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missjellyhead · 9 months
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HEADCANON | slashers favorite sex positions | fem!reader
Inclui Brahms Heelshire, Billy Lenz, Bubba Sawyer, Otis Diftwood, RZ!Michael Myers
note: uh... hey? I got excited about this one. And thank you for 100 followers! :D
Warnings: nsfw.
BRAHMS HEELSHIRE
Cowgirl.
Brahms is spoiled.
He doesn't want to take the slightest effort.
He just likes to lie back against the pillows, hold your thighs tightly, and let you move as you please. As long as he comes, everything is fine.
Brahms whimpers so needily, eyes closed as you ride on his cock.
When he's close to coming, he thrusts his hips up desperately, seeking his own pleasure.
If you allow him to take control, he'll moan loudly and fuck you until you can barely support your own weight and fall onto his furry chest.
But if you stop him, just wanting to tease him a little, he will whimper and stubbornly try to move.
You can punish him for being such a naughty and greedy boy, and Brahms will be begging for your touch like a puppy.
BILLY LENZ
Accepts anything. He just wants to fuck you senseless. But when you turn 69--
Hearing and feeling you gagging against his cock as he just devours your pussy is perfect.
And Billy is definitely addicted to his pussy.
Could eat you for hours and hours like a starving man. He never gets tired.
Billy also loves doggy style.
He'll throw you onto the bed as soon as he gets a chance to come out of the attic, and he'll fuck you hard and sloppy from behind until he comes.
In fact, after he cums, he keeps moving.
He super stimulates you without even realizing it, focusing only on himself.
He's noisy. Very noisy.
And it doesn't care if the sorority house is full or empty. As long as it's just the two of you in the room, he's in for some fun.
But it usually comes out of the attic during the night.
Good luck explaining to the other sorority girls what those late-night sounds were.
Speaking of the attic, he loves to fuck you in there too.
It's dusty and musty smelling, but Billy feels safe there.
He has you up against the wall, chest pressed against your back, and makes you practically scream with pleasure.
Anyway, he really loves many positions and it's hard to choose a favorite.
BUBBA SAWYER
I believe Bubba is a little shy about sex, although he is quite excited.
But he's afraid he can't satisfy you, and he's afraid you won't find his body attractive.
So it takes him a while to feel comfortable having sex with you.
And when that happens, you have to guide Bubba and teach him what to do.
If you are as inexperienced as he is, you will learn together and it will be nice and fun.
And when he has enough knowledge, has experienced enough positions, one of his favorites will be cowgirl.
He likes you to have control over him and do what gives you the most pleasure. It's also amazing that he has such a beautiful girl jumping on his dick. Bubba almost can't believe it's real.
And he loves to see your breasts bouncing. If he gets the chance, he'll have your nipples trapped between his lips as you ride his fat cock.
If he's not holding the sheets between his fingers, then he'll have his hands on your hips.
It will leave fingerprints because he squeezed you so hard.
It wasn't on purpose, honestly. He'll apologize later, fearing you'll get angry.
And if you tie his wrists to the headboard and sit on his face, he'll freak out.
Do it. He loves to please you.
Is kinda sloppy about eating pussy but so excited. Hope you don't mind the amount of saliva.
(And if you want to return the favor, pegging this man. He'll moan so needy~).
OTIS DRIFTWOOD
I honestly think Otis is a disgusting man. With a lot of fetishes, and a lot of boner, and a lot of time left to fuck you to exhaustion.
And speaking of fetishes, Otis has foot fetishes. Your foot, specifically.
It's not like he's going to masturbate looking at your feet or anything.
He just likes to pay special attention to his feet as he pushes against her sensitive, wet pussy.
And honestly, he doesn't even care if it makes you uncomfortable or not. Just take his dick and let him play with your body as he wants and as much as he wants.
So he likes to have you lying in bed, legs up, shins over his shoulders. That way he can just pull his legs forward and play with his feet. It will kiss and lick them while looking into your eyes.
Also likes to have you on all fours.
Shake your ass and Otis will be inside you in a few milliseconds.
Will spank your ass and pull your hair, pushing your face into the sheets.
(If you let him fuck your ass, he'll get you in every possible position. He gets wild).
And it will degrade you badly, all the time. (Does this outside of sex too).
RZ!MICHAEL MYERS
He'll make you lie face down on the bed, then he'll lean over you, put an arm around your neck and fuck you deep.
He's not really choking you unless you ask him to.
He likes how he looks bigger on top of you. Even if you are close to his height, he definitely has more muscles than you.
Michael isn't very vocal, but he lets out little grunts and his breathing becomes ragged as he rolls his hips against your ass.
He also likes to have you leaning over any surface that may be: kitchen table, countertops, coffee table in the living room.
That's because he likes to watch your cock disappear into your pussy, feel your legs shake as you try to get used to the size.
If he is particularly lazy that day, spoon position. It's still deep and strong, but slow.
The important thing is that he makes you come deliciously and he comes deep inside you.
(Loves to fuck you against the wall. Put one leg on his shoulder and let him stick his tongue in you. He'll hold your hips, not letting you dominate the situation. Michael likes to be in power, especially when he's making you feel squirm).
Sorry for any spelling mistakes, English is not my first language
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slasherhaven · 3 months
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Slashers with a significant other who is a cam girl and wants them to be in one of their videos? 💃
2 posts in 2 days who do I think I am? See ya'll in a year! /j
CW: NSFW
You do Cam Work and Ask the Slashers to be in your Videos:
Thomas Hewitt
Thomas is pretty conservative when it come to sex and such, but he's come around to your cam work, especially since you let him help with the details.
You like when he picks what you were or what scene you might do. You made Thomas feel like a part of it and that made him comfortable with it.
Still, he's very surprised when you ask if he wants to do a video with you. He refuses immediately and you respect that.
You ask again a while later but with more details. Like nobody would know who he was, you would keep his face out of the shot, and the two of you will do whatever he is comfortable with.
Your first video with him is of you riding him. His head isn't in the shot but the rest of his frame is. The size difference goes hard and your audience agrees.
Thomas is a flustered mess when you sit to read with comments with him. Everyone is talking about the new man in your video, gushing about how big he is and how attentive he is. Even with his size it seems your audience could sense his gentle soul, commenting on the chemistry you both have and how they would love to see him again!
Thanks to all the lovely comments, Thomas agrees to do another video even if he doesn't see himself putting his face on camera any time soon.
Michael Myers
Michael honestly does not care that you do cam work.
When you first ask him to be in a video, he pretty much ignores it.
But when you ask again some time later he doesn't see why not.
As long as his face isn't in the video or anything, you can film it, he doesn't really care.
The videos you make with him afterwards are pretty similar to your first video with him.
Usually you bent over while Michael fucks you to tears.
Michael is barely in the shot most of the time. Sometimes it just a close up on you, other times it includes Michael but only ever getting at high as his chest.
Everyone is obsessed with your mystery man. Where did he come from? What was that scar from? Can we see more of him please!!!
Jason Voorhees
We all know that Jason's comfort levels with sex is extremely low and it takes a while for him to become comfortable with physical intimacy. So cam work is certainly going to take some time for him to come around to.
And once he's become more comfortable with that, it's going to take a whole lot longer before he feels comfortable being in a video.
When he does decide to give it a go, he is a real hit!
He refuses to show his face on camera and you do whatever it takes to make sure he is as comfortable as possible.
Before Jason says you can use his name in videos and descriptions, your audience referred to him as 'the gentle giant', which is completely accurate!
No matter your usual content, Jason is nothing but gentle with you when he's in a video.
Brahms Heelshire
Watches your videos over and over again, he loves them. He'll watch you record them and watch them later once you've posted them. He can't get enough.
He's already got his pants off when you ask if he wants to be in one of your videos. You end up fucking even though you're not filming it.
He actually doesn't have much of a problem with having his face on camera. He's still a little insecure about his facial burns but you have alleviated most of that by this point.
And after the first video and he reads all those positive comments. Some are as horny for him as they are for you.
Fully embraces his new pornstar identity. He's insufferable.
He'll be in any video you want and your audience love watching you take care of your needy brat.
Bo Sinclair
Bo is in fully support of your work, it brings some money in and he gets to watch your videos. Even if his possessiveness still often gets the better of him. Whenever he reads comments of people praising you, Bo has an insatiable need to bend you over something just to prove a point.
Gets all cocky and arrogant when you ask if he wants to be in a video.
Needless to say, he agrees to do it.
And he takes to it pretty easily. He knows how to get all of his favourite reactions from you, how to get you pleading and begging for him, and he wants everyone watching to know.
Bo is arrogant and always smirking when the camera is on but it performs well.
He likes to how the camera and film himself entering you. He really does have a terrible ego.
Vincent Sinclair
It gets Vincent flustered, he could admit that, but he appreciates the artistic side of it all. It takes more effort and consideration than one might think!
He likes helping you get ready for a video and taking care of you afterwards.
He's hesitant when you first ask if he wants to be in a video. A part of him wants to do it with you but he's not confident enough in himself.
But he loves making you feel good and at this point he knows he's good at it, so he gives it a try. You can film them without posting them after all, like practise runs.
He may never show his face but he doesn't mind having his body on camera. Sometimes he even just hides his face with his hair instead of keeping his head out of the shot completely.
On Vincent's more self-conscious days, he'll film close ups of him fingering you instead.
He's very good with his hands and your audience agrees. They are very jealous of you.
Lester Sinclair
Lester is pretty neutral on your work, but of course he absolutely loves your videos.
He's mostly just surprised and flustered when you first ask if he wants to be in one of your videos. He thinks you're perfect so he understands why people would want to watch you, but he doesn't really see why people would want to watch him.
But he still agrees to it because he's your biggest supporter!!!
Your audience love the chemistry and intimacy between you both, leaving comments about how real your videos feel.
The videos that perform best are usually the ones where the two of you forgot you were even filming, just giggling together and enjoying each other. Lester gets all nervous and shy when the camera turns on, which is adorable, but forgetting that the camera is there really does help him perform better, the sweetheart.
Your audience love your more thought out and planned videos but appreciate the occasional more relaxed video with your sweet boyfriend.
Bubba Sawyer
Super flustered by your work but he's supportive.
Is super surprised and nervous when you ask if he wants to be in a video.
He agrees to give it a try once you explain that you can always delete it and nobody has to see it if he changes his mind or doesn't like it.
Bubba is just a big sweetie really, and you know just how to turn him into a squirming, blubbering mess.
And your audience love to watch you do it!
In later video's you do, you use the viewers' comments to fluster him even further. Using all the kindest and sweetest comments that say how lovely he is .
Come on, Bubs, they love you, they're being so nice. Why don't you say thank you?
