughter sat.. oh so sadly over hearing mommy fight over the phone. Too many memories were brought back to him and he was determined to not let her feel those things. He softly leaned over towards your daughter, grabbing her fork instead and eating a piece of her chicken, his eyes burned into hers watching as they lit up with shock causing him to widen his eyes and open his mouth pretending to shocked. A soft giggle left her lips, little hands pressing into his white beard to push his face away.

- he chuckled quietly. Letting out a grunt of satisfaction And the two ate together. Don’t worry they sat with you to eat too.

- he probably sits in his recliner with her once he’s grown more attached. She’ll be curled up, little legs on either side of his sides head full of messy hair, thumb in mouth and comfy on his chest while they watch her favourite Disney princess movie under a warm blanket. It’s a cute site, such a vile monster with such a sweet little angel, something about her brings a soft side out of Michael not even one you could bring out.. and he’s alright with it.

- he could get used to this.

Bo Sinclair

- he really doesn’t care too much, he’s definitely a bit nervous whenever you’re daughter is around, he knows her dad isn’t in the picture so he feels like he’s got some shoes to fill and it freaks him out.

- his nerves more or so come from his own problems. It being, he’s afraid he’ll be like his own father. Even though your daughter isn’t his.. the first day he met her he felt like he had some responsibility over her, felt some sort of protection over her. So yeah.. his fear of turning out like his dad and treating your daughter the way he was treated haunted him for a while.

- Bo loves her like she’s his own honestly. He’s always carrying her, making sure she’s eating properly, giving her baths, taking her on rides outside of the town.

- Bo has a set rule that every Friday It’s “daddy daughter day” that means no one’s else is allowed to be with the two. He’ll get her dressed and they’ll go on a trip to the park, go to her favourite stores. Get her favourite snacks, have picnics, whatever she wanted really.. Bo spoiled her rotten. And it was always the best day ever.

- your daughter is glued to him like super glue. Most nights you can’t even sleep properly because the two take up the whole bed. She follows him everywhere he goes even into his garage. Little does she know.. she’s a big help when luring victims in. All Bo has to do is pick her up and set her on his hip, and she’ll have the victims gushing over her cheeky little smile.

Jason Voorhees

- big boy is very scared. Not of the kid but.. just. Being around your kid? Like I said, big boy. He’s big. The fear of knocking your kid over, or doing anything to harm them is utterly terrifying to him.

- mask stays on if she’s ever around. He’s too scared of making her scared of him it’s the last thing he wants, for your kid to be scared of him and you hate him for it.

- he’ll take her on fishing trips. When the cabin is silent and no campers are around he’ll drag the old boat his momma tucked away in the old storage shed, getting your daughter to help him push it into the lake. Even though her little arms couldn’t actually push the boat he’ll make sure she knows she did most of the work, pointing towards her arms to show her how strong she is.

- it’s a tight fit for him, his legs are tucked towards his chest and his arms are struggling to move around as the boat can’t really carry him but he makes sure your kid as enough space to sit comfortably. Holding her little fishing rod with a happy smile on her face.

- I think having your kid around makes him.. also feel like a kid again. Except, a happy kid. She heals his inner child. Most nights, he’s fallen asleep with her, he’ll be cuddled in her little bed, her pink and purple blanket covered over his shoulders while she snuggles close to him under the blankets, book in hand while she reads him her favourite bed time stories. He won’t sleep until she’s asleep just so he can make sure she’s safe.

- he likes to bring her things. Wether Jason be out tending to campers he’ll always come back with something for your daughter. Teddy bears, jewelry, stories the children kept around the camp, and so on. He’d even make her things. Now he wasn’t really crafty but he did his best. Making her dolls out of sticks and so on.

- safe to say he loves her very much. He’s her big teddy bear. And she’s his little teddy bear.

Chromeskull/Jesse Cromeans:

- Now. I know I said Bo spoils his s/o’s daughter but Jesse. Now that is different. Your daughter is spoiled spoiled. Gifts whenever she wants, whatever she wants, wherever she wants. Now he doesn’t just spoil her he spoils you both rotten. Your his girls, he’s gotta spoil you both.

- he’ll 100% have tea parties with her. Once work is out of the way he’s home sitting in her chair with a pink tutu too small but he’ll manage, nails painted pink and a pretty princess crown atop his head. His large hands will grab the cup and bring it to his burned lips, pretending to sip whatever she decided was in the cup.

-“aren’t I a pretty princess?” The text to voice would come through the phone as you laugh softly at his comment, watching your daughter nod quickly and wrap her little arm around his shoulder, sitting happily on his lap while her other hand place eyeshadow on him.

- he probably met her really young, so she kinda grew up thinking he was her dad. And he was more than happy to take part in that role. so it’s safe to say she’s a pretty big daddy’s girl.

- you’re a bit hesitant to let Jesse bring her to work, but he keeps her in the office sat directly on his lap and that’s where she stays. While Jesse has meetings with Preston, your daughter is playing with Jesse’s blazer, giggling quietly at how angry Preston sounds. Jesse softly scuffing at her reactions.

