#mama firefly

[issdisgrace]

Hiya it’s my birthday in about three days and I was wondering if u could write a fic of Otis and his family celebrating readers birthday (preferable reader is dating Otis) I wanna know if they’d have any fun firefly traditions :3 (he/they pronouns for readerpls)

CELEBRATING YOUR BIRTHDAY WITH THE FIREFLY FAMILY

WARNINGS: Murder, mayhem, the usual Firefly family antics, little nsfw

A/N: This was intended to be a fic but I didnt quite know how to put my thoughts into a coherent fic. Also I’m trying to get out of writers block so sorry if it kinda lacking. But HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I hope you have a good birthday.

There are two things that a certain when celebrating anything in the Firefly family, those being alcohol and murder.

But the whole day isn't spent partaking in those things.

The morning starts off with Otis waking you up for breakfast and you two getting a little hot and heavy before heading down for food. Both of you getting teased for your slightly disheveled appearance.

Otis told them to fuck off that it was your birthday so you got to enjoy yourself. You agreed and the family moved on from it.

You guys then had a nice breakfast before all piling into the living room to watch something of your choice. You guys ended watching tv for a couple hours before it was time for your first gift.

Your first gift was from Baby who got you a young married couple to play with and make pretty. You appreciated the gift and spent the next couple of hours playing with and making them pretty in crimson until they both unfortunately died.

But what was not unfortunate was by the time you were done and cleaned up a little lunch was done. They made all your favorite foods which was nice and very delicious but that could have also been the fact that Spaulding was the one that cooked everything with only some help from the others.

Anyway after lunch the family gave your gifts that weren’t people.

Spaulding got you a taxidermy racoon and possum cuddling because why not. Also he said that it reminded him of you and Otis. You being the racoon reminded and Otis being the possum.

Mama, Tiny, and RJ got you some movies and tv shows that they thought you would like and enjoy.

Baby got you a nice blanket and made you a voodoo doll of Otis so you could prick it when he made you mad or annoyed you. Which Otis grumbled about saying that he wasn’t that bad and a voodoo doll of him wasn’t needed.

Then Otis, your love, your man. He painted the two of you using god knows who blood. But it was very well done, very detailed, and very pretty. You were already thinking of where you were going to hang it up. So you could see the master piece everyday.

But I digress after lunch and gifts, you and Otis spent a little one on one time in your guys room fooling around. Otis offering his whole self to you to do whatever you pleased with him.

And all the while you guys were having fun the rest of the family was setting up the main event of the night. They got a shit ton of alcohol, set up a big bonfire to burn, and got the bunnies ready for the night.

Once it was dark the family came and got you and Otis. You got the honors as the birthday boy to light the bonfire. You also got to hunt the first bunny of the night before the others got to hunt theirs.

Anyway you all got plastered, had fun, played a couple of games, joked around, got bloody, and you snuck off once or twice with Otis but that’s beside the point.

You had an overall great birthday, got some nice gifts, had a nice time, and you couldn’t wait for your next birthday.

#otis driftwood #baby firefly #mama firefly #rj firefly #tiny firefly #captain spaulding #firefly family #slashers #otis driftwood x male reader #otis driftwood x reader #firefly family x male reader #firefly family x reader #slashers x male reader #slashers x reader

[ho1000c]

C'mon, get on, get on, get on, the broken bones and microphones

BABY FIREFLY & MAMA FIREFLY in THE HOUSE OF 1000 CORPSES dir. rob zombie

#house of 1000 corpses #baby firefly #mama firefly #mother firefly #rob zombie #sheri moon zombie #karen black #the devils rejects #otis driftwood #captain spaulding #horror #horror movies #horror girls #corpses #angel baby

[ash-fudo]

THESE PICS OMFG

#house of 1000 corpses #slasher community #slasher brainrot #slasher fandom #slasher movies #rob zombie film #rob zombie #otis driftwood house of 1000 corpses #baby firefly x reader #baby firefly #otis driftwood x reader #otis driftwood #mama firefly #captain Spalding #rj firefly #rufus firefly jr #rufus t firefly #slasher #slasher pictures

[houseofthegeneticcarnivals]

The Villains Unleashed: House of 1,000 Corpses and Their Ideal Pets

Hey there, horror aficionados! Today, we delve into the twisted minds of the main villains from House of 1,000 Corpses and explore their diabolical personalities by imagining their ideal pets. Brace yourselves for a journey into the dark and macabre!

1. Dr. Satan:

Dr. Satan, the epitome of mad science and sadistic curiosity, would undoubtedly desire a pet that matches his sinister nature. Picture a loyal, grotesque creation—a hybrid of various species, stitched together with surgical precision. This abomination would be both his laboratory experiment and his faithful companion, always ready to execute his twisted desires.

2. Captain Spaulding:

The devilishly charming Captain Spaulding has a taste for the eccentric and the unpredictable. His ideal pet would be an intelligent, mischievous monkey—a creature capable of mimicking his sly grin and causing chaos wherever it roams. With their agile nature and knack for mischief, this dynamic duo would make quite the unsettling spectacle.

3. Otis Driftwood:

Otis Driftwood, the embodiment of chaos and violence, would gravitate towards a pet that reflects his unyielding intensity. Picture a sleek and predatory black panther, a creature capable of blending into the shadows and striking with calculated precision. This feline companion would match Otis's predatory instincts and become his silent partner in the darkest of endeavors.

4. Baby Firefly:

Baby Firefly, the seductive and volatile femme fatale, requires a pet that mirrors her unpredictable nature. Imagine a venomous serpent with hypnotic eyes, slithering through her fingertips and entwining around her with a lethal grace. This serpentine companion would embody Baby's allure, leaving a trail of danger and temptation wherever they go.

5. Mama Firefly:

Mama Firefly, the twisted matriarch of the family, would find solace in a loyal and devoted pet that echoes her sadistic inclinations. Visualize a pack of ferocious, bloodthirsty Rottweilers—trained to follow her every command and protect her family at all costs. These formidable canines would be her relentless guardians, fiercely obedient to her every whim.

Remember, these headcanons are purely imaginative and meant to delve into the dark and eccentric world of House of 1,000 Corpses. Real-life pet ownership should always prioritize the well-being and ethical treatment of animals. Enjoy these chilling headcanons and let your imagination run wild!

Stay tuned for more unnerving insights and twisted tales from House of the Genetic Carnivals.

#slasher #slashers #horror #house of 1000 corpses #headcanons #rob zombie #three from hell #baby firefly #otis driftwood #mama firefly #dr satan #captain spaulding #the devil's rejects

[doomh3ad]

being an honorary member of the firefly family would include...

-otis and baby annoying the fuck out of you. you'd never get a second to yourself if they're around.

-baby's so happy to have company, and she'll treat you just like a sibling! or, probably, nicer than a sibling. you have a very playful relationship but she's never slow to show you how much you really mean to her. you're family, and family is everything to baby.

-mama is super sweet to you, always slipping you an extra treat when she's cooking and putting your food out first. loves when you help her in the kitchen and appreciates that you're the only one besides her that can get the family into order!

-tiny and RJ looking out for you. you're a firefly, so if someone messes with you, they mess with all of you. they don't keep all those weapons for nothing.

-you'll get so many nicknames from all of the family, but notably otis, baby and spaulding. and you'll probably have to use a few aliases during your time with them. depending on how active and complicit you are in their killings, they may get you fake passports, driving licenses and an array of weapons with which to defend yourself.

-you, otis, baby and, later, foxy going on road trips! no matter how much they may grumble (not much, they don't want to irritate you) you can call shotgun. the fireflys are all secretly the most protective of you, you're their soft spot.

-god help any victims that try to poke fun at you or hurt you. they face the full wrath of the firefly family and there will be no hesitation. they'll be dealt with swiftly and painfully and you'll be attended to. family comes first, always.