Billy Lenz
Billy loves watching your videos and when you ask if he wants to be in a video with you, he is so excited!
He's completely down to make some home videos but he's a little unsure about putting it online for other people to see.
So you make it so his face isn't visible and let him watch the final edit before uploading it. He thinks it's so hot, he can't say no.
Honestly, you could do really well with just audios alone though. People will go wild for it. Billy unable to keep his mouth shut, all those desperate moans and whines and noises, the sticky wet slapping of skin. Honestly, a video element is just a bonus at this point.
And who gets off to the video the most? Billy obviously!
Asa Emory (The Collector)
Asa monitors your accounts anyway, even if you don't know it. He wants to know what you're posting and how people are responding. Don't want any bullies or trolls, right?
He's probably tried to manipulate you into suggesting it anyway.
He doesn't have much of a problem with your cam work, he's just a possessive bastard and would love to claim you in front of your entire audience.
The mask stays on!
Okay, he designs a new mask to avoid any chance of self criminalisation but whatever.
You two can make it big in BDSM communities.
Ties you up, blindfolds you, gags you. Whatever he feels like, but often seems to focus the camera on your reactions rather than on what he is doing to you. Studying his favourite little specimen.
Your audience already adored you of course, but they also love this new Dom you brought it.
There is no doubt as to who you belong to now.
Jesse Cromeans (Chromeskull)
Obviously Jesse has no problem with being on camera and he already has a pretty big ego, so he'll probably even wear the Chromeskull mask. It's his signature whether it's for his snuff films or your cam work.
Like Asa, you do absolute numbers in the BDSM community. Everyone is very pleased with his fully suited up, masked Dom that you brought in.
He already has his Chromeskull persona all fleshed out so he just brings that energy to your videos.
He's a sadistic Dom and you might have to upload an Aftercare video at some point just to reassure your more loyal audience that you're alright and always well taken care of afterwards.
Otis Driftwood
Is obviously a fan of your videos and isn't going to stop you from making them. You aren't actually fucking anyone else, so he's cool with it. And if he feels particularly jealous or possessive at some point, he knows he's the only one who can actually pin you down and have his way with you.
Oh yeah, he's down to make a few videos with you. He's probably got some old tapes of his own somewhere, long forgotten. He's not shy.
Says the filthiest shit, it kinda becomes his think on your platform.
Otis can be absolutely disgusting but, fortunately, there is an audience for that and they flood to your videos.
Calls you all sorts of names, asks you if you get off on knowing everyone is going to watch him fuck you. That everyone is going to see all the things you let him do to you.
Baby Firefly
Baby loves that you do cam work, she loves performing. She happily does your hair and makeup, she helps you pick out costumes and which toys you'll use in that video.
Hell, she's even filmed a video or two for you!
She's your number one supporter so of course she jumps on camera as soon as you ask if she wants to be in a video.
The two of you are all dolled up and she's magnetic, the audience love her as much as they love you.
The two of you are absolute menaces if you decide to do a livestream, pulling in huge donations because Baby is going to pout and taunt. Why should the two of you put on a show if they're not showing their appreciation properly?
Baby is the type to respond to very low donations with "it's alright, you can just say you're poor". She never promised to play nice and she just thinks you're worth more than that!!!
You end up apologising for her.
People are into it though.
Yautja (Predator)
Your mate doesn't quite get it but he's cool with it.
Is hard as soon as you ask if he wants to be in a video. Yautja's aren't very conservative or prudish when it comes to sex and nudity, so you weren't too surprised.
He loves the thought of taking you, of claiming you, and everyone knowing that you're his mate. That he's a worthy mate for you.
Even when he's a regular feature in your videos, he doesn't completely understand it, he just knows he's into it.
Everyone loves to watch you try to take him fully, the struggle, the determination, the satisfaction when you manage it.
You have cornered the Monster Fucker market. They don't know if it's real, if it's a very elaborate costume, or very realistic animation, either way they are eating it up.
All the other performers who use alien dildos and such are super jealous, obviously.
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maxxie-boo · 8 months
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Slashers with an S/O who gets lost easily
Request: No
A/N: As someone with no sense of direction….mood. As always critiques are appreciated! 
Brief Summary: Slashers with an S/O who gets lost easily
Mentions: Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, Pyramid Head, Billy/Stu, Legion, Jennifer Check
Tags: Fluff, Cursing
Song Rec: Sia - Cheap Thrills
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Thomas Hewitt:
This is exactly how you ended up in bum fuck Texas. You can’t tell me otherwise. 
 However, getting lost wasn’t the worst thing that could happen because you met the biggest sweetheart you've ever met, Thomas. 
Thomas, however, gets really stressed out about how easily you get lost. He’s very protective of the people he cares about and the first time you got lost he assumed you got kidnapped or were murdered. He wandered around the area all night to look for you. 
He was so relieved when he found you mostly uninjured and promptly escorted you back to the house. From that point on he would either walk with you if you ever needed to leave the house or if he couldn’t he’d ask his momma who was always happy to oblige. 
Hoyt makes fun of you for it but shuts up when Thomas or Luda Mae glare at him. Monty just thinks it's funny. 
Bubba Sawyer:
You could have sworn the turn off the freeway was supposed to take you to California and not…..wherever you were. 
Luckily there was a gas station and you were able to stop to try and ask for directions.
Drayton was nice about trying to give you directions but honestly, you couldn’t follow them at all.
Nubbins doesn’t get what's so hard about it but then again my dude practically lives on the road.
Bubba on the other hand thinks is kind of cute. You always get so flustered when he has to come to get you when you wander a little far from the house and get lost. 
He doesn’t mind though. Just another excuse to hold your hand. 
Michael Myers:
He was just as confused as you were when you emerged from the bushes claiming that your house was on the other side. When you realized it was the Myers’ house and not yours you felt so embarrassed. 
Feeling defeated you finally realized that Michael was standing there and not noticing who you were speaking to you tried to ask him for directions.
He just stared at you for an uncomfortable amount of time but then motioned for you to just follow him.
If Michael can figure out how to drive home from Smith’s Grove he could figure out where you live. Though, why he was helping you is a question that he can’t answer. Maybe he pitied you or thought it was cute. Who knows? Certainly not him. But since then he was usually the first one to find you when you got lost. It was almost like he was following you.
Jason Voorhees:
You caught Jason off guard when you suddenly knocked on the door of his cabin to ask for directions. He wasn’t going to answer the door at first but when he saw how scared and frustrated you looked he couldn’t help himself.
He also caught you off guard. You heard rumors of a possible bogeyman who murders campers but when he opened the door you were too distracted by his sexy broad chest. 
After attempting to get your brain to think you explain to him that you're lost and needed help getting back to the camp.
This confused him a bit. The camp was maybe half a mile away from his cabin in one direction. He tried to explain this the best he could using hand motions but the confused look on your face was more than enough to tell him that you weren’t getting it. 
He didn’t like going near the camp in broad daylight but he also knew if you stayed too long people would start to look for you. So, he sucked it up and escorted you as close to camp as he could. 
As you walked behind him you couldn’t help but wonder about his back muscles, or his arm muscles, or really any part of his body that may or may not be muscular.
Since then, just to get to see him, you would purposely get lost in the woods. He picked up on this pretty quickly and was rather flattered that you wanted to spend time with him. 
Brahms Heelshire:
Oh Lord, you got back way late from leaving the house and to say Brahms was upset is an understatement. He didn’t even want you to leave in the first place but Malcome was out of town and you needed groceries.
He understood the need for food but for you to be so late coming back was unacceptable. He was so scared that you left him and that thought was absolutely unbearable. 
It took a few hours of constant attention for him to calm down enough for you to explain that you have a poor sense of direction. That learning to drive on the left side of the road was very disorienting for you and didn’t help the situation at all. 
It felt like he ignored your explanation, or was just not accepting it. He just held you tightly and told you that you weren't allowed to leave the house anymore. That the two of you could figure something else out. 
Pyramid Head:
Silent Hill was a big place with lots of labyrinthian-like areas due to rubble, fences, or monsters. So, getting lost was understandable since it was very easy. Especially if you didn’t really know the place.
That's ok! Pyramid Head didn’t mind walking with you around town. In fact, he preferred it so that he could protect you from said monsters, or really anything that he considered to be dangerous.
However, there was one day that you left on your own in search of supplies. You figured you knew the area well enough but boy were you wrong.
About an hour of walking passes and you were sure you had passed the same bus stop bench at least 20 times now. 
After seeing it for the 21st time you decided to just sit on it with a sigh while you wished your monster man was here with you. 
As if on cue, the big man himself sits right next to you on the bench. Seeing him was a huge relief for you. You wrapped your arms around his and leaned in close; his cold skin feeling nice against the heat of your face.
Ghostface (Billy and Stu): 
When it happened the first time Stu and Billy didn’t give you any flack for getting lost. It happens to everyone at some point. Especially since you're new to the area. 
But when it happened a 4th time and in the same area. Stu couldn’t stop cracking jokes. 
He’d say “On the fifth, we get a free t-shirt” or “Every time we have to get you you owe me a kiss, take out, and/or 5 bucks”
 Billy thinks this is rather endearing. He likes being needed for something so simple and the smile on your face when you see him walk up makes him feel good.
He's a patient guy and he likes helping you out when he can. It's a nice change of pace.
Legion (Frank):
How’d you manage to get lost in the entity’s realm?
Cause like… there's only one real place to go for survivors outside of the trials and yet here you were…standing in front of Frank who definitely knew you were there and totally didn’t get scared when you popped up.
You explained to him that you got bored and decided to go for a walk but the fog around the area was really thick and made it difficult for you to see. 
“Uh huh ... .That's an acceptable answer,” his voice very obviously full of sarcasm as he crossed his arms over his chest. 
His attitude frustrated you and you attempted to leave. He stopped you and tried to apologize but it was half-assed. 
However, his face turned serious as he explained that it would be best if he led you back to the campfire. When you asked him why he continued on explaining that you were really lucky that it was him you ran into and not someone more dangerous who would have run you down without a second thought.
Ok, you had to admit, that was a pretty scary thought. So, you just let the man escort you back but on the way, you talked and found that you hit it off really well. Maybe you should get lost more often. 
Jennifer Check:
You never really knew how but Jennifer was always able to find you when you got lost. She’d call herself a bitch but it was like she had your scent and could track you. 
It bothered you a bit at first but you quickly got used to it since you got lost fairly often. It's not your fault that walking to music causes your mind to wander to the point where you’re no longer on this plane of existence. Who else is going to enjoy the music videos that your fake scenarios make up?
Jennifer would scold you when she found you and then pull you into a tight hug. She liked keeping you close and safe from people who could snatch you away. Her chest would get tight when it took longer than normal to find you. 