- she runs around with his mask. You have to tell her to be careful as the mask is quiet heavy, if she trips and falls Jesse would have a heart attack then and there, freaking out like a paranoid mother.

The collector/ Asa Emory

- he’s a bit.. distant from your daughter. I’m not sure Asa is really a family man. But he try’s? For you.

- he’s strict. She’s not allowed near his office. She’s not allowed to touch his things. She’s not allowed physical contact with him. She’s not allowed… really anything to do with Asa. He’s cold towards her, and as much as it pisses you off part of you can’t really blame him?

- Asa had.. a pretty traumatic childhood and due to who he is now, bringing that upon yet another person I don’t think he could handle it. Especially someone so young.

- although he has his rules, he isn’t always like that. He’s very much the same as he was with you. He was cold, there was rules and then.. they were slowly forgotten about. He came around. Slowly, but surely.

-it’s different with you of course, and he still turns a cold shoulder towards your daughter from time to time, but he’s began to bring her things. A porcelain doll as of recently made its way into your daughters room. Sat perfectly atop her dresser, she wore a baby blue dress, hair blonde and curly, eyes bright blue. Her lips were cheery red along with her blushing cheeks. She looked, kind of like your daughter. Maybe it reminded Asa of her?

- when bringing it up he’ll refuse that he did it, get mad at you even for thinking he’d do something like that. God y/n you know how he feels about your daughter why would he give her things? But he’s wrong, he knows he’s lying, though he’s not a family kind of guy there’s a part of him that really does care about her. But he scares her, and he knows he does. He’s scared to hurt her, so keeping himself distant is his way of trying to not scare or hurt her.

- but he does open up more. One night you left the two alone, begging him to watch her as something came up for work and you really needed to be there. She had already been in bed so it wasn’t entirely a big deal. Until it was. She woke up an hour or two after you had left, leaving Asa sat completely still and quiet on his sofa listening to your daughters feet softly tiptoe towards him.

-“Asa..” he slowly looked over his shoulder, his knuckles turning white from gripping onto his jeans. She rubbed her eyes softly, letting a soft yawn escape her lips. “Yes.” He uttered, trying to keep his voice down not wanting to alarm her. “You think… you could read me a story” she paused quickly looking at him properly. “Please.”

- fuck. How could he say no..

-so he stood up slowly, walking past her towards her room, stopping once he stood in her doorway and looking back at her. “Well come on. Let’s get you to bed bug” he may have shocked himself with the sudden nickname, but he only told himself it was a way to soothe her.. no other reason at all. Her smile melted him, watching as she hurried past him and hopped into her bed, grabbing onto her cockroach plushie. Yeah. Honestly you thought they’d get along considering her love for bugs but because Asa never paid any mind to her, he never really noticed till now. His eyes searched her room carefully not fully realizing her slight obsession. Books about bugs, bug plushies, a butterfly in a jar, etc.

- maybe she wasn’t so bad..

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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I had to do it, mick's mask would fit perfectly with thomas 😩✊ ❤️✨

Tommy reaally likes the new mask you give him ❤️

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Vincent Sinclair NSFW Alphabet

Enjoy you nasty assholes.

A= Aftercare: Vincent wouldn't let anything come between him and the way he cares for you. You did such a good job taking him so of course he needs to shower you with such suffocating love. Grabbing your body in such gentle ways, cooing at the work of art littered all over body, his fingers running all over pink and purple bruises, calloused hands running up and down the back of your neck.

B= Bodypart: his favourite body part would be your back. He likes the way his hands slip into the dip of your spine, tracing down a perfectly straight line and allowing his thumbs to rest at the bottom of your back. The way it arches at his every move, slipping in and out at perfectly timed paces. How when you suck in a sharp breath your back tenses and slowly relaxes when he slows down.

C= Cum: he specifically likes to release himself in your mouth, watching the white liquid pool against your tongue, from time to time he doesn’t mind it being on your face but would much prefer to keep you clean.

D= Dirty secret: maybe a bit unlike Vincent maybe not what are we to know. but he likes to take your underwear specifically a certain pair, his favourite pair. Typically you have it washed but when it isn’t is when he try’s to snatch it, lapping himself in your smell as he lets the fabric run against his tense member. He makes sure to wash it don’t worry, he’ll have it neatly folded back in your drawer knowing you’ll never know such a dirty secret.

E= Experience: definitely inexperienced, man hasn’t actually touched someone so when he met you it’s safe to say he was a bit embarrassed to really do anything to you. Holding your hand? That’s fine, but anything to do with sex he was internally cursing himself out. He definitely needs a bit of guidance and he’s more than happy to patiently learn. Once he’s got it figured out he always knows how to make you twist in squirm in all the right ways.

F= Favourite position: I don’t think Vincent really has an exact favourite, but if he had to pick one it would probably be cowgirl. He enjoys watching your face contort in different ways, your hands gripping onto his chest, the way your hips move back and forth just to feel him even deeper. Fucker has a devilish smirk under that mask I know for a fucking fact he does. Watching you get all squirmy while he lets you ride him.