#slasher #the devil's rejects #the firefly family #the firefly trilogy #baby firefly x reader #baby firefly #otis driftwood x reader #otis driftwood #foxy coltrane #winslow foxworth coltrane #rj firefly #mama firefly #captain spaulding #house of a thousand corpses #imelda's writing #3 from hell #rob zombie #horror #slasher x reader #slashers #tiny firefly #slasher community #slasher fic

[house-of-slayterr]

The Party is Just Starting:

Cw: Mentions of drug use

Macy’s POV:

Blinky had been asleep on my lap for about half an hour now. It was funny how still they were when they slept. They were always figuring with something when they were awake. But when they slept, it was almost like they were dead. Even their breaths we so slight, if my hand wasn’t resting on their neck I’d think they didn’t have a pulse.

There was a knock on the door, but the person entered before I could answer. What was the point of knocking of you were just gonna come in anyways?

“Blink mama’s getting upset your seat is cold-“

She paused in the doorway.

“Oh, they’re sleeping… huh- now how’d you manage that Newby? You a damn wizard pr something.”

The one they called “baby” asked. I couldn’t help but let out a soft snort.

“We’ll be down in a minute, I’ll wake them.” I have a soft smile.

Baby frowned, which by the looks of it wasn’t an expression she wore often. Her facial lines all went in the other direction, indicating an almost permanent smile of sorts. She seemed to be debating something in her head.

“I’ll tell mama there sleeping- you hungry?” She asked me.

“Always.”

She left out a short laugh that seemed much more characteristic.

“I’ve just never seen them sleep that still before, you sure they’re breathing?” She asked stepping closer.

There was an edge in her tone, almost as if to come off as a threat, Incase Blinky wasn’t actually breathing.

“Relax, they’re fine, just took the edge off” my eyes darted to the ashtray on the night stand.

She giggled slightly. Her mood swings were worse than Hoyt’s.

“Look at you miss bad influence- corrupting my little sibling.” She joked.

I rolled my eyes.

“Oh yeah, they were a real Angel before I got here I’m sure-“ I joked back.

I felt Blinky stir slightly in my lap.

“Look who’s finally awake-“ Baby greeted.

Blinky groaned, lifting their head and turned to glare at her.

“Mama made dinner and it’s getting cold-“

“Shit!”

The shot up, practically scrambling off the bed. I stared after them for a second.

“Hoyt really threw your no swearing rule out the window didn’t he?” I laughed.

They turned to look at me confused for a second, before just accepting defeat and repeating the word in a defeated tone.

“Was stupid anyways-“

They walked back over to the bed, grabbing my hand and dragging down the stairs after Baby. The room was vivid with noise you could hear from the hallway. They were certainly a rowdy bunch, where Hoyt was usually the loudest person back home. Blinky kept their head down as they dragged me to the kitchen. I quickly noticed there were only two seats left. Leaving one for Baby, and one for Blinky. I was about to mention something to them but they cut me off.

“Sit.” They muttered, pushing me down into the seat beside a girl with long brown hair.

It would be cruel to say no to them when they weren’t feeling well, so I sat. I half expected them to disappear into another room to produce another chair, but was pleasantly surprised when they just sat on my lap. I raised my eyebrow as I looked down at them, but they just shrugged.

“Dinner smell delicious mama, sorry I was late, I was napin’” they said sleepily.

I could tell they were playing it up for effect, that Sly bitch. I bet Blinky could get anything they wanted from anyone if they just looked at them the right way. Their big eyes were easy to get lost in. I imagine it was half the reason they avoided eye contact so heavily. People don’t hear much of what you’re saying when they’re looking right through you.

“Thank you for allowing me to join you Mrs. Firefly” I said.

“No problem sugar, any friend of Blinky’s is a friend of ours.” She smiled at me.

She was much lest hostile than my mother, but I doubt any less protective. She had a slightly more intimidating presence, which she overcomplicated for with this bimbo-esque persona. Armour it seemed all the women in this house wore in their own way.

“Who the hell is this?” A gruff voice asked.

“Otis-“ Mrs. Firefly warned.

I trained my eyes on him, observing his body language. He was the one I needed to impress tonight, or at the very least get the approval of. It was important to Blinky that he liked me. I looked down to Blinky for guidance, not sure if I should speak or not. But someone beat us to it.

“Blinky’s got a girly-friend!” Baby said in a sing-song voice.

I heard someone choke up a cough at the end of the table, and a little gasp from beside them. But my eyes were still trained on this Otis, Blinky’s father for all intensive purposes. Blinky was squirming slightly on my lap, clearly uncomfortable that all eyes were now on the two of us. I snaked my right arm around her waist to pull her closer to me and apply light pressure. It always calmed them down.

“Blinky?” Her father asked.

“ie tad?” They asked, not looking up from where they were fidgeting with the table cloth.

If it were up to me I’d just pick them up and take them back upstairs right now. But I knew that would only make the situation worse. I gently squeezed their side for comfort. Otis rolled his eyes.

“English-“

Blinky took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry-“ they said.

“Blinky, dear, you have nothing to be sorry for. Otis is just being Otis.” The woman beside me said.

She went to place a hand on Blinky’s shoulder, I’m sure as a gesture of comfort. But I pulled Blinky closer, cutting off the action. Blinky May trust them, but I didn’t know these people yet. Sure I had to past their silly little test of character, but they were subject to mine as well. Blink, as much as I love them, isn’t exactly the best judge of character.

“The hells that s’posed to mean?” He glared at her.

“It’s means hear the child out Boy!” the man Blinky called ‘Cap’ earlier spoke.

He grumbled under his breath and rolled his eyes, but didn’t say another word.

“Whenever you’re ready Blink” the woman beside us spoke up.

Blinky took a deep breath before lifting their head to speak.

“Um, this is my girlfriend Macy-“

“Girlfriend?” The man sat beside the girl with long white hair spoke.

“Let the girl speak RJ!” Mama demanded.

It seems they took their family dynamic very seriously. Much more traditional roles then in my own family. Despite mine being built by blood, and there’s by strays. It was interesting to observe. Their need for structure, yet desire for total chaos. Blinky oddly fit in quite well with the group.

“Umm, she’s like us so you don’t have to worry about her saying anything. I trust Macy and you aren’t allowed to hurt her…”

She looked directly to her father.

“Ok Otis?”

Despite not being able to see their face, I knew exactly what look they were giving him right now. It was a look few people could resist. Blinky calls them her sad clown eyes. I was surprised by how long he dared to stare back into her eyes. Even I was strong enough to look into them that long.

He narrowed his eyes at them, and Blinky leaned forward toward the table, almost like a silent dare. After about another minuet he backed off.

“You said she’s like us?” The woman beside us asked.

“Mhhmm, Macy’s family is… special. They understand us. That’s where I was when my mo- that woman came into our home. Macy keeps me safe.”

Blinky leaned back into me, and the tension in the room eased slightly.

“You can eat Macy, they won’t try anything.” She said calmly.

“Yes, please, dig in, you must be starving dear!” Mama said.

I had to admit, the food smelt mouthwatering. I’m sure they all had questions, but everyone seemed to be more interested in the food again, which I was happy about.

“I’m Manon, but Blinky and everyone call me Doe Eyes.” The black haired girl introduced herself.

“that’s Spaulding, RJ, Ghost, Baby, Otis and Mama. I’m sure you’ll meet Tony later, he usually eats downstairs in his room. If you ever need anything, I’m just down the hall from Blink’s room.” She smiled at me before going back to eating.

I hummed in response, enjoying the taste of the food. I knew Blinky was mostly out of it right now, but I still wanted them to try and eat. I ripped off a small piece of bread and held it in front of their mouth. The turned their head to the side and groaned, attempting to push my hand away. Manon looked down at her concerned.

“You feeling alright little clown?” She asked.

“They’re fine, just tired.” I said.

“I don’t believe she asked you.” Otis spoke up.