You’d always apologize to her in kisses, cuddles, and take-out. In fact, she demanded it as payment for making her worry so much. 
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creepswrites · 10 months
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Dear, writter
May i've a request for Thomas hewitt, Bubba Sawyer,bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, and Vince Sinclair, With a hot wife fem reader, I want to see their life being a father to a hot fem reader. Because that is my dream. 💫Fluff💫
Please.... Your writing is so gorgeous 💋💋 master 🌹🌹🌹
Thank you so much
From your followers:
@kawaistrawberry21
awww i'm glad you like my writing!! hopefully you enjoy this :D
SLASHERS with a F! S/O who is their hot wife
THOMAS HEWITT
Everyone in town was shocked when you and Thomas got married
Thomas included but he never said anything about it
His family thought you were way out of his league, Hoyt was never afraid to comment on this to your face
But you love Thomas, he was a good man
So when he'd finally, finally, proposed to you, of course you'd said yes
When he found out you were having his child? He was over the moon
Luda May was almost as overjoyed, already making arrangements for the baby's room, making clothes, etc
She couldn't wait to be a grandmother and Thomas couldn't wait to be a father
When the baby's due date was getting closer, you could tell Thomas was nervous about if the baby would come out looking like him
But you reassured him that, no matter what your baby looked like, you would love it the same way you loved him
He was good with the baby, so gentle and patient, always happy to help when it cried
If Hoyt ever tried to give either of you a hard time, Thomas actually violently defended you, sometimes tossing Hoyt across the room with one arm
He'd never let anything hurt you or your baby
BUBBA SAWYER
Like Thomas, everyone was surprised when you and Bubba got married
Though his family were far more excited about it! After all, their brother was quite the catch
You got along well with his family even before you moved in, with Chop Top and Nubbins always commenting to Bubba how lucky he was to have such a hot wife
It always made your husband get all flustered, babbling soft nonsense. He was cute
When you got pregnant, Bubba and the Sawyer family were over the moon
Family was extremely important to them and they were happy for you and Bubba
When Nubbins made a very ugly little hat for the baby, you accepted it but told him gently it'd be too big for their head but that you'd grow into it. He was excited about that prospect
Chop Top and Drayton helped Bubba set up the nursery so you could just relax
And when the baby was born, Bubba was so scared of holding something so fragile and precious
But you helped him, guiding his arms to hold the baby, and he was in shock and awe
He'd never thought he'd get married, much less to someone as gorgeous as you, and have a child together
Bubba was a nervous father, usually letting your kid get away with anything so you had to be the rule-setter when it came to the kid
His brothers were menaces when it came to babysitting their niece or nephew
But both you and Bubba were happy. He'd protect you both, no matter what
BO SINCLAIR
Honestly? This was a major win in Bo's mind
If you think he doesn't show off for you, you're wrong. That man takes every opportunity to
He also definitely flexed to his brothers about scoring the hottest wife ever
Of course, his brothers were very nice and respectful with you, though Bo wouldn't let them be too friendly
He's got a jealousy streak
Whenever visitors arrive to Ambrose, he's always got his arm around you or bragging about you when you're not around
He's whipped, you've got him wrapped around your finger
But when you tell him your pregnant, you're shocked at how scared he becomes
Of course, he doesn't show it visibly, but you know your husband and you can tell when he's nervous about something
Eventually, when he starts trying to pull away from you, you corner him and make him talk
Some yelling and fighting ensues but he caves, confessing he's scared he wouldn't be a good father. I mean, he didn't exactly have the best role model and he didn't want you or your babies to suffer for it
But you reminded him you were in this together and he'd relax a little
You had twins, because of course you did, but this only seemed to make Bo all the more anxious
He didn't exactly... know what to do with a baby? He'd never really been around infants so he's looking to you for help on this one
When they're a bit older though, he'll let them hang out in the auto shop with him when he works
One day you come home to find him asleep on the couch with the twins curled up on his chest and you just melt
He's a good dad and a good husband
VINCENT SINCLAIR
Vincent was shocked you'd said yes when he proposed
He didn't consider himself attractive in the slightest but you said yes?!
I mean, you were stunning, he'd stared at you constantly even when you were dating and it certainly didn't stop when you were married
Bo and Lester were definitely jealous, teasing him to see him get flustered over how lucky he was
Unlike Bo, when he found out you were pregnant, he was excited
Nervous, absolutely, but everyone is nervous when they're having their first kid
He's so wary for you though, nearly had you on bedrest the entire pregnancy because he feared the worst
One time he caught you standing on a chair to reach something and he nearly had a conniption
But the twins came - because of course they were twins - and were healthy and beautiful
Vincent is so gentle with them, like they're the most precious things in the world to them
He makes little wax sculptures for their room to decorate it
Definitely encourages and supports creative hobbies for the kids! He gets them finger paints and crayons and the like
You've woken up in the night because of the babies crying but Vincent is already up, ready to help
Vincent's mastered carrying them both with an arm each and its very cute
Sometimes you catch him holding one of the twins and humming softly to them as they sleep in his arms, just swaying together in the kitchen
You feel so lucky but he feels even luckier to have you and your kids
LESTER SINCLAIR
Lester is by far the most... stable? So you'd been instantly drawn to that about him
He'd always get so flustered, bringing you flowers and blushing like a madman while you were dating
It took him the longest to propose to you though, he always felt like you were waaaay out of his league
Visitors came and would gawk at you and he'd feel a twinge of jealousy at the reminder that yeah, you could have anyone
But he did propose to you and you said yes because you wanted him, not anyone else
Neither of you had any shame in PDA, often holding hands or kissing in front of visitors
You lived with Lester and Jonesy in a little house on the outskirts of the town, surrounded by trees and very peaceful compared to the horrors of Ambrose
It had actually been Lester who suggested having a kid or two running around. After all, he had two older brothers so he was used to that business in a house with lots of people living in it
Over time, the two of you would have two kids, but they weren't twins
Lester was a good dad too! He was attentive and loving but he didn't let them get away with too much
He'd teach them how to shoot when they were a bit older because it was a fond memory he had with his own dad
Of course, Lester didn't have the best dad to draw comparison to
But at least he knew what not to do. Surely that counted for something?
You'd come home from working a short shift to find Lester and the kids playing in the backyard, running about with Jonesy as they played soccer
Both you and Lester would do anything for your kids and you knew he'd do anything for you
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angled-blade · 1 year
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Being childhood friends with the Slashers
Slashers; Billy Lenz, Bubba Sawyer, Ghostface (Billy Loomis + Stu Macher), Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers (OG + RZ), Thomas Hewitt
To think that you were so close with them, it’s almost as if it weren’t coincidental.
• Billy Lenz
You only recall Billy as one of the only friends you had who had been so willing to try out all the weird dares back in middle school. You were fond of his strange antics, as it made you giggle at times. You kept his secrets as well, pinky promising him. Billy was really happy that day, his small hand holding yours the whole time. You never really thought you’d ever interact with him again after he had been pulled from public schooling altogether.
“___… ___’s here! Billy’s gotta call.. Right? Right! ___’s coming here!” Billy whispered under his breath, barely able to contain himself as he picked up the rotary right as you stepped inside the sorority home. He saw you from the attic window, your appearance remarkably the same, in which he identified in an instant. It made him giddy.
“Hello?” A voice responded. Someone that wasn’t you. Billy began to scream, his screams were calling for you all while he was simultaneously insulting the person on the other end. You were concerned, though you held the phone to your ear when one of the girls handed it to you teary eyed before exiting. 
You didn’t expect to hear someone blabbering expletives and curses on the other end as he signed off with the name, ‘Billy’. What you didn’t expect was to recognise that voice, no matter how loud and unintelligible it was.
“Billy.. Billy..” That was when you realised, shock overtaking you. “Is that really you, Billy?” You murmured. You looked around the room nervously, though you were relieved that nobody was around.
“___!” He cheered, repositioning himself on his stomach as his kicked his legs. He was absolutely delighted to know you still remembered him, a coo escaping him.
• Bubba Sawyer
You had known the Sawyers since you were little, your family having been quite close with them as your father had been working at the same slaughterhouse as they did. With the automation of the slaughterhouse, your parents decided to move in response to it, much to your protests that went ignored. After moving away, contact with them began to lessen and got a lot more harder—though you missing them had gotten a whole lot more bigger, especially for Bubba. He was always so kind to you. 
You didn’t expect your visit through the heart of Texas to have you running into the man you missed.
You saw that Bubba had been maskless, washing his face and his bloodied arms in the pond,  maybe he was finished with butchering meat. The pond tugged at your heartstrings, seeing that it was where he and you always went to whenever your parents were busy. 
“Bubba!” You hollered his name, your voice startling him at first. When he saw you, he was quick in running over to you. His pig-like squeals were amplified, wrapping his arms around you tightly. To the average person, those sounds from him would be unnerving—but you found it a familiar sort of assurance.
• Ghostface
  • Billy Loomis
Billy was initially distant with you when you tried to talk to him at school, though he crawled back to you at the end of the day, shyly asking to be your friend in school. He would excitedly talk to you about movies, more specifically action. You reciprocated by rambling about the movies you’ve watched, too. Billy became something of a quiet protector, though, you two were already difficult to tear from one another in the first place, as it resulted in Billy being petty in the ways he sought for your attention. This friendship continued on until you made it to Woodsboro High, Billy making sure to keep his eye on you as he continued on with his plan.
Billy patted at the seat beside him, a smug smile across his features as he began to eat at his sandwich. You followed suit, setting down the books you had been holding onto from the previous class. 
“How’s Mrs. Lake? She any good of a teacher?” Billy asked, chuckling at the sight of you huffing in frustration.
“Don’t even talk about it.. Anything you up to tonight?” You changed the subject, Billy catching onto it quickly, having known you for a long while. He nodded, a smile appearing now.
“I’m going to make a call tonight, nothing much, really.” 
After answering, Billy returned to his sandwich after doing so, ending the conversation right after.
  • Stu Macher
Stu had been dubbed as a problematic child long before you were even enrolled into the school. From what was honestly meant to be a day long interest in the new kid, Stu found himself quickly getting attached to you. He honestly craved the fact that you readily accepted him as he was and helped him focus on class in that really gentle way you did. Imagine his reaction when he heard the news that the school had offered you to be his aid in class, with you accepting it in a heartbeat? He was absolutely ecstatic. This arrangement continued until you two were in Woodsboro High, that fact itself had him quietly grateful. 
“Uh, hey ___?” You hummed softly, indicating to him that you were listening. His tone alone already had you knowing what it was that he wanted. You quickly passed him your notes for him to copy down. 