G= Goofy: I feel Vincent is more of a serious lover. Now he may have his moments where he makes you giggle but it’s not on purpose. His main purpose in that moment is to make you feel good, so he’s mainly concentrated on that rather then making you laugh.

H= Hair: Vincent keeps himself somewhat cleaned up just in general so I doubt there is much going on down there.

I= Intimacy: He can be very romantic, depends though. Sometimes he likes to be rough and take all the control he can get let’s not forget this man has a bulging ego and I like to think you fuel it by how much you squirm and whimper underneath him, all he did was touch you and this is how you act? But he also likes to be romantic with you, massaging your back to relax you.. poor hot wax on your stomach.. not sure how it could be relaxing but he makes it relaxing. Holding your back so that your body arches against his chest, his lips tracing the nook of your neck.

J= Jackoff: I believe Vincent thinks he doesn’t have the time for it. Both before you came and after you came into his life.. before he was too busy with his art, and after was too tired to even try anything. There would be occasional times but only when it was really needed. Now that you’re here he has you to help so he doesn’t see the need to touch himself.

K= one or more kink of theirs: uhmmmm fucking wax play all the way, worship, any worship, body worship, get on your damn knees and lick your boots worship.. like let him use his boot to rub against you.. anyway. Uhm most likely bondage.

L= Location: Vincent doesn’t strike me as such to do explicit things like that in random places, he’d much rather have you all to his eyes, in his bed where only he can see you.

M= Motivation: you yourself just turns him on all together but if you use modelling clay, and you use one of those things that can spin around.. the way your fingers dip between the clay, watching it rub along its ridges.. oddly enough it really gets him going, the way you smile at him with excitement whilst he bounces his leg to keep such a beast tame.

N= No: don’t ever ask him to hurt you because he won’t. I don’t care how cocky or dicky he can be at times he’d never lay a finger on you, not like that. Sure he’ll run hot wax on you but that’s different.. he doesn’t want to use his hands on you.. not to hurt you. You’re too precious.. he’s already seen someone he loves go through pain with just a hand no matter what it is.. especially in an intimate moment, he’d never.

O= oral: Vincent likes to give then to receive, though he still doesn’t mind receiving it either. I think he just likes the way your face contorts and twists at his tongue, the way your fingers lace in his silky hair grabbing and pulling him closer between your thighs.

P= Pace: like I mentioned it really depends on his mood most times his fast.. but sensual? And some times rough and slow. Though on occasion he’ll switch it up but it’s his two go too’s.

Q= Quickie: yeah no. Don’t expect any of this from Vincent, he’s more into really being able to feel you, at his own pace so quickies are just a no.. it’s too fast.. not enough time to take you in.

R= Risks: I don’t think he’d mind taking risks but.. like I said he’s more into being in his own space which is the basement. The most risk down there would be the wax.. that and leaving his door open I guess. Although I do see him every now and then, on very rare occasions taking you in the wax museum. Maybe the house is too loud and he just really wants some quiet time with you..

S= Stamina: Vincent could get a few rounds in I’d say maybe three. It would start off slow and sensual so it’s why he’s able to get another round in but this round.. he’s more rough Definitely making him more tired. By the third he’s sloppy, but still determined to make you feel good, he definitely doesn’t last as long this round.

T= Toys: I don’t think he’s a big fan of using toys but he doesn’t hate them entirely. If he sees you using a dildo one day he’s probably more curious then anything wanting to grab it and see how far he can push you to, see how far he can get it.

U= Unfair: Vincent isn’t really much of a tease.. he wants to give you everything not watch you suffer for it. The only “teasing” this man would be doing is over stimulating. Watching you squirm and grip onto his arms. How pretty your eyes are when they get glossy. He’ll also want to use you for his own viewing. Wether it be posing you to draw you in such explicit poses, or to just watch and touch you as he examines his muse.

V= Volume: we all know Vincent doesn’t really talk of course from time to time I see him saying a few words here and there but never anything crazy. So I wouldn’t except much speaking from him during sex but you can expect lots of muffled groans and grunts.. and lots of whining. He’s definitely a whiner. He may try and a speak some words, some strained curse words here and there but he’s more vocal noise wise.

W= Wildcard: Vincent is 100% in Shibari. Wether he knows about it at first or not, he’s into it. He likes to practise his knots on you, and after he’ll be sketching you for hours in different poses, etc. aside from the drawing he’d tease you endlessly, tracing his finger tips between your legs, leaving wet kisses all along your body and watching you helplessly squirm around not being able to touch him nor get up.

X= X-ray: Vinny is a good 6 or 7 inches and girthy around. There veins that run from his shaft to his tip, which is a pretty pink I might add.

Y= Yearning: HORNY, NASTY, MOTHERFUCKER. Especially now that he has you?!?! I don’t think he could ever stop once he starts going. He could have you all day, unlike his brother he knows how to keep it in, but he’s just as bad as Bo, you just can’t see it half the time.

