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toescratches · 10 months

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The Sinclair brothers have work to do. A couple of tourists adventure into town. But unfortunately after they've been hunted down and cleaned up, the brothers come across more work and more problems. That being the now abandoned baby in the car. (SHOULD I CHANGE THE SUMMARY AT THIS POINT?!?!?!)

Tw: Bo is Bo, they're slashers what do you expect, they won't kill the baby obv, the baby is a girl or AFAB, Vincent is here 😱, Lester bbg is here 🤭, they're conflicted, timeskipping cuz I'm lazy, lots of cursing, prolly awkward and cringe but idk, sorry this is short

tags:@wheresmyson @kitty11sstuffig @swaggbella @imnotevenherern00100 @kait0sicecre4m @peyton-peyton @wildaces @small-sinclair @santa-carla-boardwalk-1987 @number1120 @blurrymango

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{timeskipping to toddler age😨}

Bo sipped his beer as he sat on living room couch and watched TV. The thunder loudly rumbled outside and made it feel like the whole house shook.

He took another big swig out of his bottle, in the background, the television kept making loud noises of the show playing.

Suddenly his attention is stolen by the sound of little feet, coming down the stairs. Bo looks to his right, up at the end of the staircase.

"Y/N? You know you're supposed to be in bed." Bo yells at the staircase as he turns down the volume of the TV.

A loud, pitiful and annoyed whine sounds down the stairs.

Bo sighs and stands up. He turns off the TV and walks to the bottom of the stairs. He spots the little girl, sitting at the top of stairs with a pout.

"C'mon baby... You gonna go to bed or do I have to take you...?" Bo asks with hands on his hips.

Y/N whines again. "But Daaaddyyy–! It's scary!" She pouts.

"What scary, sweetie?" He softly questions and begins to mske his way up the stairs, towards his young child.

She points down at the window.

"Oh, the thunder?" He coos at her.

Y/N sniffs and nod her head.

"Well how about... I'll take you back to our room and I'll help you sleep? Okay?" Bo asks with a raised eyebrow.

She nods her head with a frown and reaches her hands up to Bo, wanting to be picked up. Bo chuckles. He reaches down to hus daughter, picking her up by her armpits. He places the little girl on his hip and kisses his forehead.

A loud thunder sounds from outside and scares Y/N, making her flinch. Y/N curles up against her father's side and Bo softly smiles at this.

"You sleepy, baby?" He asks and caresses her head. He gets a nod as a answer.

"Okay, let's go to sleep." He sofly smiles and walks up the stairs, and to their room. Bo gently pushes the bedroom door open, and steps inside, with his daughter on his hip. He puts her down on her bed, next to his own.

"There you go..." Bo whispers and tucks her in. He puts the soft blanket over her, handing her, her teddy.

Y/N tightly hugs the teddy bear. and turns to lay on her side, to look at her father.

"I don't like the storm..." She whispers to him. (how do toddlers speak💀)

"Oh me neither, baby... But don't worry. I'll be here so you can go to sleep..." He whispers down to her and caresses her cheek.

She nods with a yawn. Bo smiles softly at her and leans down to kiss the girl's cheek.

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Bo waits, sitting on the side of her bed, till she falls asleep.

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Im so sorry I didn't write anymore, I was so bored 😭

PLEASE SUGGEST ME SUMMARIES AND IDEAD ETC!!!

i didn't know what else to write

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toescratches · 10 months

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I can't be the only one who wants to peg big, strong, masculine, serial killer men till they're crying and sobbing for mercy.

I'll make them make a mess and then I'll humiliate the fuck out of them.

#smut #slasher #slasher content #slasher fandom #slasher community #slasher fanfiction #slasher fucker #slasher headcanons #michael myers #jason voorhees #brahms heelshire #vincent Sinclair #freddy krueger #bo Sinclair #ghostface #sc4veng3r

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toescratches · 10 months

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MASTERLIST

— sweetheart —

pt.1

pt.2

pt.3

pt.4

pt.5

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toescratches · 10 months

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Should I do a timeskip to toddler age or continue the baby story in the next part of 'sweetheart' ?

Pls tell me

@small-sinclair @swaggbella @peyton-peyton @wildaces @kait0sicecre4m @santa-carla-boardwalk-1987 @imnotevenherern00100 @sketchy-rosewitch @wheresmyson

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toescratches · 10 months

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tags: @wheresmyson @kitty11sstuffig @swaggbella @imnotevenherern00100 @kait0sicecre4m @peyton-peyton @wildaces @small-sinclair @santa-carla-boardwalk-1987

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{little timeskip from the last part?}

Bo and Vincent had moved back to the house, now through the underground tunnels to avoid the heat outside.

Vincent looked at his brother's back as they moved through the pathway. The black haired man was filled with confusion and curiosity at his older brothers actions.

Bo ignored the burning of his brothers judging gaze against his back. He continued to drag the carrier along the ground as he held his new baby girl in his arms. He's stil figuring it out but he's doing ok.

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They finally arrive to the basement door above them after a 5 minute walk. The older of the two (three) waits aside as his brother climbs up the ladder and opens it. The light from their father's room, shines down into the tunnel as Bo hands the empty but heavy carrier up to his younger brother.

Vincent takes it and puts it aside as he waits for his brother.

Bo stays down and stares up at his brother as he caresses the baby's back.

His brother above him, looks down at him with a buzzled and questioning look as he waits.

What are you waiting for? Hand the baby to me!

Vincent signs to his brother, but Bo stays down.

"I-I... Just wait a moment." Bo breathes out with a uncomfortable and akward tone.

Are you serious?! You don't trust me?!

Vincent signs again now with dramatic moves of anger.