Stu smiled wide, patting your back as he always did. You knew that he couldn’t help the fact that he struggled finding ways to focus, so you always made sure to keep things easy for him to understand and recognise. By then, you always got the news from Stu as he boasted about the grades he had improving significantly.
“Andddd.. It’s all thanks to you~” Stu cooed, hugging you gently—which was uncharacteristic, but it showed how grateful he was. 
• Jason Voorhees
You were practically attached to the hip with Jason, having been promoted to being his buddy throughout the time you were in camp. You didn’t mind it all. You met him purely by accident, being far more interested at the drawings he made at the bench that was behind the mess hall. Jason’s mother saw you, and the rest was history. You didn’t understand what was it with the others attending camp, but you made sure to protect him whenever you could from those bullies. You were pulled away from camp due to complications that you never knew. You honestly felt heartbroken when you found out what really happened.
Years passed.
No matter how long it had been, you couldn’t help but feel as if you failed Jason. 
You shed many tears for him once you found out. If only you weren’t sick on that day, you could have stopped those cruel kids from throwing him in.
Here you were, resting white chrysanthemums on the bridge, right by the spot where it happened. It was quiet, as you would have expected, really.
You were startled by the sight of a hulking man donning a hockey mask as he stared at you.
What you didn’t expect was him dropping to his knees as if he didn’t want to intimidate you.
• Michael Myers
  • ’78/OG
OG clung onto you similarly to a cat with a toy trapped in its jaws, unwilling to let go. His possessiveness over you was as prominent as it could possibly appear, making sure that he scared away the boys and girls who shyly came up to you in an attempt to play. You were his only playmate, never to play with another unless you wanted to betray him. That fact remained prevalent even after the incident on Halloween, due to your aura seeming unwelcoming to others ever since that day onwards.
You watched the news, overwhelmed with emotion as you read the headline over and over.
MICHAEL AUDREY MYERS: ‘EVIL INCARNATE’ PATIENT BREAKS OUT FROM SMITH’S GROVE SANATORIUM AFTER DECADE-LONG DORMANCY
“After all this time, you decide on escaping now.” You murmured, checking the calender. You sighed quietly at the coincidence. You felt a presence behind you a good few feet away, feeling eyes on your back. Having known Michael for as long as you did, a small smile now formed on your face.
“How fitting for you. Welcome home, Michael.” You whispered, turning around to face your friend after so long.
  • RZ
RZ didn’t expect to make friends, seeing how it was his family that had him endure terrible treatment at school. He was surprised that you became someone who he felt protective over, being sure to keep an ear out for anybody who dare speak ill of you. While his size was puny in comparison to the other boys at school, he sure knew how to torment someone. RZ often pulled mean pranks, even going far to put his hobby of photography into the mix of the student’s bags. He even made sure to get the most gruesome shots to creep them out further. They stopped after a while, and he was never really caught per say… until that fateful night of Halloween, of course.
You didn’t know if it was purely by luck, but Michael found you as he basked in the aftermath of his murder spree. You were heading home, feeling eyes on you. You shivered, assuming it was due to a heightened paranoia ever since Michael had been taken away to the sanatorium.
You returned home, placing your keys on the side table. It was once you heard the back door creak open did you whip your head in its direction. Before you stood a man in a boiler suit who donned a white rubber mask. You remembered it all too well, knowing how it was one of a kind.
One thing that you knew especially was that mask your Michael wore on that Halloween night.
“Michael..” You muttered, his hand grabbed at his mask. He removed it, unveiling the long hair that he hid under it, further proving your statement. He stepped forward, his hand out for you to take.
• Thomas Hewitt
You were extremely close with the Hewitts, despite your parents warning you that it wasn’t for the best to form attachments; especially with people and places that aren’t permanent. You went ahead and did it anyway, being friends with Thomas Hewitt. He was the youngest of the Hewitt family and you learnt that he was really skillful with his hands in sewing. When you left you given Luda Mae your number for him to take. In exchange, he gave you a handmade handkerchief as his own version of goodbye to you right before you left, which made you cry on the spot. You kept in touch with him regularly as you moved, your relationship with him remaining as close as ever despite the distance.
“Guess what, Tommy!” You said, holding the phone closer to your ear as you felt your excitement course through you.
A grunt of curiosity escaped him, allowing you to elaborate on your words. He was in his bedroom, his head tilted to the right to avoid holding the phone as he sewed.
“I’m passing through Texas for something. Do you know what it means, Tom?” You asked giddily, your voice airy and light—indicating your elation. Thomas perked up at that, a few chuffs from him as if he wasn’t sure about it entirely, but a good feeling began to form. 
“I’m going to meet—no, I’ll be meeting you soon!” You answered, unable to keep it quiet any longer.
Thomas paused on his sewing, making sure he heard that right.
“We’re finally going to be able to catch up face to face after—how long has it been? Ah, it’s been so long…” You sighed as you moved on to ramble what you could do.
With that confirmation, Thomas reacted with his foot thumping against the wooden flooring excitedly.
Sure, Hoyt was annoyed, but Thomas couldn’t care in that moment.
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screamiac · 1 year
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(AFAB reader)
Y/N throwing themselves onto the bed : I have cramps.
Slasher, lowkey flirting : You know what could help with that?
Y/N, dramatically, face buried into a pillow : Killing myse-
Slasher : nO-
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gandalfspinkwig · 1 year
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HOW SLASHERS WOULD REACT TO WALKING IN ON YOU CHANGING (IF Y'ALL WERE FRIENDLY. SOMEHOW.)
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SUMMARY: Reactions from certain slashers if they walked in you whilst you were changing. If you're friendly. Somehow.
PAIRINGS: Various!Slashers x AFAB!Reader
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Includes OG!Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Otis B. Driftwood, Norman Bates, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Brown Hewitt, Billy Lenz, Carrie White, Tiffany Valentine, Chucky, Freddy Krueger, Nubbins Sawyer, Chop Top Sawyer, Lester Sinclair and RZ!Michael Myers.
WARNINGS: Nudity, Mummy and Daddy Kink, Some of the slashers being pervs (*cough cough* Freddy *cough cough*), Fembodied!Reader, Reader is a teenager in Carrie's part otherwise they are an adult in the others etc.
OG!MICHAEL MYERS
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Stands there.
Looks you up and down.
Nods and then leaves.
JASON VOORHEES
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This precious, sweet little baby
Stands there. Flustered under his mask.
Turns and leaves. Bless his heart.
BRAHMS HEELSHIRE
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Stares. He's typically obsessed with his S/O.
Tiddies.
Probably would call you "mummy".
I mean, he's seen you in the walls.
Wall gremlin.
Would hug you and bury his face in your tits.
House train him y'all.
BILLY LOOMIS + STU MACHER
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Billy looks you up and down and smirks teasingly.
Stu, on the other hand, walks in and then walks out.
If it's both of the boys, they both grin.
BO SINCLAIR
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Stares. Smirks teasingly.
Leans against the doorframe and watches you.
"Don't mind me, darlin'" is all he says.
VINCENT SINCLAIR
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Stares.
Stands neutrally and just stares.
He's baby.
OTIS B. DRIFTWOOD
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It's definitely no accident that Otis walks in on you.
If it is an accident, he just walks past you and does whatever he's doing in your shared room.
He looks you up and down and says "Nice tits,".
NORMAN BATES
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Confused. He's so precious and innocent about it.
His 'Mother' personality is screaming at him to get out.
Leaves and apologises profusely.
BUBBA SAWYER
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Makes confused Bubba noises.
Drayton didn't teach him about a situation like this.
Throws you his apron to cover you up with, whilst covering his eyes.
THOMAS BROWN HEWITT
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This beautiful gentleman.
Would stare for a few moments before averting his eyes.
He closes the door so Hoyt doesn't see you.
BILLY LENZ
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This attic goblin.
Has probably seen you naked when he's watched you.
Would probably lick his lips.
Stares. 100000% stares.
CARRIE WHITE
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It's a complete accident. This sweet girl.
You're probably her only friend ngl
Covers her eyes and runs out, closing the door behind her.
TIFFANY VALENTINE + CHUCKY
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Tiffany is probably super polite about it. She just stands and talks to you as you change. She gives input on your outfit.
Chucky, on the other hand, looks you up and down, smirking. Probably makes some lewd comment.
Tiffany hits Chucky on the back of the head for that.
FREDDY KRUEGER
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Somehow, he manages to get out of your dreams into the real world.
He looks you up and down, making some lewd comment, and flirts with you.
Leaves after you throw your slipper at him.
NUBBINS SAWYER
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HE'S ALIVE IN THIS Y'ALL.
Grabs his camera and takes a picture of you.
Keeps it in his little fur pouch thing he has in the gif.
CHOP TOP SAWYER
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He just wanted to show you a new album that he definitely didn't steal.
Stares, waving the record in his hand. Looks you up and down.
He just walks in and continues talking about the album.
LESTER SINCLAIR
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Accidentally walks in and profusely apologises and runs out.
He accidentally runs into the door, knocking his hat off his head.
Apologises a million times, closing the door behind him.
RZ!MICHAEL MYERS
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Unlike OG!Michael, RZ!Michael takes time to look at you up and down, examining your body.
Hugs you. For some reason.
Pokes your breasts. Tilts his head.
Leaves.
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whiskehorange · 1 year
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How the Slashers Would Treat Your Stuffed Animals
literally pissing and crying writing this right neow.
Also, Happy New Years Loves! I wish everyone and myself a better 2023, I couldn't ask for better supporters ♥♥
Michael
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Stabs them repeatedly when youre not home until theyre nothing but a shredded mess like an untrained dog and when you confront him he denies it like you've accused him of murder.
Wait-
Jason
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Kisses each one on the forehead goodnight like he's going to be deployed in the morning. Comes home the next day with glass display cases for you to put your favorites/ most valuable in. Even buys them personalized stickers and trinkets to but in and on their box like he's assigned them their own personalities.
Freddy
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Punches each and every one of them in the face as hard as he can like they all own him a grand each right in front of you, laughing until he violently shit himself while you scream at him to leave them alone.
Bubba
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Gives each one their own day to help/follow him around the farm (carrying them around in one arm or aggressively stuffing them down his pants when he needs to use both hands) while actively getting them dirty with blood, dirt, and shit or tearing them in the process of being so unintentionally violent.
Thomas
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Gives them dirty looks when they touch his stuff but actively grows very fond of them and shares all of the family drama and tea with them when they are alone. The dirty looks shift to you when you walk in on a heated tea spill session.
Brahms
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Steals them from you.
Humps them.
Cries and denies taking them if you find them before he's able to "sneakily" put them back where he got them.
Billy
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Refuses to acknowledge them and absolutely refuses to touch them, but buys you more and more whenever he's out by himself. When you leave the room he apologizes for ignoring them all day and adds the new friend to your collection. Has to turn them away when the two of you do the dirty.