I turned my head to him raising my eyebrow. Blinky just groaned again and turned their head into my chest. The lights clearly being to bright for them. I broke eye contact with the older man and turned my attention back to my partner who was clearly showing signs of regression. I wanted to avoid them having a meltdown so I leaned down to whisper in their ear.

“Why don’t you hide down under the table, away from the scary lights?” I asked softly.

They nodded quickly and I let them go. Nobody really questioned Blinky crawling under the table, clearly used to this behaviour by now. But if they knew the lights were overstimulating, why did they even have them on in the first place? I’d have to talk to Blinky about this later. I’ll be pissed if they knew this was a trigger but didn’t care.

I tried once more to get them to eat by handing the bread under the table. I was pleasantly surprised when they took it. We continued the rest of the meal this way. The family occasionally asking me a few questions. Me asking a few of my own. It seemed everyone was warming up to me, besides Otis. Despite knowing they had no blood relations, it was funny to observe how Blinky was just as stubborn as him.

“So what’s your family like?” The one named RJ asked.

“Um, I have my mama and my brother, they’re pretty good. I love Tommy to death, but then there’s Monty and Hoyt. Not sure if I want to consider them family. Even Blinky hates them, well mostly Hoyt. She tried to bite him.”

A few people around the table started laughing at that.

“I swear Blinky is like a little puppy sometimes.” Baby said.

I chuckled because it was a pretty apt description, despite their fear of dogs. You had to remind them to eat, when to sleep, take them outside for walks or they get antsy. They hide in small spaces when scared. And their biting problem.

“Blink, how you doing down there.” Manon asked.

There was a slight rustle of the table cloth before we all saw a thumb stick up past the table. I couldn’t help but smile at how silly this whole situation was.

“So when Blinky says your family is like ours, what do they mean by that?” Otis asked, not nearly as spiteful as last time.

My grin only grew wider. I suppose there was no point in hiding it. Everyone at this table could be written off as clinically insane. And Blinky seemed confident they wouldn’t care.

“We eat people.” I said flatly.

I swear I almost heard the one they called ghost, choke on her water. A small gasp escaped from Manon’s lips, and baby was laughing as always.

“Wow, your real hilarious kid.” He said sarcastically.

Suddenly, Blinky popped up from under the table and turned to look at him. It seemed their voice was coming back to them.

“They aren’t lying.”

They climbed back onto my lap and sat down.

“Tommy showed me how he does it.”

Everyone was just looking at the two of us, like a third head had suddenly sprouted and merged us together.

“I’m sorry, Blinky you’re dating a cannibal?”

Blinky giggled a little, the high part of the weed finally setting in. It was odd she got tried first, then they’d have a sudden burst of energy.

“And she’s dating a killer, I don’t partially see how one is worse than the other. The people are dead anyways-“

They shrugged, leaning into me and playing with the ends of my hair. Baby giggled gleefully at this as well.

“How much did you smoke Blink, should have known you’d come home and go straight for my Stash.”

Blinky giggled into my shoulder. Manon gave a slightly disapproving look, but didn’t say anything. And Otis was still glaring at me.

“It’s been a long week” the mumbled between giggles. “Did you guys know I love you? Cause I love you!” They said in a sing song tone.

“What do you fucking lace your weed with LSD Baby? The fuck is wrong with them?”

Baby just shrugs before laughing at Blinky.

“Awww we love you too killer clown.”

I suspected Baby had smoked earlier that day too. What a train wreck of a meal this was. Spaulding wordlessly got up from the table and disappeared into the kitchen. I was going to ignore it but he came back with some orange juice and an aspirin. He set them down in front of me, and I assumed they were for Blinky.

“That’ll help”

“Kids a lightweight- but at least they’re happy when they’re high, it’s just the come down ain’t as… pleasant. You can’t get them to take it later, won’t work.”

I gave the older man a thankful nod.

“Not that I’m not worried about those two-“ ghost points to Blinky and her aunt, “but, do you really, genuinely eat people?”

I was trying to get Blinky to take her medicine but they wouldn’t stop squirming, it was like their skin itself was jittery. I frowned.

“Yes, been helping mama in the kitchen since I was little. But we didn’t switch to our meat alternative until uncle Hoyt moved in with us. Once you get a taste for it, you just kinda get fixed-“

I supposed that how Blinky felt about their weed. They were both addictions in their own right. If someone told me I could never eat human again, I’m not sure if I could at this point. And I don’t know if that should worry me or not.

“I don’t mean to be rude, or cut this short. I’m not going anywhere until this one is feeling better. So you can ask your questions later. But I’m gonna take Blink upstairs. If you want Mrs Firefly, I could come back down and do our dishes later. Their eyes are too sensitive to the lights right now, and I’m sure they’re gonna wanna be somewhere quiet soon.”

“I feel like I can see god…” the whispered.

“Nonsense, you go take care of my grandbaby. And as for you-“ she looked pointedly at Baby, “don’t leave your other drugs around the kid. The hell were you thinking Vera?”

I took that as my cue to leave. Of course I noticed a certain ghost follow behind us. It seemed she was quite shy. I set Blinky back down on her bed and told them to stay. Ghost was waiting by the door.

“Will they be ok?”

“They’ll be fine. I’ll just have a long night of partner-sitting ahead of me, but nothing I can’t handle. They might get a little sick in the morning, but I’ll make sure they have breakfast.” I smiled up at her reassuringly.

The girl turned to leave but stopped in the door way.

“Hey Macy-“

“Yes?”

“You hurt them, everyone at that table will subject you to the worst pains you’ve ever known.”

I took her warning for what it was. It seemed like a nice gesture. But I’d be foolish to assume it wasn’t a pointed threat. She meant it entirely. I’d have to work harder to get Otis to like me then. These people were good for Blinky, their actual family. And it was clear that they needed her just as much as she needed them.

Blinky was worth the extra effort. She always will be. I’d do anything for them. I turned back around to find Blinky staring up at the ceiling.

“I wish you could see the stars inside” they said.

I chuckled slightly, crawling into bed beside them and looking where they were looking.

“Just close your eyes my little astronaut, maybe when you wake up I’ll bring the stars inside.”

Im sure they still sold those silly little glow in the dark stars somewhere in town. Manon seemed like the safest bet to get to know. Im sure she’d help me look for some in the morning. Blinky will probably be sleeping most of the day. I want to show them just how important their youngest was to me.

“Goodnight little clownbug, I hope you have silly dreams.”

It was cheesy, but maybe we were allowed to be cheesy sometimes. A few moments of Normalcy in our cursed, wretched lives. Even the worst of the worst deserved to have love, and joy, right?

An: ahhh, finally finished it. I don’t know why writing this chapter was like pulling teeth. But I probably won’t start writing again soon until after I move. But once I’m settled I should have more free time again.

Tag: @myers-meadow-selfship @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @queer-and-utter-chaos

#blinky #blinky firefly #firefly family au #firefly family #house of 1000 corpses au #otis driftwood x reader #Macy love-Hewitt #baby firefly #rj firefly #otis driftwood #mama firefly #captain spaulding #selena firefly #manon driftwood

[writing-good-vibes]

otis driftwood x reader (polaroid photos)

bonus content, bonus content !! written for @lucifers-horror-harem because i forgot a whole half of the summer prompt she sent me 👀 what can i say, the spirit compelled me in such a way and now i get to deliver another little drabble for y'all !! WARNING for talk of murder but other than that, surprisingly fluffy. 💗 also it weirdly feels very mama firefly centric but i swear it is still technically otis x reader.

[☀ requests for summer prompts are still open, and will be all month ☀]

Mama loved taking photos.

She loved a lot of things that helped her keep the family together, or to keep mementos of them, anyway. Cooking dinners, keeping scrap books, taking photos. Family bonding.

Mama may have been a lot of things, but she was always best at being a mother.