Z= Zzzz: Vincent has a hard time sleeping as a whole, so I don’t see him really falling asleep fast, he may lay there and let you sleep, rubbing your arms and making sure you’re sleeping well. He chuckles watching you slightly drooling as if you haven’t slept in days. If he’s really tired then yeah he’ll go to bed but he’d still much rather let you fall asleep first.

#slasher x reader #slasher x s/o #slasher x y/n #slasher x you #slasher hcs #slasher headcanons #slasher imagines #vincent sinclair x you #vincent sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair imagine

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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Bo Sinclair's ✨huge ass✨

why he gotta be so thiccccc????????

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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@sirstompely bitch is my whole soulmate lemme just tell you that. The nonsense we talk about, all the giggles and laughs at this point you really have just become my best friend! I LOVE YOU!!!

#besties #YOU ARE MY FAVOURITE PERSON EVER OH MY LAWD! THERE REALLY ARE PLATONIC SOULMATES ANS YOU ARE MINE MWAHS!

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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Hello my beautiful slasher mutual, I am back again >:)

I'm in eastern Canada and we just went through Hurricane Fiona, the strongest hurricane we've ever experienced here. A tree fell on my house in the night and I'm on day 2 of an estimated 6-7 day power outage.

If you have time and feel up to it can we get some Vincent and/or Bo (Vincent if you can only do 1) comfort? I imagine the boys have been through some pretty intense summer storms and hurricanes down in Louisiana and some good ol fashion comfort/fluff from them during a hurricane would be mighty fine right about now.

It can be gender neutral so all my hurricane babes can enjoy some comfort in this rough time.

Thank you so much🖤🔪

Dear god please tell me you are okay!! Know you can message me whenever you need to! I literally was about to come back from my break but hurricane Fiona hit Canada and power was out for a good while. Power is obviously back on and I finally have motivation to write again that and I’ve been playing dead by daylight and seeing Michael constantly made me wanna come back. I hope this is alright even if it’s late.. oppsies. But I missed you dearly darling so please enjoy as being one of many people who get their request written first! Also I’m getting a ghostface mask and doing a female ghostface cosplay soon as he’s been my recent obsession. would me posting some pics in cosplay be approved by you darlings?

Hurricanes

Vincent and Bo comforting their g/n s/o during a hurricane

Bo Sinclair

“Oh baby doll there ain’t nothing to be scared of. I’m right here”

due to the hurricane Bo prepared ahead of time. Something very unlike him. He had the bathtub filled in case any water supply’s were damaged, candles were placed and ready to be lit, there are extra batteries on the bed side table, ice water bottles ready to be put in the fridge to keep everything cold until power would be back.

And now. The two of you lay side by side, Bo letting his fingers brush some hair away from your forehead as he watched you wince at the trees wiping their branches against the window. Bo frowned his brows, placing his hand against your cheek and giving you a gentle look. “Darlin’ it’s just some trees, it’ll pass on by in no time try and close those pretty eyes and get some sleep” this was also very unusual for Bo, not that him being like any boyfriend and loving you was rare, he loved you dearly he just.. had a hard time comforting, and a hard time opening up so him being like this was a rare sight. Maybe it was you being so scared of the wind, maybe it made you look small and fragile whatever it was it made him to want to hold you until you fell asleep. He let his hand slide down your arm and slowly let it go limp as his eyes closed. Enjoying the peace and quiet now that you were some what calmed down. It wasn’t until there was a large gust of wind and a branch had smacked the window hard. You jumped up, hands clutching the blanket as you looked to Bo, who was some how still fast asleep. Your hands came to his bare bicep, shaking him slightly as you looked around the pitch black room.

“Bo.. please get up..” it was only until he heard your trembling voice that he managed to flicker his eyes open slightly and pull you in without any words, his hands holding your head against his chest as he fixed his head against his pillow, closing his eyes once again. His fingers danced their way down your back, tracing small circles and letting out soft hums when he moved every once and a while.

“Love.. you”

Vincent Sinclair

It was so quiet you could hear the dripping of the melting wax all around Vincent’s room, if that wasn’t enough to freak you out then the wind definitely was. It whipped around every which way, rain fell heavily and the sound of the power shutting down and the room being lit with wispy flames sent your body to chills. Vincent much like his brother had been fast sleep beside you, his back facing your way. Your eyes squinted back at your book trying to read the now dark words. With a sigh you let your book close and set it beside you on the floor, your hands shakily coming back up to press your legs to your chest. Hurricanes had been a fear of yours ever since you were child, such a deep rooted fear that most times it would leave you in tears. But with embarrassment you’d never told Vincent about it as after all.. it was only wind. The room creaked, groaned as the gusts of wind abused the sidings of the home.

Your eyes peered over the peacefully sleeping Vincent, watching as his shoulders raised up and down slowly, soft snores escaping his slightly parted lips. If it wasn’t for the wind.. you’d let him sleep not wanting to disturb him but anxiety got the better of you as a loud knock on the side of the house caused you to slightly jolt, your finger moved to tap Vincent on the back quickly. When he woke he slowly sat up, blankets draped over his legs as his tired body moved to look at you, slowly coming to the realization of your state. With only one look he had you held into his arms, his head rest against the wall the bed was placed against, his hands squeezed you close before pulling the blankets over your shoulders and letting you rest against him.