Stu
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Gives them all government first, middle, and last names and doesn't forget them either. Also constantly buy you new ones whenever he sees them and issues them names, social security numbers, and jobs before he even gives them to you. Makes them beef with each other.
Norman
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Dresses up and has tea parties with them. When your not home. Writes and prints hand made name tags, name plates, bibs, and beautifully crafted invitations with their own messages for all of them. Spends hours making real treats for said parties.
Hannibal
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Quietly passive aggressively threatens each of them that if hey even think about getting closer to you that he'll destuff them and use their skin as pillow covers, and will do so in front of the others. Insists that he loves them when you ask, shooting them dirty looks after you've turned around.
Bo
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Crop-dusts them if you keep them waist level and will even grab them and purposely rip the fattest, wettest, most gut wrenching, stomach rumbling, room clearing, radioactive, leg lifting fart you've ever heard right in their face and throw it at you, flipping you off as he walks away.
Vincent
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Makes them all their own little wax sculpture the same color as their fur and keeps them on a shelf above where you keep yours. Still doesn't have the heart to tell you that he stole one from you once to sculpt and accidentally dropped it in a vat of wax and had to dump the whole basin because it was ruined. Claims you must have just misplaced it.
Lester
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Makes you homemade, roadkill fur stuffed abominations that smell like the wettest of shit and will set them right next to yours on your bed/shelf. Can never remember the names of your stuffed ones and called them something not even close to what they are, thinking he's 100% right. Pets them unconsciously if he's standing next to them and just mindlessly talking.
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How big I think the slashers are:
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5 inches:
bubba but probably thick, stu
6 inches:
art the clown, Bo, Lester, Vincent maybe 7, Billy loomis
7 inches:
Vincent, Brahms, Billy lenz
8 inches:
Michael, candyman, pinhead
9 inches:
jason voorhees
10 inches:
Pyramid head
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bitchyglitterfox · 1 year
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Sucking Off The Slashers Headcannons Pt 1
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Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT, cock sucking, Micheal Myers gets his own warning.
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Thomas Hewitt
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He is very caring when you suck him off, does not force his cock any further than is comfortable for you.
Will rub his thumb gently against your cheek as you have his cock all the way down your throat while coating your throat with his come.
Thinks you look so pretty with tears streaming down your face
Bubba Sawyer
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Like Thomas will rub your cheeks as you take him down your throat
Is not a selfish lover, will return what is given 
Likes it slow, loves when you edge him.
Micheal Myers
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DOES NOT GIVE A FUCK IF YOU CANT BREATHE!! However, he will let up if you are close to passing out. 
You got your hair in pigtails? Will use them to throat fuck your throat
Gets off and when he's finished don't expect any after care
Billy Lenz
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Drool. So much drool 
“Such a pretty piggy. Taking billy’s cock so well”
“Look at how pretty piggy is with Billy’s come covering your face” loves to come on your face instead of your throat as much as he does enjoy that as well
Brahms Heelshire
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Likes when you play with his balls while you have him balls deep, your nose pressed against the curls above the base of his cock
Loves when you suck him off in the walls, he finds a big enough gap to where 2 people can comfortably be 
Enjoys tasting the left over come in your mouth when you kiss him after getting him to finish
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angelbarelywrites · 16 days
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♡ slashers scenarios | sharing a bed
♡ fandoms; The Boy, Halloween, Texas Chainsaw Massacre (original + 2006), House of Wax, Dead by Daylight, slashers (general)
♡ characters; Brahms Heelshire, Micheal Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Vincent Sinclair
♡ reader; gender neutral
♡ cw; very suggestive content, implied smut
♡note; swapped out billy in this one bc i can’t imagine him sharing a bed with someone and not getting literally pornographic
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Brahms Heelshire
> Once he decides he wants to share the bed, he finds the biggest guest room bed and brings all of the comfiest pillows and blankets he can to make it perfect
> For you more than him, but he doesn’t feel too hurt when you push half of them to the foot of the bed
> It was a lot even for a king bed
> You’re reluctant at first, not used to sharing a bed
> But you find he’s very hard to say no to once you’re in that deep
> He tries to give you space, but it’s not long before he’s wrapped around you, clinging for dear life
> And he almost immediately falls asleep like that, head tucked into your chest
> You sigh and try and relax, petting his hair
> And you fall asleep with your hand still tangled in his black locks, holding him close to you
> You wake up to him nuzzling your neck and practically whining
> “Baby…wake up…”
> You’d ask him what the problem was…if you couldn’t feel it against your leg
> You spend most of the morning still in bed, lazily fixing his predicament
Micheal Myers
> He doesn’t get why you want him to do this
> You know he doesn’t cuddle
> You know he usually gets restless and wanders at night
> But there’s no reason to say no, and even he can’t stand how sad your pout is
> You hum and stretch, tucking yourself in and look at him expectantly
> He takes off his boots and lays on top of the covers beside you, stiff as a board
> You have to coax him to even take the mask off, but he still won’t relax
> You quickly realize he’s used to high security psych ward bunks, not big comfy queen beds full of stuffed animals
> “…do you…wanna sleep on the floor?”
> He pauses.
> Shakes his head and closes his eyes.
> After you finally fall sleep, he sits up, intending on leaving
> But you look so peaceful…he can’t help to stay and watch you. Just for a little while.
> When he touches your cheek, you press into his hand. Maybe a while longer.
> When you wake up he’s still staring at you, hand long gone from your cheek
> But once you blink awake, it creeps somewhere else..
Thomas Hewitt
> He’s almost nervous of the idea
> Y’all are certainly intimate with each other - just as intimate as you would be if you were married like his mama was planning
> But what if the family noticed you were in there? He’d kill Hoyt for calling you anything nasty-
> When he sees you in skimpy PJs, he immediately forgets his worries
> He has a huge bed because he’s a huge guy, so when you curl up in it alone, it’s almost comical
> He’s staring at you as he climbs in after you, cautiously removing his mask
> His shoulders relax a little when you smile up at him, still so amazed you can stand to look at him
>“Hold me?”
> He grunts and takes no time in pulling you flush, spooning you. He’s more relaxed than he’s been in a while, sure he’ll fall asleep in no time
> Until you give a tiny sigh and shift your hips, innocently adjusting
> It doesn’t take much for you to set him off- he’s touch starved and obsessed with you.
> Along with feeling him against your ass, you can literally hear his breathing change.
> “…Tommy baby? Want me to take care of that?”
> It takes another two hours before you fall asleep, both sticky with sweat and sated, your head laying on his broad chest.
Bubba Sawyer
> He’s so happy to have a sleepover- even if you live right down the hall in the same house (I cannot imagine you dating him and being allowed to leave the farm tbh)
> He gives you an updated tour of his room- he’s very happy to show you the collection of polaroids of you he hung up.
> You were wondering where those went
> Finally he drops you on the bed, giggling quietly
> It’s old but comfy, and he has plenty of stolen pillows and blankets, and even some stuffed bears
> He strips right on down to his heart boxers, leaving his mask on for last
> He takes it off slowly, giving you that shy look he always does
> You grin and open your arms and he’s more than happy to scoop you up with a coo.
> By the time you’re settled, you’re curled around his back
> He loves being the little spoon, even if he’s a big brute
> When you wake up he’s bursting back into the room with some slightly burnt toast for breakfast
> It’s a sudden wake up call, but a welcome one
> And you repay him in tons of kisses, all over
Vincent Sinclair
> Like some of the others he’s hesitant
> But you want him to relax, he’s been working so hard- so you take him away from the studio, and into your room
> You’re not even letting him so much as sketch until he sleeps
> He tilts his head and is almost pouting, trying to guilt you - even more so once you help him remove his wax
> Until you coax him into his stomach so you can massage his back, that is
> You’re clumsy and certainly not a professional, but your hands on him is enough to melt away the stress
> He suddenly rolls over and grabs your hips as he hears you yawn
> It’s your turn to pout down at him
> But eventually you relent and let him cradle you close to his chest as he hums a nonsense lullaby
> You keep him trapped in bed the next morning as revenge, again straddling him before he can get up to leave
> But this time, you’re most certainly not yawning
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slasherhaven · 1 year
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I don’t know if you’ve done this before but what about period sex? 🥺 I feel like the slashers are so used to blood it wouldn’t be upsetting to them. (Preferably with Thomas Hewitt because he’s my current hyper-fixation)
I honestly can't remember if I've written this. I thought I had but I can't find but even if I have, I'll happily write it again! Period sex had become a recent interest of mine to be honest...
Period Sex with The Slashers (NSFW):
Thomas Hewitt
Thomas is phased by blood in the slightest, he's been working with it since he was old enough to work after all. However, it's different when it's you that bleeding!
He panics at the slightest sign of you being hurt, always wanting to protect you.
I doubt he has any real knowledge about periods, maybe he knows that some people have them but he definitely doesn't know much more than that.
When you're on your period, he likes to fuss over you and make sure you're alright. Especially after you explained everything about your experiences and if you have bad cramps.
You have to be the one who brings up the idea of having sex when you're on your period, because he definitely won't.
You're bleeding there! He assumes that because you're bleeding it would hurt, which you figure makes sense but you'll explain that you might be more sensitive but it won't be painful.
Thomas just need some reassurances that he's not going to hurt you or anything, and becomes more eager when you mention that orgasms can actually help ease cramps.
The blood doesn't bother him at all, he's not in the slightest bit put off or grossed out, it barely even registers with him once he's reassured that you're not in pain. But he still makes sure to be extra careful with you.
You just seem so...raw, that it could be painful. So, he'll just go slow and be careful.
Since he has absolutely no problem with blood, he will go down on you with as much enthusiasm as any other day. He doesn't mind getting his hands or face dirty.
Michael Myers
Michael has no problem with the sight of blood. In face, it might even lean in the other direction.
The blood doesn't put him off, it actually entices him. Gets his blood pumping like those moments before a hunt.
You might not even have to bring up the subject. He's still plenty open for sex, no matter how heavy your flow.
Still, he's not exactly educated about periods so might assumed your injured. But once he knows you're unharmed, he just shrugs it off as mostly unimportant. Is still going to be interested in sex as he is any other day. More so maybe.
Michael loves to smear the blood around, to have his hands coated in it, smearing bloody handprints over your hips and legs and everywhere else on your body. He has no interest in keeping things clean and tidy, it's a waste of time to even lay a towel down to be honest.
He doesn't take it easy on you either, even if you are feeling more raw and sensitive. In fact, he's only encouraged by your increased squirming and the sounds you make.
Jason Voorhees
Oh sweet Jason.
Sex is already a taboo thing to him, at least in the beginning of your relationship, and so are periods.