You'd fitted into the family just perfectly; joined her precious hoard of children. Kept Baby occupied and pulled your weight around the house with RJ, you always found time for Tiny and you made Otis happier than Mama thinks she might of ever seen him.

Mama's scrapbooks usually lean towards the more grotesque side. Blood and skins and anguish and pain. A real horror show held within leather bound pages and pasted in polaroids.

But there was one she kept, had been keeping since long before her any of her babies were born. In this scrapbook she kept the other parts of her life, of all your lives.

Baby pictures, locks of hair, candid shots on sunny days and posed pictures on special occasions. Mama, with a sash across her chest and a tiara on her head. Baby, with a gap still between her teeth, and Otis give a smile around a birthday cake. RJ poses bashfully by one of the first cars he fixed up proper. Long before the fire ever touched him, Tiny half-smiles at the camera.

Nowadays, Baby is usually the only one receptive enough for these types of pictures. She poses and smiles while her brothers grumble and snap "get that away, mama". Even you're not too fond of the camera, shying away unless Baby can convince you otherwise.

That doesn't mean that the photographs with you in them aren't mama's favourite. Quite the contrary, actually. Because where you are, Otis is sure to be close by.

There are several pictures, mostly candid, of you and Otis, pasted proudly in this album. Photographs where Otis doesn't have that cold, cutthroat look in his eyes. Instead he looks fond. Fond of you tucked against his side. Fond of the way you smile self-consciously at the camera, or at least Mama, who is holding it. In almost every picture he looks fond of you. Nothing more, nothing less. That's how mama likes him best, though she'd rather be dead than the day ever come that she had tell him so.

But even so, here in these pages, with their polaroid memories, Mama can see what could have been and what always is, somewhere below the surface but there all the same.

#otis driftwood #otis driftwood x reader #house of 1000 corpses #mama firefly #baby firefly #honestly she can get tagged for any reason #but here she is being the photogenic angel we all know her to be #oh god is this too soft? definitely. #tooooo soft #lottie i hope you enjoy !! #not exactly otis centric which is once again my bad #but the spirit compelled me. yall should know im unreliable by now #gratuitous comma usage in this im sorry

[slashingdisneypasta]

Incorrect Quote

*Slashers Playing Family Feuds. Freddy is the host, and he's ready to ask a question. Chucky and Spaulding are up to answer and they are READY. They are RARIN'. Words are at the tips of their tongus. So here we go- *

Freddy, smug and knowing damn well he's about to cause a bloody homicide: ... *Deep breath* Which of the seven dwarves best describes your wife in bed?

Chucky and Spaulding: A- ... hm...

Tiffany and Mama Firefly: *Standing to the side... waiting... *

Freddy waiting excitedly for the violence: Hm?~

Chucky and Spaulding: ... *Just thinking oh no over and over again*

Tiffany and Mama Firefly: ... =_= Hmm???...

Chucky and Spaulding: ... *Looking dumb*

Freddy: -Alright folks! This might take a while so get comfy! There are no other questions so we're just playin' the waiting game!~ However long it takes~

Jason, to the side: *Thinking oh my fucking god these people.*

#chucky and spaulding are just the only ones i can remember with steady-ish love lives 😅😅😅 #in my heart i know chucky would not hesitate to blurt out like- GRUMPY or something #SLEEPY #DOPEY #because he's an ass (: #Incorrect Quote #Incorrect Quotes #IQs #Slashers #Horror Villains #Slashers Incorrect Quote #Slasher Incorrect Quotes #Horror Villains Incorrect Quotes #Horror Villains Incorrect Quote #Freddy Krueger #Chucky #Charles Lee Ray #Tiffany Valentine #Captain Spaulding #Mama Firefly #Jason Voorhees #source: Family Feud

[messy-gemini1]

Otis driftwood reacting to his S/O giving birth and taking care of it

this request was made by @kittygaga802 since i've finally watched house of 1000 corpses.

First of all, Otis has never thought or even dreamed of having children of his own. Look at his lifestyle. He always thought himself as someone who would fuck for pleasure and not to repopulate, but now here you were, swollen with his child and in labor.

He has never been more aroused as your glaring at him and screaming profanities as your lover. Your hand is held tightly in his as your use all your strength to grip it and it makes Otis smile.

He's there the whole time while momma is coaching you through the whole process. He was there for baby's birth, so he knows somewhat of what's happening.

It isn't until he actually hears the cries of his child does he realize he's actually a father. He doesn't notice your sweat stare as he stares at your newborn son. The infant crying for the sense of touch. He doesn't think as he takes the baby into his arms, wrapping his arms around him, keeping him from the rest of the world.

It's not until he hears Baby's squeal does he come back to reality. His eyes focus on your smiling face, sweat running down your face as your hair splays around you.

With one hand he smooths your hair back and kisses your head tenderly, the other holding his child closer.

Otis is actually very gentle with his new son, when he's not taking care of victims, he's in your shared room watching you tend to the baby. No one is allowed to hold his child without his permission. he's very possessive of his child and refuses to let it out of his sight without you.

Let's be honest, after seeing how strong you are birthing his child, he's gonna wanna breed you again no matter where you are or time of day it is. Seeing you taking care of your child arouses him to an extent.

#otis firefly #otis driftwood #otis driftwood x reader #house of 1000 corpses #devils rejects #baby firefly #mama firefly

[stumacher-theghostface]

Unpopular opinion time with ang:

Neither otis or baby chose whether the victims stayed or left in the first movie.

Mama did . You could see the atmosphere change the moment they offended mama especially infront of her kids. It went fro. Easy going and flirty to tense and uncomfortable. They tried to mimic that original vibe after but failed. It's clear that really she's in charge of the household. Sure with the cops she goes to otis but the cops weren't so much victims as a threat to them. Otis.seems to handle threats while mama chooses victims based off of how respectful they are.

You may be saying "well jerry was respectful!" But no mocking their way of life is what caused his death meanwhile the women where constantly rude,judgemental and just disrespectful. So was bill. Bills reaction to the fetus in the jar going 'oh god' and allowing his girlfriend to go unchecked during her disrespectfulness not to mention the way they all stared at tiny.

They where all rude and had no manners and that's why i think mama chose them as otis,baby and the others don't seem NEARLY as affected by it all as mama was.

#otis driftwood #mama firefly

[myers-meadow]

Title: try me out sometime

I rewatched the movie and it is just SO much fun to watch.

Messing around with moodboards and pictures again instead of writing, this is for a House of 1000 corpses oc/self-insert that I just invented to have some fun with. There was too much to put in it so I just crammed as much as I could to represent the oc next to screenshots from the movie :)) Making hcs and having selfshippy talks with @immortal-velociraptor is the best thing <3

Credits:

Painting of Salomé: Jan Adam Kruseman - Salomé met het hoofd van Johannes de Doper

Screenshots: absencesrepetees, zimb0, leatherfaceologist

Axe, purse: whizpurr

Cards: snailspng

Lipstick, dress: trash-pngs

Candle pic: southofheaven

Background layers: moodboardpngs, himeprincessa

#moodboard #house of 1000 corpses #baby firefly #mama firefly #otis driftwood #selfshipping #slasher community #self ship

[moth--blood]

hot homicidal siblings

#house of 1000 corpses #otis driftwood #baby firefly #otis firefly #otis driftwood art #baby firefly art #my art #my art lol #horror #horror art #slashers #mama firefly #captain spaulding #the devils rejects #three from hell #moth draws

[doyouknowanythingaboutwitches]

WHO I WILL WRITE FOR: HCS AND FICS

I'm jump starting this account again; send me requests:))

Here's who I'll write for; I write just Aboite anything, to be honest.