“I’m sorry.. it’s such a stupid reason I shouldn’t even have woken y-“

Vincent only shook his head and placed a long finger against your lips, using his other hand to pat your back soothingly. With a kiss to your head and a soft sigh he nuzzled his back into his pillows and made himself stay awake until you fell asleep first.

#slasher x reader #slasher x s/o #slasher x y/n #slasher x you #slasher hcs #slasher headcanons #slasher imagines #bo sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair x you #vincent sinclair x reader #bo sinclair x y/n #bo sinclair x you

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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is it so wrong to want to be held up and brutally fucked stupid by a big guy who kills people?

no, no it s not <3

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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Bruh…. I’ve had so much time to write shit.. but I have not. Why you ask..? Because my bitch ass has not gotten off my switch.. because I’ve been playing stardew valley.. romancing Shane because in my mind I can save his ass.. please send help.

Do I want to write for stardew? Yes yes I do.

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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Update!!

Hii I apologize for not posting much I’ve been really busy with work, I just had an 8 hour shift yesterday and I was extremely tired especially with all the people back to school shopping, the amount of running around I had to do for people was ridiculously stupid! So bare with me as stuff may be slow coming out but you are welcome to send in requests!

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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this

dilf Lester material? (but lose the mustache)

Absolutely 100% pure grade A dilf Lester material with or without the stache. The SHORTS. The FANNY PACK. The VERY AWKWARD GRIMACE.

#oh my fucking god #look at him #im shaking #he is so handsome

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hi! I love the way you write and I was wondering if u could do Asa, Jesse, and Michael with an s/o who’s a famous (but unknown) horror game designer? Like they make all their games themself and their development set-up is in the basement

If this is too specific or hard feel free to turn it away, ur my fav slasher writer and I love ur fics ❤️❤️

Why would I turn this is away?! This is actually so cool. As someone who’s into stories and horror, at a very young age I always wanted to create games or even comics dedicated to horror so this was actually really fun to write! Also I love you so much, I’m your favourite slasher writer? Like what the heck?! I hope you like this munchkin, XO.

Also I deeply apologize for not writing as much I finally have a job again so I’ve been busy with that and saving for my PC, but I promise stuff is still coming out, I’m also in the process of trying to better the way I write sooo bare with me.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬? 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨’𝐬 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫

TW; none that I know of?

GN!Reader!

𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬

- honestly I feel like Michael would think this is.. actually kind of interesting. A lot of times he’s some what impatient to get home just so he can get his way into the basement and watch you create your own little worlds.

- in a way, it helps him escape? That and he can relate due to the horror themes.. but when he watches it’s almost like he’s the character. Watching so intently as you test the game, the character making their way through corridors and flashing their flash light at sudden noises. It almost felt real. Maybe you took inspiration from your murderous boyfriend, either way he thinks it’s fascinating.

- One night when watching you code and test the game you’d recently been working on, he noticed the frustration boiling under your fingers, watching as you occasionally picked up your pencil to scribble, watching as they went back to the keyboard to pop up the coding screen and quickly going back to the game. “Michael, I’m doomed.” The man ever so slightly jumped, the comfort of the quiet now gone. He tilted his head a bit looking at you and then the screen. What could have been the issue.. it looked great. He softly cocked a brow and sat back. “I can’t come up with an antagonist for the game.. nothing absolutely nothing at all comes to mind.”

- The two of you sat in silence once more, listening to the music that played from the computer the music that was supposed to make the killer of the game come out, it’s que for the coding to jump scare the poor pixelated protagonist. But nothing could come to mind. Michael sat for a long moment and on a whim.. pointed to himself. Michael usually wasn’t of much help and didn’t care to help you with most things but this had been something he’d taken a liking to and if Michael likes it then that’s when he’ll help.

- you looked at him with a glint of curiosity in your eyes. That’s actually.. not such a bad idea. I mean.. fuck even though the man did what he did he had.. a pretty large amount of people who liked him so why not.. make a game about him.. people do it all the time.. ‘based on true events’. He was a genius. You gave a soft peck to Michaels cheek before going back to your game, creating the antagonist to be the one and only.

-Michael Myers.

-… you’ve probably fuelled his ego though.

𝐀𝐬𝐚 𝐄𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲

- I mean. Definitely isn’t interested in games but he understands what having hobbies is and doing things to thrill you so he’s all for it. He might occasionally tell you that you should add something like this.. or that, maybe put that in there. I mean he would know right. Horror.. is what he does.

- oddly enough whenever he does this it’s almost like he’s criticizing you on how to do things but he’s not.. he just wants to help in some way, show that he’s not such an asshole and does care for your interests. But it does come across as if he’s criticizing. He Never really learned how to tap into giving good criticism.

- he likes it because he doesn’t have to worry about you when he’s at the hotel. You’re content in the basement, tapping away at you work and listening to music, and when he’s home.. it’s maybe a little too quiet. He doesn’t normally get a hug when he comes home, or a kiss. So he’ll open the basement door, bring you food and deliver a kiss to your temple.