You've helped him so much when it comes to having a healthier relationship with sex and you've also taught him plenty about periods, because he wanted to learn, wanted to help you.
Jason always treats you like you're ill when you're on your period, wanting to dote on you and make sure those cramps aren't bothering you too much.
The thought of having sex with you on those days doesn't even occur to him. Not because he thinks it's gross or because he has a phobia of blood, but because he figures it would harm you in some way. I mean, you are bleeding and Jason has only ever associated blood with pain and violence and death. Not exactly sexy.
And when you make a move on him, he's more surprised than anything. You want to do that with him while you're bleeding?
Just very worried and concerned for your wellbeing.
Once you reassure him, he's willing to try it, though. You wouldn't lead him wrong, after all.
He'll lay down the towels and be gentle with you, every touch feather light and tender.
He's not really into the blood, more just unbothered by it. It's there but he doesn't care, it's not a turn on or a turn off.
Brahms Heelshire
Brahms is a horny bastard and if you think some blood is going to put him off, you clearly don't know him well.
Blood doesn't phase him anyway, so it's really not a problem.
You don't have to reassure him or anything, he's already tugging your underwear down.
He doesn't care about making a mess, about staining sheets or surfaces that you will have to clean later.
Doesn't have many feelings about the blood itself other than enjoying the feeling of it, warm and wet.
Will dip a finger in the blood and draw a little pattern on your stomach, just for the fun of it.
Also won't care about washing up before going to sleep, curling himself around you and drifting off while his thighs are still smeared with your drying blood.
You'll have to fight him into the shower, either before he falls asleep or in the morning. Which, of course, only leads into another round but at least he's a little cleaner now.
Bo Sinclair
Bo loves marking you up, claiming you as his.
The two of you might have even given blood play a try before. Bo's definitely into it and has fantasied about it at least.
He's an asshole when you're on your period, always blames your bad mood on it, and is just a general menace.
He's also a huge tease, especially if he knows you get horny on your period.
He'll have you against the kitchen counter, push a hand under your waistband, bring you to the edge of orgasm before slipping his hand out and sucking the blood from his fingers. Leaving you flustered and unsated.
And when he does fuck you, he can't take his eyes off of where you're connected, of where the blood smears over you both.
Vincent Sinclair
Vincent isn't so interested in blood but he's seen more than enough so that it doesn't faze him.
So, he's not put off by you bleeding, he's just more concerned than anything.
If you're uncomfortable or in pain, his mind isn't going to sex. So, you'll probably have to be the one to initiate it.
He's not off put but it, just fusses to make sure you're certain and that it won't hurt you in anyway.
Puts all his focus in making sure you're comfortable.
Despite not being interested in blood in any sexual way, he does get a little curious. It's something new to explore with you and he's intrigued.
He's not very messy with it but finds that he does kind of like the way it stains the inside of your thighs at least.
Cleans you up so tenderly afterwards until there isn't a trace of blood left, just being his sweet self.
Lester Sinclair
Lester is not in anyway phased by dirt or blood or being messy in anyway.
It's not a flattering comparison but he handles roadkill everyday, he's not doing to be bothered by some blood.
The only reason he doesn't really consider having sex during those times is because he assumes you wouldn't want too. Just kinda assumed you don't desire it during that time, especially if you've ever mentioned being in pain with cramps or feeling 'gross' in someway while on your period.
However, he's not opposed to it when you suggest it. He's surprised when you hurry to assure him that it's alright if he doesn't want too, that you understand if he'd not into it while you're on your period.
Lester really doesn't care about any mess you make and you will have to be the person to grab the towels, he just wouldn't even think about it.
Doesn't care how heavy your period is, he has no fears when it comes to touching you or bringing you pleasure.
While Lester really isn't fazed by being dirty, he'll help you both wash up. Afterwards, if you just want to soak in the bath for a while, he'd more than happy to join you.
Bubba Sawyer
Blood is nothing to Bubba, might as well be water to him.
However, he does know that blood usually follows pain, and if you're bleeding, he's going to be concerned that your hurting. And lets be real, he might not even know what a period is.
So, after plenty of explanation and reassurances, we can talk period sex.
Once you've assured him that it's all normal and the pain is more in the cramps than anything else, Bubba really doesn't think much of it. He becomes more concerned about the cramps than the actual blood aspect. The bleeding itself is no big deal to him.
So, when you express that you would like to have sex with him even though you're still on your period, Bubba trusts that you know better than him on whether it's alright for you or not.
For Bubba it's just like the blood isn't there, just an addition to sex that he doesn't really need to worry about because it doesn't mean that he's hurting you.
Billy Lenz
Some blood isn't going to stop him from wanting you, from needing you.
Billy has a complicated relationship with blood. It's always followed negative feelings and experiences but it's also kinda...pretty?
He doesn't want to hurt you or make you bleed but if you're already bleeding and unharmed then...
Truly has no worries about mess, he loves when the two of you end up all sticky from bodily fluids. If that includes blood, that's perfectly fine by him.
He'll grin at you with your blood staining his mouth and cheeks, will smear bloody hands over your body and paint you with it.
He doesn't know why he finds it so enticing, so arousing, but he does. His eyes shine as he paints you both with your blood. And he's able to do all of this without harming you, which is a huge bonus for him.
Like Brahms, he'd happily just go to sleep without washing the drying blood off first. You have to drag him off to the shower and change the sheets because Billy will just sleep in the mess without worry.
Asa Emory (The Collector)
In general, blood is not all that new in your relationship.
Asa has definitely indulged his blood play kink with you, whether it was with your blood or somebody else's. So period sex isn't the craziest thing for him and he's not going to even bat an eye at it.
However, he is going to indulge.
Asa is pretty thrilled about you being more sensitive than usual, ready to find all new ways to torment and tease you.
You're not about to be ruining his sheets though, he's doing to be clean and tidy about it. He's using a mattress protector at the very least, or having you strapped to a table for him to experiment on you.
He has you squirming and pleading until there are tears in your eyes and you feel raw between your legs, even more so than you already did.
Slips his fingers between your lips, having you taste your own blood.
Jesse Cromeans (Chromeskull)
Come on, a little bit of blood isn't going to scare him.
In fact, blood arouses him and he isn't ashamed of that in the slightest.
You can try to initiate or he will, it doesn't really matter. A period isn't going to have Jesse dancing shyly around you.
Blood play is nothing new for the two of you so he turns it unto a bit of a challenge instead.
He'll have you ride him while he's fully dressed, warning you not to make a mess of his clothes.
And if you do get blood on his nice new suit, well...he's just going to have to punish you, isn't he?
Otis Driftwood
Otis is super into blood play and has already participated in it with you if you share his kink. If not, he's at least mentioned it multiple times.
So, this is just blood play without having to tend to wounds afterwards. That suits him just fine.
In Otis' opinion, the heavier your flow, the better.
He paints you both with it.
He loves seeing you covered in blood, the source of that blood is pretty unimportant to him (unless somebody else has hurt you, obviously).
He's not shy about his interest in the blood but by this point, you should know that it's something that turns him on. There is precious little that doesn't turn him on really.
Honestly, let's a little annoyed if there isn't enough blood for his liking but whatever.
By the end, he'd got drying blood on his face, hands, and thighs. Blood clotted in his facial hair and his teeth stained red, the coppery taste on his tongue.
The sheets are definitely ruined and if you don't get rid of them, Otis will keep them stains and all. He doesn't care about some dirty bedsheets after all.
Baby Firefly
For so many reasons, Baby isn't shy about some blood.
If you're on your period, she doesn't see why that should change your sex life unless you don't want to have sex on your period. Which she would respect, she knows how it can make you feel.
But she also knows that orgasms help with cramps and that sometimes a symptom of a period is being horny, and she will use these things against you just to tease you.
Come on, there's no need to deprive yourself just because of a little blood. She isn't fazed! Let her help!
Doodles little patterns all over you with your blood, giggling to herself about them.
Will paint her lips (and yours if you let her) with your blood just for her amusement if nothing else.
See! There can be some perks of a period when you're with Baby!
Yautja (Predator)
You don't have to tell your mate when you're on your period, he can smell it (not in a way that it smells bad, he just has those heightened alien senses).
He panics at the scent of blood first since Yautja don't menstruate so he assumes you're injured in some way.
He's quick and happy to learn though, and then stops being so concerned about it when your period comes along.
Other than the initial panic, your mate doesn't care about blood in the slightest. He's an Yautja, a predator, a hunter. Blood is a daily occurrence for him, it doesn't faze him.
And when he learns that pleasure can ease period cramps, he will practically insist on it for pain management reasons.
Honestly, the fact that you bleed like this monthly and just carry on with your life like nothing is wrong is admirable and worthy of respect in his eyes.
Having sex with you when you're bleeding, well, there's just something so primal about it.
The scent of your blood and your arousal has his own blood pumping and a growl emitting from behind his mandibles.
He loses himself in the sight of your blood, smearing it over your skin, tasting it.
Afterwards, he just holds you, nuzzling at your skin. Both of you still stained with your own blood.
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rabbitblackx · 8 months
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May I have a head canon where an S/O accidentally walked in and saw their Slasher lovers topless/naked? The S/O would feel shame yet hot, since they find them attractive, but didn't want their Slasher boyfriend to be offended. I would love to know what their reaction would be.
Include: Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Bubba Sawyer and Freddy Krueger if you please, and if you feel like it, you can add the other characters you liked ;)
Reader walks in on slashers naked
Includes: Bubba Sawyer, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees and Freddy Krueger
Bubba Sawyer💖
Bubba was super embarrassed. As soon as you entered his bedroom, he was squealing like a girl and trying to cover up. Your cheeks darkened in a blush, unaware that his face too was rosy under his mask
“Whoops! Sorry, Bubba. Didn’t mean to barge in like that.” You chuckled bashfully
Bubba stammered out some gibberish in response, hiding himself behind the clothes he was just about to put on. You smiled at him sweetly, regaining your composure
“I like what I see anyway.” You purred
You gave him a wink before strutting out the door and shutting it behind you. You left Bubba a flustered mess, head in his hands as he tried to pull himself together. You drove him wild!
Michael Myers💖
You swung your bedroom door open, calling out to Michael to ask him something when you saw it. He was just about to put his black shirt on, his coveralls tied at his waist. His toned, perfectly scarred chest was on full display
You didn’t even try to hide that you were staring. You hand remained on the doorknob as you practically drooled over an unamused Michael
“Wow,” you finally blurted, eyes still glued to his chest. “You. Are. Hawt.”
Michael was so done with you. Instead of putting the shirt on he was still holding, he threw it at your face. It clung to your head momentarily, before you yanked it off
“Joke’s on you. That’s exactly what I wanted.”