1. Billy Hargrove

2. Eddie Munson

3. Beetlejuice

4. Anyone from the Lost Boys, minus Max and Star

5. Any Cenobite except Butterball

6. Almost anyone from DbD (just ask! :>)

7. Thomas Hewitt/Bubba Sawyer

8. Choptop

9. Jason Voorhees

10. Michael Myers

11. The Driller Killer (Slumber Party Massacre 2 Version)

12. Anyone from The Firefly Trilogy (House of 1000 Corpses, The Devil's Rejects and 3 From Hell)

13. Suzy Bannion (Suspiria)

14. MAYBE Freddy Krueger; depends on the request

15. Hellboy (2004 and 2019)

16. Argyle

#hellboy #beetlejuice #stranger things #billy hargrove #chop top x reader #leatherface #jason voorhees #michael myers #baby firefly #otis driftwood #captain spaulding #mama firefly #hellraiser #cenobite #eddie munson #the lost boys #freddy krueger #suspiria #argyle stranger things #dead by daylight #slumber party massacre 2 #the driller killer #stranger things fanfiction #slasher fanfiction #stranger things smut #slasher smut #beetlejuice smut #horror movies #the texas chainsaw massacre

[houseofthegeneticcarnivals]

can you write something about the fireflys during pride month???

Of course! Happy Pride Month, dear readers, I hope you enjoy the post.

The Firefly Family Embraces Pride: Unleashing a Rainbow of Chaos

As the colourful month of Pride descends upon the world, let us venture into the peculiar realm of the Firefly Family and explore how this twisted clan would celebrate in their own uniquely chaotic way.

🔥 Captain Spaulding:

Captain Spaulding, the grinning clown with a dark sense of humor, would proudly sport a vibrant rainbow clown wig and paint his face with prideful colors. He would embrace the spirit of celebration, delighting in telling twisted jokes and spreading laughter amidst the chaos of the carnival. With his booming voice, he would declare, "Pride ain't just for the living, it's for the dead too!"

💄 Mama Firefly:

Mama Firefly, the matriarch of the family, would wholeheartedly support and celebrate Pride Month with her own flamboyant flair. Adorned in vibrant feathers, sequins, and elaborate costumes, Mama would command attention as she struts through Pride parades with her fierce confidence. She would become an unofficial mother figure to queer individuals who have faced rejection, offering them a place within the twisted embrace of the Firefly Family. Mama Firefly's presence would ignite a sense of belonging and empowerment within the LGBTQ+ community.

🌟 Baby Firefly:

Baby, the seductive and unpredictable member of the family, would revel in the freedom of expression that Pride Month brings. Donning an extravagant outfit adorned with sequins, glitter, and bold rainbow patterns, she would dance her way through parades, twirling her rainbow-colored baton with mischief in her eyes. Baby's infectious energy and captivating charm would draw others into her whirlwind of celebration.

🌈 Otis Driftwood:

Otis, the deranged and sadistic member of the Firefly Family, may seem like an unlikely participant in Pride festivities. However, beneath his menacing exterior lies a complex soul. During this month, Otis would express his support for the LGBTQ+ community through his art—painting bold and haunting portraits that capture the struggles and triumphs of queer individuals. His artwork would serve as a powerful reminder that pride comes in all forms, even in the darkest corners.

🔥 Tiny Firefly:

Tiny, the towering and introverted member of the family, may appear intimidating at first glance, but deep down, he holds a gentle heart. During Pride Month, Tiny would embrace his allies within the LGBTQ+ community, offering a silent and steadfast presence. He would be a protector and a symbol of acceptance, standing tall and proud, letting his actions speak louder than words. Tiny's presence would serve as a reminder that strength and love can coexist in the most unexpected of souls.

🌈 R.J. Firefly:

R.J., the enigmatic and mysterious member of the Firefly Family, would find his own way to honor Pride Month. Known for his quiet demeanor and lurking presence, R.J. would express his support through subtle yet impactful actions. He would discreetly create intricate Pride-themed jewelry, handcrafted with care and adorned with colorful gemstones. R.J. would leave these tokens of solidarity in unexpected places, like hidden treasures for fellow queer souls to discover. His silent gestures would speak volumes, showing that support and acceptance can be found in the most unassuming corners of the Firefly realm.

🏳️‍🌈 The Firefly's Queer Allies:

Surprisingly, the Firefly Family would attract a diverse group of queer allies who find solace and kinship within their unconventional embrace. These allies, whether they be performers, artists, or misfits in their own right, would join the Firefly Family in celebrating Pride Month with unapologetic enthusiasm, forming a temporary community bonded by a shared love for the bizarre and a commitment to inclusivity.

Amidst the madness and mayhem, the Firefly Family embraces Pride Month in their own peculiar way. They understand that pride transcends societal norms and can be found even in the darkest corners of existence. So, whether they're painting rainbows on their clown masks, dancing with reckless abandon, or showcasing queer horror history, the Firefly Family reminds us that the most unexpected souls can find their place in the rainbow tapestry of pride.

Celebrate Pride with a twist, for the Firefly Family ignites a rainbow of chaos that defies expectations and celebrates the beauty of being unapologetically strange and wonderfully diverse.

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

Happy Pride Month!

🩵🩷🤍🩷🩵

#mod morticia #horror #slasher #slashers #headcanons #house of 1000 corpses #rob zombie #three from hell #baby firefly #horror blog #otis driftwood #mama firefly #rufus firefly #r.j. firefly #tiny firefly #captain spaulding #pride month #pride #lgbt

[azbatt]

baby firefly would have loved tiktok. that’s all i gotta say

i can just imagine her trying to get otis to do dances with her. he won’t do them willingly but he’ll do it with enough pestering(also mama would 100% do it with her)

#you cannot tell me im wrong #baby firefly #otis firefly #otis driftwood #mama firefly #house of 1000 corpses #rob zombie

[house-of-slayterr]

The Gangs All Here:

Tag: @oceansrose2002 @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @myers-meadow-selfship @queer-and-utter-chaos

Blinky’s POV:

I sadly bid goodbye to Tommy, but promised I’d come visit soon. His mother made it clear I was welcome anytime, despite her original hostility. And I told Monty I’d attempt to fix the wall next time and bring my good supplies. I had pretty much zoned out the whole day, my autism being particularly annoying today. Every little thing was making my skin crawl and my head pound. But I was trying my best to remain calm and in control.

Macy pulled up to our usual spot and parked.

“Wanna get some lunch before we head back to your place?”

I nodded. She frowned, lifting my chin with her finger.

“You feeling ok pretty girl?”

“I don’t know what’s gonna happen when I walk through that door Macy. I ran away, yes I told them I was going but still, I was a coward, I left.”

“I’m sure they won’t hold that against ya puddin’ how could anyone stay mad at you?”

She missed my nose and I giggled.

“Want me to go in with you?”

My eyes widened as I looked at her.

“It’s not like I don’t know.”

“I know that you know. But they don’t- know… you know, you know?”

“You’re cute when you don’t think before you speak.” She jeered.

I rolled my eyes.

“I just, I don’t want them to freak out. What if someone tries to hurt you? That would kill me inside.”

“You’re worried about me getting hurt? May I remind you I beat Thomas in our little wrestling contest last night?”

“Yeah you did” I smiled dreamily.

“There’s that smile I love so much! Come on let’s get you some proper food, I’m buying.”

Macy was too tall to put her arm on my shoulder, so she just put it on my head and I playfully glared up at her. I don’t know how she does it. Macy isn’t the happiest of people, at least not on the outside. Most people would probably find her scary or intimidating. Yet she always managed to make me smile, from that first day we met all those months ago.

Miss G greeted Macy and I Happily. As we sat in our spot she set down our coffees, leaving the pot at the table.

“You know you two are my favourite right?” She said.

Macy smiled at her. “Your boss makes the only edible food in this town” Macy joked, “it’s good to see you again.”

“You two deary, you know what you want to order yet? I know this one wants a pastry.” She laughed.

“Yes please!”

“Give us a moment to think, take your time with the other customers.”

Miss G gave us a kind smile and left us to look at the menus.

“Ugh, why can’t that woman be my mother.” Macy quipped.

“I know right. But Luda ain’t all that bad. She’ll get better.” I said, placing my hand in hers.