- “eat. You’ve been at this all day.”

- quickly walks upstairs so he doesn’t have to hear you thank him for being so sweet.

𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬

- uhmmmm that’s cool, but can you maybe bring a laptop with all that stuff cuz, he doesn’t want you in the basement he wants you by his side at work.. 24/7. So if you can find a way to bring that with you then uh I’d suggest do that.

- it’s not that he doesn’t want you to do what you’re doing, your job is great he just. Wants you time.

- all the time. Even if that means you have to bring work with you everywhere you go. He makes sure that you aren’t interrupted though, he makes sure you have a comfy chair right beside him and have room on his desk to set your laptop and all your work on. He likes to set his work aside at times to watch you, ask you questions about what you’re making and sometimes to test the game.

- I won’t lie.. Jesse probably likes the idea of games, like Michael he sees it as his own world, he can be somebody else, somewhere made up.

- the amount of times you hear the text to speech from his phone to tell you to add little skulls here and there is ridiculous. But you like to the little ‘I’m so proud of you’, ‘this looks amazing dear’

- he loves your work. He is very very proud of you and how much effort you put into it.

#slasher x reader #slasher x s/o #slasher x y/n #slasher x you #slasher hcs #slasher headcanons #slasher imagines #asa emory x reader #asa emory x y/n #michael myers fluff #rz michael myers x you #michael myers x reader #michael myers x you #michael myers x y/n #jesse cromeans x reader #jesse cromeans x you

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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Hello! How are you? I hope you don't mind, but I've come to leave a request :). Asa, Bo and Michael(separately), with a reader who is always with his headphones on full volume and practicing with his roller skates, even if he is bad and sometimes falls? Maybe they are annoyed because she doesn't listen to them when they talk to her or annoyed to hide her concern when she falls while practicing:). Feel free to ignore this if it's too boring or bland<3.

This is Me- there is never not a moment I don’t have my headphones in, now if I rollerskated I’d break my next but yknow I can dream, lmao.

𝑵𝒐 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒌𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆.

𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐲

Characters; Michael, Bo, and Asa

TW; none!

GN!READER

𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬

- stop it right now. As much as this man will put on a front he does actually care about you and the way you are roller blading right now is not allowed.

- paranoid Michael Activated.

- he’s following you all through out the house. Michael will stalk his way through the halls half listening to the music blaring from the headphones and half watching you to make sure you don’t bust your ass. He slightly jolts when you trip or loose your balance, almost as if he’s ready to pounce so you don’t hurt your self.

- a pair of roller blades really make The Michael Myers nervous.. normally he doesn’t care much when you get hurt over something small but this could be serious. There are a lot of sharp objects around, sharp corners, etc. please y/n stop it.

- but you’re having fun, so why give in to what he wants, it’s not like you’re gonna hurt yourself horribly. But when you mess up and fall face first on the creaky wooden floors Michael jumps up immediately, slithering his way through halls and down stairs. He’s quick to get you picked up, hands snug under your armpits as he keeps you lifted in the air.. giving such a concerning yet.. stern stare. He’s looking all over for any bruising forming, cuts, bloody nose but there’s nothing. Michael huffs slightly and harshly sets you down, snaking past you back up the stairs.

-“ yeah yeah.. I know no roller blading in the house”

𝐁𝐨 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫

-uhm.. doesn’t care but cares? Like go ahead as long as you aren’t breaking shit or disturbing anyone? Half the time he’s at the station when you pull them out so he’s not worried as he’s too focused on playing victims or working on his truck.

- but when you’re at the station with him practising your roller blading he grows agitated. Not that he doesn’t want your company but he hears your music more than his own.. but you insist you stay because the ground is smoother then the floor boards at home. Give him the puppy dog eyes. Then he’ll let you stay.

- He’s more concerned with the fact that you could fall on the concrete and he can’t focus on fixing his truck.

- He has to constantly move his tools so you don’t bash your damn head off of them.

- the time comes where you do fall and you skin your knees in the process, and yknow most partners would be by your side to tend to you and make sure you were alright but Bo probably pisses himself laughing.

-“that’s what ya get”

- stupid asshole. He will apologize though, he just thinks it’s funny when you pout your lip like that. I’m sure he’ll give you some comfort once he’s home but for now he’s got important things to do.

𝐀𝐬𝐚 𝐄𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲

-Unlike Michael he would actually like it much more if you were inside where he can keep his eye on you. That and if you fall it’s only hardwood.

-Before you get your stuff out he makes sure to clear a path so there isn’t a risk of falling at all, he knows you’ve only just started so you may fall due to loosing balance and such but still he’d much rather you get over hurt due to something small.

- He honestly finds it cute how wobbly you get, fixing your headphones and sticking your arms out and about to keep your balance.

- Asa normally brings his work downstairs to the living room when you’re rolling blading so that way he can make sure your safe and get work done, but when you fall and smack your head against the wall, papers are suddenly all over the coffee table, a coffee is spilled and he’s practically across the floor to where you fell. He stands there for a moment before rushing to you, pushing your hair out of your face and resting his head on your shoulder.