You checked Michael out one more time, before waltzing out of your room with his shirt. You sure hoped he had fun being shirtless for the rest of the day!
Jason Voorhees💖
You hummed a tune as you walked into your room with a basket of Jason’s laundry. Your eyes immediately grew wide at the sight of said man standing naked by your bed
Jason was secretly mortified. In one inhumanly fast motion, he snatched the blanket off your bed and covered his junk with it. The pillows flung off along with it and hit the wall
“That’s not fair. I was enjoying that.” You grinned, choking down laughter. You set the laundry basket down on your now bare bed, turning to him with a playful glint in your eye. “Now, you can put these clothes on if you’d like.” You began
Jason stared at you from behind his mask, flustered yet keen to know what you were getting at
“But I’d much prefer if we had a little fun first.” You purred with a giggle
Freddy Krueger💖
After falling asleep one night, you found yourself in an old boiler room like usual. Though it never looked as intimidating for you as it did for others. You wandered for a bit, calling out to your boyfriend Freddy. As you turned a corner, you found him fully naked… waiting for you on a bed
“Oh, my days!” You threw your hands up in surprise and used them to shield your red face
Freddy purred your name, patting the sheets next to him. “I’ve been expecting you. Why don’t you come lay down next to me?” He offered with a smirk
You kept your face covered, too shy to show Freddy how flustered he got you. But as you slowly crept over to join him, something told you he already knew
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colonelarr0w · 5 months
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For You.
How would the slashers react to their S/O killing in order to protect them?
Slashers Included - Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, Brahms Heelshire
Warnings - mature themes, foul language, description of gore and violence, death
Michael Myers
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Indifference.
Michael Myers isn’t a man of very many emotions, so to see you kill a victim for him when he was knocked down doesn’t come as a major shock to him. He knows you’re completely loyal to him, so he chalks your behavior up to simply being loyal. He doesn’t connect the dots to realize that you’re doing it out of love for him and fear for his life. It’s so unfamiliar to him that he doesn’t recognize it. 
Quietly, Michael watches you from the floor, eyes blankly staring at you as you stab repeatedly at a victim who had somehow managed to overpower Michael. His head tilts, continuing to watch as you remove the knife from the victim’s chest for the final time, then drop the weapon and turn your body so that your gaze falls on Michael. 
You pad quietly over to him, lowering your body to kneel in front of Michael. Slowly, your hand reaches out, palm pressing against his masked cheek whilst your thumb strokes the area just beneath the eyeholes of his mask. “Are you okay?” your voice is soft and quiet, caring and loving, all things that Michael was so unfamiliar with. 
He stares silently back at you, a response that you were no stranger to. Your lips curl into a gentle smile, eyes silently scanning his bloodied coveralls for any injuries that might have been inflicted by the victim during their scuffle with Michael. 
“Here, let’s go and get you patched up, okay?” you say softly, nodding your head at Michael before pushing yourself back to your feet, casting a glance over your shoulder to the victim that lies lifeless in the entryway of your home. Your eyes narrow momentarily, staring down at the bloodied mess with an expression of both guilt and anger. Guilt at the prospect that you had just taken someone’s life, and anger at the fact that they had broken their way into your home and attempted to harm Michael. 
You shake your head before your gaze returns to Michael, noticing that while you had been staring at the carnage, he had pushed himself to his feet and was now studying you in an almost curious way. It wasn’t his usual studying of your every move, this felt more like a child curiously looking at something that they had never seen before.
“Michael?” you say, seemingly breaking the trance that Michael had fallen victim to, evident in how his spine suddenly stands rigid at the mere sound of your voice. You chuckle lightly at him, taking a step to close the small distance between the both of you. You lift your hand, placing a soft yet affectionate pat on the middle of Michael’s arm. He grunts inaudibly at you, another response that you were no stranger to.
You smile again at him, then turn to stride down the hallway to the bathroom, no doubt gathering supplies to patch the scratches and bruises you had noticed littering Michael’s hands and arms. He watches after you for a moment, then allows his attention to fall to the victim lying in the entryway. He stares down at them for a moment, tilting his head. 
The sight of the carnage does little to change his view of you, you were still the same woman that he had stumbled upon however many years ago. The one who had smiled at him in the rain and invited him inside so that he wouldn’t get sick. The one who cleaned his mask for him and made sure that his coveralls were freshly washed after he got back from a hunt. His view of you wasn’t going to change, if anything, he only fell for you more.
Jason Voorhees
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Comfort.
Jason knew what it felt like to be protected, his mother had done a good job of keeping him safe from the prying eyes of the campers and their counselors. But once his mother was no longer in the picture, that comforting feeling of being protected faded away with her. Once it clicked in his mind that she wasn’t coming back and that he was on his own, he found himself craving that feeling, craving that warmth. And when he found it again, he latched onto it hard.
With the swiftness of a rabbit, you plunge the blade of Jason’s machete into the forehead of the victim who had gotten the jump on him, lodging the weapon in the victim’s skull, wedging it in deep enough that you could hear the very bone of their skull crack underneath the pressure. You release the handle of the machete, watching as the victim falls forward, their body hitting against the forest floor with a dull thud.
You stand over them for a moment, eyes simply staring at the carnage that had been caused by your hands. But quickly, you recall the reason why you had acted so maliciously. You turn on your heel, eyes landing on Jason, who sits injured against a nearby tree, his hand nursing a stab wound located just beneath his ribcage. 
With widened eyes and a quickened heart rate, you speedwalk over to Jason, kneeling in front of him. Your hands shake as your mind struggles to conjure a solution to the current problem, gaze flickering between Jason’s masked face and the blood that trickles down from his open wound. “Shit, shit, shit,” you mumble to yourself, fumbling for a fleeting second before your hands dig into the pockets of the oversized flannel you wore. 
After rummaging for a second or two, Jason watches as you remove a tiny first-aid kit from one of the pockets, flipping it open with shaking fingers and removing patches of gauze and a small tube of ointment. Silently, he watches you through the eyeholes of his mask, eyes following your fingers as they shift to open the patches of gauze, laying them flat against your thighs before you uncap the tube of ointment. 
As you patch him up, taping the small squares of gauze to the wound on his abdomen, swiping ointment against the bloody skin. All while he watches you, mind replaying the sight of you wielding his machete, mimicking him in the way in which you murdered the rogue victim. In you, for just a single fleeting moment, he saw his mother. He saw his mother protecting him from those who had wronged him, and he felt that warmth again. 
You protecting him brought back that comforting feeling that he had been living without for so many years. His chest feels warm as you continue to patch him, a small fire that had been left dead and unlit for so long. A fire that his mother’s death had snuffed out, and a fire that you care for him had relit. 
To say that Jason felt just a touch safer around you at that moment is an understatement. Your killing for him just proves both your loyalty to him, as well as the genuine love that you hold for him. A love that he hadn’t experienced since the days of his late mother. 
His head tilts at you, a loving glaze to his eyes as he watches you settle back onto your feet, tossing the now-used tube of ointment onto the ground and pushing away the wrappers left behind by the opened gauze squares. Your gaze flickers to him, eyes catching his own through the darkened eyeholes of his hockey mask. 
Your lips curl into that smile that easily melts his heart, eyes crinkling at the corners in a way that makes his chest flutter. “Are you okay?” you ask him gently, voice so soft and caring that his ears just barely catch what you’re saying to him. He nods once your words process in his head, his own eyes softening as he stares at you. 
To Jason, you were the warmth that he had been searching for, the protector that he had no idea how much he needed. While no, you weren’t his mother, you were a reminder that there were people out there who cared wholeheartedly about him. And because of that, in that moment, Jason latched onto you, and he latched onto you hard.
Bubba Sawyer
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Intimidation.
For someone who grew up surrounded by so much violence, it’s shocking to see the effect that common violence has on Bubba. His brothers are heinous people, and in a way, he too is a heinous person, but even after chopping someone up, he still feels that very human feeling of guilt. Watching Drayton and Chop-Top do anything remotely violent brings a sinking feeling to his gut, though he’s quick to mask it once Chop-Top begins to sing in insult to his younger brother’s cowardly tendencies. 
“You fucking bitch!” you scream out, lifting the revving chainsaw high above your head before bringing the blade down into the shoulder of the victim who hovers over Bubba. Their lips part in a horrified, blood-filled scream, their body arching back into the blade of the chainsaw. You push the weapon forward momentarily, then remove the blade and watch the victim crumble to their feet, their body falling to the side with a lifeless thud. 
With heaving shoulders, you readjust yourself on your feet, tossing the still revving chainsaw to the side, far enough that its spinning blade can’t nick you or Bubba. A frightened squeak grabs your attention, and it takes you a moment to realize that it was Bubba who had made the sound. Your head whips to face him, feet quickly padding closer to him. 
“Oh shit, are you okay?” you ask quickly, noticing how he nurses his arm, blood staining the sleeve and dripping down into a puddle on the floor. Your gaze flickers up to meet his, not failing to notice the glint of fear that passes over Bubba’s eyes. It breaks your heart momentarily, to see him so scared of you when all you were doing was keeping him safe.
For a second, you abandon the idea of patching his wound, instead opting to focus on comforting him first before reaching out to touch him again. “It’s alright honey, I’m here. I won’t hurt you, you’re safe,” you say softly to him, keeping your voice level and calm as you speak to him. You keep your hands firmly placed beside your thighs, not showing them to him for fear that he would react negatively. 
His gaze meets yours again, this time that glint of fear had practically disappeared. You weren’t some crazed victim who wanted him dead, you were still the woman who loved him tenderly and wholeheartedly. You smile reassuringly at him, that same smile that he had seen while you prepared dinner or while you hung the laundry out to dry outside. You were still you.
“There we go. Let’s get you all patched up, okay?” you whisper to him, voice still as soft and loving as it had always been. Your hands reach out to his arm, tilting it so that it wouldn’t bleed any more than it already was. He lets you, watching you curiously as you assist him in standing, not flinching as his weight momentarily leans against your side. 
Walking silently from the kitchen to the bathroom, Bubba finds himself glancing at you every now and then, simply admiring your features as he had done so many times before. But this time, there was a hint of something new about you, an aura separate from the one that you usually radiated. Now standing beside the warmth that Bubba felt when he was near you was a sharp wave of cold. But it was not a cold that was directed at him, but rather those who dared to wrong him.
Your head turns, gaze catching his as a loving smile paints itself onto your features, reminding him once again that you were still you. Sweet, but very protective, you.
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Guilt.
Thomas had never intended to become the person that he is, all he had ever known was following familial orders. Be it soft-spoken instructions from Luda Mae or shouted commands from Hoyt, all he’s ever known is being a complacent follower. He never means to hurt people, he just has to, it’s almost never his choice directly. All of what he does is directly influenced by those around him, but that’s only because it’s all that he’s ever known. 