“I’ve never seen her yell at Hoyt like that before Blinky, I think you starred a wildfire.” She laughed.

“Good, your family needed to get in gear. I swear y’all didn’t say two words to each other that weren’t about me. Do you guys even talk?” I asked.

“Just me and Tommy. Nobody wants to hear what Hoyt or Monty have to say. And Ma, she has her kind moments but we mostly just stick to ourselves. I don’t mind it that much, means I don’t have anyone up my ass when I disappear from time to time.”

“And where would you be right now, if you weren’t with me?” I asked, curious.

“The Glenwood Cemetery in Huston. The place is huge! Everytime I go I read a few new graves and I like to think about the lives they may have had. Oldest grave I’ve found so far was 1871.”

I smiled fondly. Macy had strange interests but I always let her talk about them. I loved hearing her voice when she was happy. It had this little hum, when her tongue moves to fast and hit the top of her mouth. It sounded like little bees in my ears. She had the slightest lisp that she tried really hard to hide, but I thought it added to her charm.

My voice whistled too, ever since I lost that tooth. Sometimes my tongue would poke out from behind it and make a weird little sound. We looked over the menu, I knew it was really important to her that I ate something “healthy” so I put a pause on the could so I could focus. But that didn’t last long when I caught her staring.

“Yes?” I asked.

“Nothing,”

I squinted my eyes at her.

“Did you know you stick your tongue out when your focused?” She asked smugly.

“Pftt, I dont-“ I looked down, “oh. What’s that doing there?” I said.

She laughed airily, loud enough that some of the other patrons looked out way. But Macy was not one to be shy. Sure, she was stand offish, but that was because she didn’t like people. But she was never shy.

“I don’t know how you do it Blink, but I swear you get cuter each day.”

I blushed heavily.

“Hush, I’m trying to focus.”

She held her hands up in mock surrender. Seemingly she already knew what she was going to order.

“What about this? That’s got protein right?”

I pointed to it on her menu.

“A Falafel burger, sure, tons. You sure you’re up for trying it?”

“Mmm, it’s been a good day. I think I can handle a new food.”

“You two ready?”

“Umm yes, can we have one Falafel burger, fries on a different plate please. And I’ll take two of your lunch burritos and a salad for us to split.”

“You kids are hungry today, coming right up. Oh, Blinky the pastry of the day is apple fritters.” She addressed me.

“Apples!” I said, my eyes glowing.

She leaned in to whisper.

“I’ll put a few aside for you in a take out box.”

“You’re the best!” I smiled.

“Anything else to drink? Or just coffee today?”

I turned to Macy, “milkshake?” She grinned wide, “a strawberry milkshake with two straws please.”

“Coming right up. I’ll put extra whipped cream and a Cherry for each of you.”

“You’re a god send.” Macy complimented.

The woman blushed and hurried off to the kitchen.

“You’re only getting a milkshake cause you’ve been so good today. I’m proud of you for how you handled my family. They’re enough to drive anyone crazy”

I pouted.

“I’m always good.”

She rolled her eyes.

“Sure you are Blink, you’re like a little hurricane that sneaks up on people.”

I frowned.

“Oh come on Blink. You know you can’t have all this sugar all the time. You said you were studying medicine, you should know this.”

“Yeah yeah, so it could thicken my heart muscles. Fine, I’ll cut back on my sugar.”

“Wait really, that’s what happens?”

“Mmm, it increases your insulin and it has nowhere else to go.” I shrugged.

“And you still eat the way that you do? Doesn’t that scare you?”

“Not before you, no. And I didn’t have much of a choice. America is stupid, the things that are the worst for you are the cheapest and most readily available. I could buy a watermelon for $3.50 or I could get two boxes of cereal that will feed me for a week.”

“You mean for breakfast right?”

“Breakfast, lunch, dinner… it doesn’t matter, I used to ration one meal a day so I’m not really used to this whole, normal diet thing.”

Macy cringed.

“God Blinky, no wonder you’re so tiny. Your body never had anything to help it grow. The foods not going anywhere ok? You can eat as much as you want.”

“I know that, it’s just hard I guess. Old habits right?”

“Yeah.”

“So, tell me more about this cemetery.” I tried to pivot the conversation on me.

I knew she wouldn’t judge, but I didn’t like conversations focused on my flaws. It made me uneasy.

“Oh my god, you would love it there. It’s so quiet and the grounds keeper is really nice. There’s actually this crypt there a family and build in the early 1900s. They’re son had been missing for years and they thought he was dead, then he just showed up out of nowhere with no memories. Since he was alive, it never got used. He lets me go in there and write sometimes.”

“Wow, that does sound nice. Maybe I could read some of you writing sometime.”

“You gonna show me that drawing you did of me?”

“Eventually…”

“Then you have your answer.”

I rolled my eyes. Touché. The food came and Macy looked likes she had never seen food in her entire life. It was always funny to me how she could eat like there wasn’t enough food in the world. Miss G set the milkshake in the middle of the table.

“You two let me know if you need anything else.”

“Of course, thank you!” I said politely.

I stared at my food for a second, dissecting it with my eyes. Macy has already taken a bit out of one of her burritos. But she waited until her mouth wasn’t full to speak again. She slid some silverware across the table to me.

“Take off the top bun, it will be easier to cut.” She said.

I took the silverware and followed her instructions. I cut it into 6 neat pieces. And separated them on my plate.

“Ketchup?” I asked.

“Try a bite first.” She answered.

I nodded, slowly bringing the food to my mouth. The texture wasn’t what I was expecting, but it wasn’t bad. The flavour was nice, and I smiled into the bite. She looked at me expectantly and I gave her a thumbs up.

“Ketchup.” I concluded.

She let out a little snort from her nose, which made me scrunch mine in return. It was a adorable. I ate about half of it before I reached for the milkshake. It was much better. It was sweet, and cold and it felt nice on my tongue. Macy had mostly been drinking her coffee, and I had a sneaking suspicion she was trying to save most of it for me.

“You can have some you know, we did order to share.”

“You first.” She said.

“You know full well I’ll drink this whole thing by myself if you don’t stop me.” I teased.

“Ok, sassy. Fine I’ll have some.”

She moved the cup between us and sipped from her straw. It was like one of those classic scenes from those 50s movies. To top it off, she scooped up some whipped cream in her finger and put it on my nose. I pulled back, alarmed.

“You did not just-“

“I did, what are you gonna do about it?”

I took a French fry and threw it at her head, but she caught it in her mouth. I glared at her and she just laughed.

“Face it Blinky, you’re even sweeter than this milkshake.” She said.

“I hate you.”

“You love me.”

“I know.”

I moved my plate out of the way, and stabbed my fork into the salad. We got it with no dressing cause I hate dressing. It made the veggies also soggy. Gross. The crispy cucumbers were my favourite part. I was surprised to see Macy was already onto her second burrito. I think it had eggs and meat and cheese, I looked at it in disgust. I didn’t mean to show it on my face, but sometimes I couldn’t help it. Macy rolled her eyes.

“You enjoying the salad.”

“Very fresh.” I said.

She took a break from her monstrosity of a lunch to eat some of the salad with me. I had no idea how she wasn’t full already. I sipped my coffee, the contrast between it and the Milkshake were a little jarring. But it wasn’t bad. The caffeine would help. I’d been sober for almost a week now, and I wasn’t feeling the best. But Macy didn’t need to know about that. I recently learned her middle name was Josephine cause Tommy’s sign name for her was MJ.

He made mine “cute” but signed with a B for my name. How could I argue against it when he himself looked cute signing it. I didn’t want to break his heart, so I gladly excepted the name. It was easier than spelling out Blinky. Tiny’s name already had a sign, so he didn’t need a special one. Miss G came back and she down one pasty for each of us, while sliding the take out box into my backpack with a wink. I smiled at her as she was called away to help someone else.