- Don’t scare him like that y/n.. sure you hit your head but he thought something horrible happened to you.

#slasher x reader #slasher x s/o #slasher x y/n #slasher x you #slasher hcs #slasher headcanons #slasher imagines #asa emory x reader #asa emory x y/n #bo sinclair x reader #michael myers fluff #rz michael myers x you #michael myers x reader #michael myers x y/n

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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hi!! I hope ur well, can u please do slashers (specifically asa and Jesse) with a gn!s/o who has excessive daytime sleepiness? Like they’ll just fall asleep anywhere if they don’t move for more than ten minutes. They’re always falling asleep on the slasher and when they wake up they profusely apologize.

I know this is an actual condition but for some reason I find this so fucking adorable, I just think sleepy people in general are adorable or maybe it’s just cuz I’m always sleepy I don’t know but I love this.

Slashers with a gn!s/o who’s always sleepy

Chromeskull/ Jesse Cromeans, and The collector/ Asa Emory

TW: none

Chromeskull/Jesse Cromeans

- put your head on his damn shoulder. Now.

- it does not matter what this man is doing he’s happy to lean down slightly just for you to sleep peacefully.

- he’ll continue on with his own work and minding his own business while you sit confortable, head on his boney shoulder or even his lap.

- He’ll probably stop every few moments to give you a pat on the head, a head massage or just to simply admire you.

- Jesse will be surprised to find you at the kitchen counter basically falling asleep, on the couch with a book in hand or on the front porch.. you were knitting but- that ended up failing.

- one night you decided to join Jesse at work to keep him company as tonight was a night he was bound to be late getting home, of course with not much to do you’d only been sitting beside him slowly feeling your head growing heavy. Without realizing your head plopped on to Jesse’s shoulder. Jesse looked down just slightly before going back to his work making sure to be extra quiet. It wasn’t long before you were awoken, drool on your lip and hair a mess, with tired eyes you looked at Jesse, eyes widening with surprise “Jesse I’m so sorry, I probably got your suit wet..”

- The skull masked male only shook his head and tapped his shoulder once more wanting you to rest again. Oddly enough he likes when you get like that, feeling your head on his shoulder, breathing softly, you always look so calm and sweet, and he loves nothing more then to see you comfortable snuggled on his shoulder.

The collector/ Asa Emory

- He cares but.. doesn’t? If you’re still one of his victims, he continues to tell you if you’re gonna be still don’t be anywhere near any traps, try to be in your room or somewhere where you’ll be safe as he’s far to busy to tend to your needs at the moment.

- when living with him there isn’t traps around at the house, but he’s still the same just now.. he lets you sleep on him if you end up being near him. Sometimes. If he’s working don’t bother, he’ll tell you to go find somewhere else to sleep, in this situation he’s also too busy to care for your needs.

- he’s not typically fond of you laying your head on him. Not because he doesn’t like it but because he’s not used to it? That and he could want to move at any second. Try to catch him when he’s tired then he won’t bother to say anything about it.

- he’ll be so tired that he may honestly lean back into you, almost dozing off before you wake him up with your countless apologizes to which he responds with a simple grunt, his eyes are half lidded as he softly places his head on your shoulder.

#slasher x reader #slasher x s/o #slasher x y/n #slasher x you #slasher hcs #slasher headcanons #slasher imagines #asa emory x you #asa emory x reader #asa emory x y/n #asa emory #the collector x reader #the collector x you #chromeskull x reader #chromeskull x you #jesse cromeans x reader #jesse cromeans x you

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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May I request something? How would slashers of your choosing comfort their s/o when she experiences auditory hallucinations when she wakes up? (It's something I have a problem with when I was a teen and it recently resurfaced😓)

I’m finally getting around to writing this, I’ve only had two requests the last couple of weeks yours being one of them and I’ve been so lazy. Not having stuff to write for people has been driving me up the wall and I keep telling people to request things but nothing really comes in, I’ve noticed that when I have my stuff reblogged by individuals more people will request things and interact.. and it makes me want to just reblog my own stuff but I’m scared it would make me seem insensitive. Or may cause people to think I think highly of myself? I don’t know writing has been really hard recently but I figured I’d still get your request out for you. Sorry this turned into a rant, I hope you enjoy. XO.

I thought I’d mix it up a bit and write for the slashers so haven’t written for yet, since so far it’s only been Sinclair brothers, Thomas and Mikey. I hope this is to your liking.