The mere sight of you covered in blood that definitely wasn’t yours brought a sinking feeling to his stomach, the kind of feeling that he had felt each and every time he disappointed one of his family members. He watches as you deal with the victim that had slipped from his hands, watches as you slit their throat so violently that you don’t even look like you anymore. 
The victim falls, the blade still lodged in the back of their neck from where you’d pounced on them. The sound of the body’s thud shakes Thomas to his very core, not because of how gruesome their death was, he had seen and enacted so much worse. He’s shaken because it’s you, and in the way you moved and killed…he saw himself. He saw glimpses of his own actions, how your movements perfectly paralleled pain that he himself had caused. 
Though you turn to him with those soft eyes of yours and with a concerned expression, Thomas can’t break the chains of guilt that slowly make themselves known to him. He can feel them weigh down on his wrists and ankles, shackling him to the ground as you approach, tenderly taking his face into your hands just as you had done so many times before. 
Your eyes flicker down to the various wounds scattered across his body, shirt ripped from where the victim had slashed at him in an attempt to protect themself. “Oh Tommy,” you murmur, eyes raking his body before your gaze returns to his, looking at him with such concern that he momentarily forgets the carnage that you had caused. He grunts wordlessly, his own silent way of attempting to reassure you that he was okay. 
“Can you stand?” you ask quietly, removing your hands from his face and pushing yourself to stand in front of him. He grunts again, struggling for a moment before he pushes himself to his feet, staggering before he gains his balance. Your hands shoot out, taking hold of his arms and assisting him in steadying himself. “There we are.”
His gaze shifts, falling on the body of the victim just to your left. He stares down at them for a moment, taking note of their eyes that remain open in everlasting shock, of their arms that look as though they had been reaching for something, of their blood that stains the fabric of their clothes. He can feel his ears ringing already, a common response to what Thomas faces on a regular basis. But this felt different.
“Thomas? Hey, what’s going on?” your voice breaks him from whatever trance he had fallen victim to, grounding him in the harsh reality that he all but wished he could forget. You had turned to face him, both hands holding onto his bicep. He turns to you, eyes meeting yours before he sheepishly looks away. “Honey.”
He pauses. Waits. Listens to his own heartbeat for a moment before finally, he allows himself to look at you again. Your gaze is softened with worry, eyebrows furrowed to create a wrinkle in your forehead as you watch him carefully, attempting to read his expression. 
He doesn’t know how to properly deal with this guilt, even though deep down he knows that he has nothing to feel guilty about. You merely acted to protect him, and he would have done the exact same for you if not worse. But in a way, he feels as if you being around him so often had somehow tainted you, had somehow molded you into who he was. 
Thomas doesn’t know if that guilt will ever go away, even if you never end up bringing harm to another person again. Each time he glances at you, he sees flashes of what you have done. But the moment you smile at him in that darkened basement, he’s reminded that you aren’t him. And he’s going to make sure you never become him. 
Brahms Heelshire
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Curiosity. 
At heart, Brahms was still a child, a child who was unhealthily attached to the people who demonstrated even the smallest amount of care for him. He had been attached to his parents before they left him, then to Greta before she too left him behind. And as all children usually are, Brahms was curious. Curious about his surroundings and about the people who entered and exited his life. But that curiosity extended to his killings as well, dictating where he would stab and how much pressure he would apply to the edge of the knife. 
“Piece of shit,” you murmur, twisting the knife that you had already lodged deep into the victim’s throat, watching with not an ounce of humanity as the light drains from their eyes. Their knees buckle, wobbling on their legs for a second before their balance gives out completely. Their body crumbles to the ground, knocking against the floor with a thud that seems to shake the entirety of the Heelshire manor. 
“Hmm.” Your head whips around at the sound, eyes softening almost immediately at the sight of Brahms, who studies the scene in front of him with an expression equivalent to that of childlike curiosity. His head tilts, eyes flickering around to take in the entirety of the room before his gaze returns to you. 
“Sorry Brahms, I didn’t see you there,” you say honestly, wiping your bloodied palms on the front of your shirt as Brahms moves to close the distance between the both of you. His gaze is still fixed on the body behind you, eyes raking over them several times over to be sure that he doesn’t miss any detail. You sigh lightly, turning to face the same direction as Brahms. 
“Why the neck?” he asks, voice laced with genuine curiosity. You pause for a moment, eyebrows furrowing to create a small wrinkle on your forehead as your gaze shifts to stare at the victim’s body. You clear your throat, regaining yourself. Deep down, Brahms had never grown up properly, so his curiosity matching that of a child’s was nothing that couldn’t be explained. 
“Well, in the neck, there are certain arteries that can…kill painlessly,” you explain, watching Brahms kneel down in front of the body and poke it with an extended pointer finger. He hums to himself, turning his head back up so that his gaze focuses on you. “I stabbed them in the jugular,” you add, pointing to the knife and watching as Brahms follows your finger, humming once again to himself.
The two of you sit in comfortable silence for a passing moment, with Brahms studying the lifeless corpse lying on the floor, and you quietly staring at Brahms’ back. His curiosity never ceased to amaze you, how he looked at nearly everything with such a brightened look in his eyes. With a smile, you reach out, laying your palm flat against the back of his shoulder. 
“Hmm,” Brahms hums again, tilting his head down at the body before he pokes at their head, watching it loll aimlessly back before returning to its original position. He lets out a soft sigh through his nose, a simple quick exhale before he pushes himself to stand at your side. “Hungry,” he suddenly pipes up, turning to the kitchen and dragging you along with him.
The idea that you would kill for him only makes Brahms curious about you, curious about why you care so much about him and why you would go to the lengths that you did in order to keep him safe. Because in truth, Brahms was nothing but a child who was dealt a terrible hand of cards. 
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Slashers chasing their victim (their future s/o) and in the middle of the chase their s/o just stops to grab and protect a little animal thinking they were going to hurt them (like a pup or kitten) how would they react
Can you also make their s/o chubby?:)
Plz and Ty
I didn't quite know how to bring up that the reader is supposed to be chubby in this one but I definitely imagined a chubby reader while writing it.
Slashers when their future s/o is protecting a small animal from them
Warning: Animal Death/Animal Cruelty (not described in any detail but it is mentioned and implied)
Jason Voorhees
He has been chasing you around for a few minutes now, and you are slowly starting to get winded. Then there is the small stray cat, dirty and terribly malnourished. There are a few of them living around the lake, you know that much. And the cat is right between him and you.
Oh no, he’s gonna crush the poor thing, you think, and your protective instinct overrides your self-preservation. You rush to the cat, pick it up and run away again, not noticing that Jason stopped following you and is just staring after you with wide eyes.
You hide in one of the cabins, hoping to be able to catch your breath for a few seconds before having to run away again. Your new companion is meowing at you.
„Hush, you’re gonna give us away“, you whisper hectically, when a huge shadow falls over you. You look up, and your heart drops into your stomach.
That’s it, you’re going to die. Jason is already reaching for your neck… then his hand slips lower, gently patting the cat’s head.
„H...huh?“
He saw what you did, how you risked your own life to save that little creature… and he admires that. Maybe you’re not so bad after all.
Vincent Sinclair
The creature you try to protect ends up being Jonesy, ironically. You see her in the Sinclair house and you’re to stressed and scared to even consider the possibility that she belongs to the people chasing you.
„Come on, please, they’re going to hurt you too if they find us“, you say to the dog while desperately trying to get her to follow you. „Come on, little one, I won’t hurt you, I promise-“
Vincent appears from the next room, looking at you for a long time. Jonesy happily runs up to him, tail wagging.
„...Oh. She’s your dog. Well don’t I look stupid now.“
His shoulders begin twitching, accompanied by a suppressed chuckle. He manages not to fully burst out laughing, but he can’t help himself; your awkwardness is just so *endearing*. He may want to keep you around just for that. Alive, of course. You won’t be half as entertaining if you’re dead and covered in wax.
Freddy Krueger
Really? You’re willing to sacrifice your life for an imaginary *hamster*? He thought that letting you see a bit of his past would be fun, and of all the fucked up things that happened in his life, him killing the class hamster when he was a kid is the only thing you take issue with? Not the fact that he murdered his foster father? Not the fact that he murdered *children*? No? The hamster it is? Okay, then. You got damn weird priorities, but Freddy likes weird. Maybe killing you would really be a waste, so he lets you live… for now.
Brahms Heelshire
„Brahms Heelshire, you let that rat go right this instant!“
Brahms actually flinches and does as he is told. The rat quickly disappears somewhere; you’re not sure where.
Once he gets over the shock, he gives you a sour pout. „Why? It’s just a rat.“
„It’s a living, breathing, feeling being.“
„So are cows and we still eat them.“
„Oh I’m sorry, is this household doing so poor financially that we have to resort to eating rats now?“ You cross your arms in front of your chest. „Well?“
„No“, Brahms says between gritted teeth.
„I thought so.“ You know that scolding Brahms is a delicate task; being too lenient with him means he won’t learn his lesson, and being just the slightest bit too harsh with him will result in an angry outburst. And those can end deadly. But that’s what you signed up for when you agreed to become his nanny… right?
„Rats carry diseases though. They shouldn’t be in the house“, Brahms continues to argue.
You pinch the bridge of your nose. „Yes, that’s why we have the traps out in the garden, and another reason why you shouldn’t touch them. I don’t particularly like having to kill the rats at all, but the traps do so as quickly and as painlessly as possible. So even if they have to die for our safety, there is no, and I repeat, NO reason to torture them. Understood?“
Brahms has his chin pressed firmly onto his chest now; the tension in his body shows that he is getting frustrated. „Yes.“
Okay, time to ease off a little.
„That’s my good Brahms.“ You smile at him.
Bubba Sawyer
Another case of mistaking your would-be-killer’s pet for another potential victim. In this case, it is a chicken. When you saw the poor thing in this room, sorrounded by human bone furniture, you didn’t dare imagine what this family would do to it.
„Hey… nice chicken… good chicken…“
At first you don’t see Bubba lingering at the entrance of the chicken room, looking at you gently speaking to his favourite.
When you notice him, you immediately grab the chicken and nudge it to the questionable safety behind your back.
Bubba looks at you and licks his lips. You are so nice to his chickens. He likes that.
You flinch when he comes inside and kneels down in front of you, pulling the chicken from behind your back into his arms and holding it up to you to pet, like any proud pet-parent.
„Oh… they chickens are yours? They look pretty well taken care of, actually…“ That, and this one is so calm, despite being held by this behemoth of a man.
You reach out and run your hand over the soft feathers, making Bubba smile, delighted.
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