“Hey M?”

“Yes?” She asked.

“What if I- no it’s stupid.”

“Nothing you can say is stupid Blinky. I say the same thing to Tommy all the time. You both need to be a little more confident.” She said.

“What if I worked here?” I asked.

“Here? It’s not that far from your house I don’t think. Not that I’ve been there yet.” She put emphasis on the last part, “it’s a bit of a walk though isn’t it?” She pointed out.

I hummed.

“But you’d look cute in the uniform.” She smirked.

Of course that’s what she would focus on. The only think more ferocious then her appetite, was her sex drive. And I had unknowingly unleashed that can of worms. Oops.

“I’d have to ask of course. But like, beats working at the gas station. And it’s small enough that even full it wouldn’t be too loud, not that it ever gets too full.”

“Can you handle a job?” She cringed, “I’m sorry that came out wrong.”

“No, no it’s fine. I’ve had plenty before. I think my family will be more lenient on chores if I’m bringing in more money. Plus there’s tips. Only tip we get at the gas station is a middle finger.” I laughed.

“Then go for it. I could come visit you at work.” She smiled.

“And you wouldn’t have to worry so much about me when you’re back home. Now we know they have something healthy I can eat.”

“That is very true.”

When we finished our meal I only had two pieces of my burger left, but I didn’t think it would heat up well. I looked at Macy.

“It’s ok little bug, you did good. I’m proud of you.”

I smiled, glad I was able to please her. I was surprised when she put a whole $20 on the table for tip. I raised a brow at her.

“Made some extra fixing up an old bike and a few days before you called. I’ve got some cash to spend, and she deserves it.”

“Don’t leave it on the table, sticky fingers around here.” I suggested.

We walked up to the counter and slid the money to Miss G.

“Aww thank you cuties, you didn’t half to.”

“Please for all you do for us, I did have a question though.”

“Shoot kid!”

“Are you guys hiring? I’d have to ask my dad but-“

“I would love to have you working here, you’d bring some smiles to this place. Let me go get the paperwork and you can think on it.”

“Thank you.”

We waited by the counter for a second, but that’s when a three boys walked in. Roughly around our age, maybe a little older than me. But they were the rowdy type, that much was evident from the laughter disturbing the peace. I tensed slightly but Macy rubbed her hand up my arm.

The came beside us to sit at the counter, and started hollering for some service. I rolled my eyes.

“Ain’t anybody working here or is it self service?” On of them called.

I grit my teeth, if I was gonna work here I’d have to deal with idiots like this. But they were no worse than the gas station idiots. But when she came back out to hand me my papers and one of the boys said something under his breath, o was beyond irritated. She didn’t deserve that.

“When you’re done serving that fine piece of ass over there, could you help a brother out?” One of the older looking boys said.

I saw his eyes on Macy and I was shaking. She wasn’t very pleased about it either. I said my thank you to Miss G and gave her a look of pity as she walked over to them. What I wasn’t expecting was for one of them to come over while his friends were order.

“You from around here sweetheart?” He asked Macy.

She rolled her eyes turning around.

“No, but my girlfriend is” she put emphasis on the girlfriend part.

I smiled smuggly.

“Why looking for something to do, afraid there’s not much. Why dont you and you’re friend check out Captain Spaulding’s Museum of Monsters and Madmen, if you’re up for a good scare.”

Macy gave me a look, recognising all the months ago when I told her to stay far away. She grinned.

“Yeah, if you’re man enough.” Macy teased him.

“Oh I’m man enough, we’ll check it out for sure. You two hotties gonna be there”

“You bet!” I sent a fake wink. “See you around handsome.”

Macy and I burst out laughing when we got outside.

“So do I finally get to see your Gruncle’s cabinet of curiosities?”

“We wouldn’t miss that for the world.” I grinned.

They deserved it for being rude or Miss G, and Ogling my girls ass.

“You ready for this?”

“As I’ll ever be I guess. Don’t take it to personally if they don’t like you at first. Otis hates everyone.”

She chuckled, “sounds a lot like Hoyt”

I froze, turning to look at her.

“He is nothing like that man.” I said coldly, I hadn’t meant to.

And I know she didn’t mean to insult him. But Otis was nothing like that Vile man Macy shared blood ties with.

“Sorry, that was meant to be a joke. Won’t happen again.”

“No, I’m- I’m sorry Macy I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that. I’m just a little on edge right now.”

“Blinky you don’t have to apologise for having emotions. You love your dad, and I love that you do.”

I smiled at her, getting onto her bike as usual as we rode back to the house. As we pulled up, I’m sure it was loud enough in the house no one had heard us. I grabbed Macy’s hand and lead her to the garden.

“Where are we going?”

“I gotta check on something first.” I said.

I dragged her around the side of the house, and sure enough there was some fresh dirt. We both stopped and looked down at it.

“Is that?”

“My mother, yeah. Rest in pieces I guess.”

Macy snorted and flipped off the pile of dirt. I couldn’t help but laugh along with her.

“Good, good to know that part of my life is over. I never want to think about her again if I can help it.”

I knelt down and started picking some of the lilies I’d planted a while ago.

“What are you doing Blink?” Macy asked curiously.

I held the flowers up to her.

“Gives these to Mama, than at the very least she’ll like you. If Mama likes you, no one is gonna dare disobey her. Not unless they got hit over the head a few to many times, so maybe don’t talk to RJ.” I joked, “that was a joke btw.”

“You’re cute.”

“So you keep saying.”

“It’s true though. And I’ll keep saying it because it makes you blush every time.”

“You’re evil, you know that woman? Total scum bag.” I said.

“Mmm, and do evil women get a kiss from their partner?” She mused.

“I don’t know, are you gonna be nice when we go inside?”

“I’ll think about it.”

“Then I’ll think about it.”

She rolled her eyes, setting the flowers down on the ledge near the house and picked me up, spinning me around. I couldn’t help but giggle, and when she finally stopped she pulled me in to a kiss. I melted into it, feeling all the stress leave my body.

“I’ll behave” she whispered, leaning down so her forehead was on mine.

“And I’ll protect you if anyone tries anything.”

“Aww, my little guard dog.”

I glared up at her.

“Come on, let’s get inside. I’m sure they’re worried about you. I would be too if you suddenly disappeared for 5 days.”

I cringed. Yeah not my best move. But I was glad none the less that Otis let me leave. It was nice to be away from the house for a while. I didn’t need to knock cause I had the house key. I pushed the door open and was immediately greeted by the chaotic sounds of my family. Baby was blasting music in the living room, I could hear Mama and Spaulding chatting in the kitchen, and I have no idea what the hell the others were doing at the back of the house but I could hear it from here.

I grabbed Macy’s hand and dragged her into the kitchen. Spaulding was the first to look up. One thing about him, he never forgot a face.

“Don’t I know you?” He addressed Macy.

“We met a whole back, at that farmers market. Blinky here sold me some of your chicken. Which was really good by the way.”

Smart move, Spaulding loved compliments. Especially about his cooking. He, Mama and Otis cooked the most in the house. Manon specialised more in dinner, and Selena sometimes helped with the prep work.

“These are for you Mrs. Firefly.” Macy held out the flowers and Mama gladly took them.

“Oh how sweet, we’re glad to have you Back Blinky. Why don’t you introduce us to your friend here?”

Mama was always hospitable. Which is why I went to her first.

“Mama, Cap, this is actually my girlfriend. Macy. I stayed with her while I was away.”

“Girlfriend?” Spaulding asked amused.

“Mhhhm, she knows about us.” I clarified so they wouldn’t have to lecturing about keeping someone around being dangerous. “She would never tell anyone.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes sir. My family participated in a similar… hobby.” She explained.

Sure saying you’re a killer is one thing, but I don’t blame her for not wanting to tell them right away.

“When did this happen?” Mama asked, ushering us both to sit.

“Since the Framers Market.”