Slashers with a reader who has auditory hallucinations

TW: none, just some fluff and sweet lovin’ from the slashers.

f!Reader

Jason, brahms, Jesse Cromeans, and Asa Emory

Jason Voorhees

He knows. He knows because.. well you told him and it wasn't really hard to figure out. It happened one night when Jason had come back from doing what Jason did best, his large hands wiping at his pants before slipping off his boots. His head perked up once he heard your voice, fearful and so tired. His large form stood tall slowly making his way towards you and lowering himself to your height, large hands on his knees. "I heard something from the closet.." He tilted his head curiously and nodded once, he had a plan. His form regained it's height as he stood straight back up heading straight for the hall closet to rummage through storage. Once finding what he wanted he turned around with a night light in hand.. his old night light from when he was little. He knew it wouldn't really help the sounds but it was the nest he could do.. maybe some light could help?

once the light was set up it's rays displayed stars all over the ceiling giving the room some comforting light. Jason't hands rested on his hips proudly as he watched you intently, waiting for a reaction. Once you smiled he softly smiled himself, though his mask covered his face you knew he was as happy as could be. You tapped the covered bed hinting for him to come lay down. he softly played with his fingers before making his way towards the bed, the matters sinking drastically as he lied beside you, hands between his large thighs as he stared at you happily.

In comparison to Jason you were tiny and it was something he loved about you, he was able to scare away anything to protect you, even if it was a noise.. and even if he only really helped with a nightlight.. still. He loves you deeply and will do anything you insist to make you feel better.

(Jason you cute himbo you. Stop being so fucking CUTE)

Brahms Heelshire

"y/n.." Brahms sat tiredly in bed. His lower half tangled in the sheets of your bed whilst his upper half sat up, bare and towards you trying to see through the dark. You woke him up. Never really a good idea when it came to Brahms as he'd probably be cranky the next morning, throwing fits here and there but even now, seeing you Brahms decided to just keep that to himself and focus on you. His hands slowly made their way to your shoulders lowering them for you a s you had be sat straight up, shoulders tight and hands even tighter. "are you alright..?" His voice rumbled deeply, not like how he spoke when he was in trouble or trying to get something for you, it was his normal voice as groggy and tired as it was it was soothing. With a slight nod he only blinked he knew something was wrong and for once he didn't press he only shuffled close, moving you between his legs whilst his head rest on your shoulder. His messy curls tickled the nip of your neck, causing a soft chuckle to escape your shaky lips. There wouldn't really be a point to tell Brahms about it, he was already comforting without any idea of why you were up or what happened, though part of it might have been just Brahms being tired and wanting cuddles.. still being in his arms easily distracted you back to a sleepy state.

Chromeskull/ Jesse Cromeans

It was the one night he wasn't in bed. The one night he was stuck in the office working on papers with Spann who he very strictly kept his distant from, knowing your thoughts on her. The one night this decided to act up. Jesse knew your condition and because of it made it a habit to be home at a specific time so you weren't going to bed alone or sitting alone at night in the quiet. But he forgot, he forgot to text, and he was stuck at work. It didn't hit him until he had gotten a notification, realizing he had missed three calls, and 5 messages. Shit. Whenever it came to you Jesse would be there in a heart beat, he was willing to drop everything to come back home to you. It didn't matter if you needed him or if he needed you he'd always be there and that he kept his promise on. Once he was home his shoes were slipped off, suit coat being unbuttoned in the process of walking up the stairs of your shared home. Jesse carefully and slowly opened the bedroom door, your body sat up in bed, hair a mess and eyes teary eyed.. Jesse felt like complete shit. You had an episode and he wasn't there to help you through it but.. he was here now..? The tall male didn't waste a second striding his way towards you and placing himself beside you, pulling you in, fingers tracing the inside of your thigh, breathing steadily in hopes to help you keep track of your breathing as well.

Asa Emory

If you’re still one of his victims. He likely has cameras set up in your room. He’d probably be doing some work on someone before hearing your voice come through on the speakers. Your soft trembling voice had made him snap back, there was something wrong. The man in front of him could finally breathe as Asa hurried to your room, opening it with a slam causing your body to jolt and quickly get up and scramble your way towards the Asa. His large eyes darted the room, your safe room. Pink walls stood out in the dark, stuffed animals sat neatly on dressers and chairs, your clothes were folded perfectly, no traps in sight. Everything was the way it was supposed to be. So why the fuss. The first time Asa is sour about it, telling you to get back in the bed and go to sleep. He’s busy. But the next few times he sees this is an issue, and even with your room.. the environment may not be helping so he takes you home. Cautiously.

There were two reasons for this. One.. you were his favorite pet he did things with you that he'd never done with any other victim.. there was something there he wouldn't allow himself to admit it but there was. Two he could keep a closer eye on you. One night Asa ended up falling asleep in the old brown chair, it's vintage cushion comfortable.. but was for sure going to leave a sore back in the morning. He didn't mean to fall asleep downstairs, usually he was up in bed with you but he'd honestly been too tired to move. Though he was on his booted feet the minute he heard you screaming his name, flying his way upstairs and once again busting open a door. Again. Nothing. Asa tilted his head and slowly walked towards you, sitting down on the edge of the bed and watching as you crawled your way across the bed, straddling yourself in his lap. His hand pet your hair, fingers softly grazing the back of your ears every once and a while.

"You don't need to be afraid." he knew you were hearing something that wasn't actually there, but he wouldn't push you on it, he thought it was better to keep it quiet so it wouldn't make this situation worse.

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