“All that time and you kept ‘er a secret? Not sure how Otis is gonna feel about this.” Spaulding worried.

“That’s why I came to you both first.”

“You staying for dinner sweetheart?”

“If you’ll have me.”

“Of course Sugar, why don’t you go introduce her to the others. Make yourself at home little miss Macy.”

“Thank you Mrs. Firefly.”

“Please call me Mama.”

I gave Mama a quick hug, and kissed Spaulding on the top of his head.

“Can we talk later?” I asked.

“Sure kid, you know where to find me.”

Macy followed me into the living room where I turned down Baby’s music. Not off, just down a little. My head felt like it was buzzing from all the electric guitars. Baby turned to look at me, but her eyes quickly met Macy’s.

“Who’d ya bring for us Blink?” She asked.

I chuckled.

“She’s not for that, Baby, this is my girlfriend, Macy. Macy this is my- aunt? I don’t know we never really defined that.” I laughed awkwardly.

“Aunt, sister, all the same to me. Love this kid no matter what.” She said, holding her hand out to shake Macy’s.

“Can’t say I blame ya, they’re easy to love aren’t they?”

Baby smiled wildly, already approving of the new company.

“We miss ya Blink, it was no fun without ya.” Baby said, wrapping me in a tight hug.

“I’m sure you managed just fine, looks like you were having plenty fun before I interrupted.”

“Mhhhm, RJ got me a new CD!”

“What is he Santa Claus now? Why the sudden interest in gifts?” She shrugged. “You know where the others are?”

“Umm, Ghostie and RJ are watching a movie in his room. And Doe Eyes and Otis-“

“Doe Eyes and Otis what?” I asked suspiciously.

“They’re busy. I’ll let him know you’re home and he’ll come find you later yeah?”

“Alright…”

I squinted my eyes suspiciously.

“She staying for dinenr?”

“Your Ma said I could, that cool with you?”

“Totally cool! You’ll have to tell me where you got the jacket Macy!”

Before they could chat more I was dragging her upstairs to my room, and Baby was blasting her music again. I didn’t want to bother RJ, and there was something suspicious about Baby not telling me what my dad was up to. But we’d see everyone down at dinner so there was no rush. I closed the door and threw myself face down onto the bed, groaning into my pillow.

“I’d say it’s going pretty well Bumble Bee, you had nothing to worry about.”

“It’s not those three I’m worried about?” I said, looking up at her.

“I live with Hoyt, I can handle anything they throw at me. Promise.”

“Pinky?” I asked.

She held out her pinky and locked it with mine, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“You feeling ok Darlin’ you’re getting a little shaky there.”

“Yeah yeah, I’m cool… cool cool.”

“That sounds like something someone who is not cool would say.”

I sighed, crawling across my bed to lay my head on her lap.

“Why did she have to come here?” I asked.

Macy looked down at me, playing with one of my bouncy curls.

“I don’t know Blink.” She said sadly.

“It’s like everything was going good, great even. I was happy. So fucking happy!” I said.

“Did you just say fuck?” She raised a brow at me amused.

“Oh, right!” I said popping up and shoving a few bills in my sweat jar, “gotta pay up for what I said to Hoyt too. Even if he did deserve it.”

Macy chuckled.

“You say that like someone’s making you have the swear jar Blinky. Swearing ain’t that bad, I do it all the fucking time.” She smiled.

“Yeah yeah. I know there’s ways you can do it that aren’t mean, I just, I don’t like they way it sounds coming out of my mouth. Besides, a few more slip ups and I can get you something nice.” I smiled.

“You swearing on purpose to get something pretty for your girlfriend?” She asked.

“I’m just being lazy on purpose, the swearing is still an accident.” I laughed.

“I’m sorry your mom tried to ruin this for you, that wasn’t very nice of her.”

“No, it wasn’t.”

I sat back down on the bed next to her.

“Hey Macy?”

“Yes Blinky?”

I know she sometimes got amused when I said her name, even though we were already in the middle of the conversation. But I couldn’t help it. I liked the way her name felt on my tongue. Short and sweet, the exact opposite of her.

“Do you smoke? Like, smoke smoke?” I asked.

She seemed a little taken aback, but smiled anyway.

“I have before yes… why?”

“Do you want to?” I asked.

Now she was grinning from ear to ear.

“Why you got some?” I nodded.

“Honestly don’t think I can go back down there without it. Everything’s too much right now.”

She ran her hand along my arms again.

“Oh, and we should tell Spaulding that he’ll have some special guest at his showing after dinner tonight. Sure if you ask nicely he’ll let you help.” I said.

“You just wanna see me in action.” She mused.

“I will neither confirm or deny” I said, as I reached over in my drawer where some of my pre rolled joints were.

I made some mini ones, just to tell calm my mind on a regular basis. I didn’t want to be high everyday, but my sensory issues were not getting easier and it was the only thing that seemed to help. But I found a regular sized one jammed in the back. I grabbed a lighter from my nightstand and crawled back over to wear Macy sat. She laid down on her back, and I put my head on her stomach, laying perpendicular to her.

“Your family lets you smoke?”

“They know I do sometimes. Baby smokes too. Doe Eyes and Otis have regular cigs if you want one. I could snag a few for you.”

“My little thief” she ruffled my hair.

I was going to need to be actually stoned to survive family dinner. My nerves where getting the better of me. I mean I knew she was dead, we saw the evidence. So why did I still feel so heavy? So lost? Why the hell was I so scared? I didn’t notice tears start to slip until Macy’s big hands were on my face.

“Hey little bug, talk to me.”

I shook my head. Words were suddenly very hard.

“Hey, it’s ok, you’re ok. You’re safe.” She reassured me.

I gave her a pity smile. She reached over, grabbing the joint from my hand and lit it, holding it out to me. I weakly took a puff and laid back down, screwing my eyes shut. She took a hit herself, I couldn’t blame her if she was a little nervous. Anyone would be meeting my family. I know she tried to play strong and tough, but she was human like the rest of us.

She let my hair and held it out for me again. After a little while had passed and half the joint was gone, she spoke again.

“Feeling any better?”

I gave her a slow nod, signing a little.

“Are you non verbal right now Blinky?” She asked.

I was ashamed to say it, and I knew she’d figure it out eventually even if I didn’t tell her. I wasn’t very good about hiding what was wrong with me. And I didn’t want to have to hide it from her. I just wish it wasn’t there in the first place. That I wasn’t so broken and life wasn’t so much harder for me for no reason.

“That’s ok baby, you’re ok. Do you want me to tell them you aren’t feeling well and will skip dinner?”

I shook my head and sighed “Bad idea. You need food”

She playful glared at the irony of my comment.

“Yeah, you’re right. How about I do most of the talking tonight then? I think I can handle ‘em”

“Ok” I signed.

“And Blinky, it’s ok you didn’t tell me. But you don’t have to hide your autism from me ok? I’m actually pretty sure Tommy is on the spectrum too.”

I gave her a look that said “really?”

“Mhmm. But when you’re feeling better, you have to promise to talk to me more ok? I can’t read your mind, and you don’t have to suffer alone anymore ok? Everyone in this house right now wants what’s best for you, ok? I’m not gonna judge you Blinky, I love you.”

That was the first time she’d said it. I mean of course I knew it, and I felt it, and I hope she felt it too. But neither of us had said it seriously before.

“You love me?” I sighed.

“More than anyone I’ve ever known.”

I was able to stutter out a weak “I love you” before I felt too tired to speak again.

I swear it almost looked like she was about to smile too. She kissed the back of my hand, respecting that I was way too overstimulated right now.

“Just relax Darlin’ why don’t you try to nap and I’ll wake you when they say dinners ready?”

I nodded, closing my eyes and snuggling up to her. Weed dreams were always the strangest.

An: the ketchup thing is so funny to me cause I’m allergic 😭 damn my tomato allergy ruining everything! Will write the others meeting her next, this chapter was just getting kinda long lol.

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