"Yes I trust you!... I'm just nervous... Okay!" Bo groans and sways around for a moment before reaching up with the fussing baby in his arms. He hands the child up to his waiting brother, who takes the baby into his arms with a reluctant emotion.

Bo groans and climbs up the ladder from the tunnel, to the room. Vincent moves aside to make more space for his older brother.

After he is up, Bo pushes down the basement door and walks up to Vincent.

"C'mon, I can take her..." Bo says and reaches his hands to his brother, waiting.

After not receiving an answer or a action from Vincent, Bo speaks again.

"C'mon you freak, hand her over!" Bo burts out.

Vincent adjusts the baby to be in a comfortable and safe position, being held by one arm so he can sign to his brother.

She smells nice... She is so soft... And so light...

Bo looks a little bit curios and confused at this but quite quickly gathers himself.

"Y-Yeah... She's nice, ain't she? Real sweet one... Little sweetheart..." He chuckles and crouches in front of his brother and the baby in his arms.

Vincent let's out a hum of agreement and acknowledgement at his brother's words.

They sit on the floor, in a comfortable silence, looking at the baby. Until she (the little mf) begins to fuss around and slowly cry.

The both brothers jump at the sound and quickly, in a panicking way, stand up.

"Shit, shit, shit! What are we supposed to do?! What does it need?!" Bo yells in a panic.

Vincent only shrugs as he tries to lightly bounce and sway the baby in his arms, to calm her down.

"W-We need... Baby stuff?! Right?! What the hell is baby stuff?!" Bo paces around as he tries to come up with something.

"Smell it-! I mean, Sniff it! Diaper! Is it full?!" He tells his brother and walks back to him.

Vincent grabs onto the baby lightly and raises her up to his face. He curiously sniffs and quickly retracts and keeps his distance from the crying baby.

Vincent doesn't even need to speak to tell his brother the answer. Bo lets out a loud sigh as he takes the baby from underneath its pits and walks out of the room.

The wax artist quickly follows his brother, as he walks down the hall, down the small steps, to the living room, and through it to the kitchen at the end of the house. (I've studied the house okay???)

Bo reluctantly places the baby on his hip(cause poopy) and picks up the phone on the kitchen counter.

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After 7 minuted Lester had sped up to the driveway, ran out of his car and into the house.

"What the hell do you mean you 'have a baby'?!" Lester yells when he bursts inside.

"What the fuck do you think I meant you r-?! I meant that I have a baby right here and it has a shit in it's diaper!!!"

Bo answers, yelling even louder as the baby's loud wails fill the house.

Lester's eyes widen as he sees the baby in his older brothers arms. "W-Wha... Bo you ain't serious, right?!" He asks with panic and confusion.

Bo stays quiet.

"Just go to the store and buy some diapers... And other shit. I'll text you what we need." He murmurs.

Lester sighs in defeat and walks out of the house again.

Bo keeps bouncing the crying baby, trying to calm her down.

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(i skipped the shopping part cuz im lazy)

Lester groans as he puts the heavy grocery bags on the living room floor. He had just returned from the city with the stuff for the baby. The youngest Sinclair brother had bought all the things that Bo had listed for him that being: diapers, formula, couple of onesies, a teddy and a brand new light blanket for her.

While Lester was away, Bo decided to wash the baby and Vincent went to the attic to bring a old crib down.

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Bo softly smiles at the baby's small giggles as he dries her with a towel. He had decided that Lester would take too long and the baby was uncomfortable, so the answer was to clean her while they waited for their shopper.

Bo finishes with the drying her and wraps the towel around her, to keep her warm. He brings her close to his chest and cradles her. He puts his cheek on her head and caresses her back as he sits on the closed toilet.

"What the hell are we going to call you..." He quietly and softly whispers as he continues to caress her.

He hears the sound of the door and slowly standa up with the baby in his arms. He looks up at the mirror in front of him, above the sink. He watches the scene, the brutal serial killer of Ambrose, holding a baby. And not trying to kill her.

He looks down at the baby against his chest, and gently brushes her back with his knuckles.

"What about Y/N...? You like that? I like that..." He whispers to the baby with a soft smile.

The baby girl answers with a small cooing noise and Bo chuckles at this.

Bo's attention is taken by the sound of his brothers in the living room. He sighs and steps out of the bathroom.

Bo walks down the hall, down the small steps and into the large living room. (i have to flex that i know the house, ok?!) There he sees his younger brothers unpacking Lester's findings.

"C'mon dipshits, hand me a diaper and clothes for this little asshole..." He grumps.

Lester sighs and walks to his older brother, with the things he had "asked" for in his hands.

"There... Vinny already dragged y'all's old crib into yours bedroom. Go and take care of this cute little nuisance..." Lester hands Bo the items and chuckles. He caresses Y/Ns cheek with a goofy.

"Alright that's enough. Thanks. Good night." Bo grunts, turns around and walks up the stairs to his bedroom.

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Bo quietly closes the door behind him, as he steps into his bedroom.

"There we go... It's a little bit dirty, but you don't give a fuck, do ya?" He whispers and akwardly chuckles.

He walks to the bed in the corner of the room and cleans the bed with one hand. "That's better, ay...?" Bo whispers and sits down. He lays down on the bed with a tired sigh of relief and gently places the baby on his chest. Bo looks down at the baby, laying on his chest and softly smiles at her.

"You wanna sleep? I bet you do." He chuckles and gently pets her head.

Bo raises her up from his chest and lays her down, on his bed, next to him. He looks to the other side of the room, at the crib that Vincent had brought there.

He makes sure that Y/N stays safely on the bed while he stands up and prepares the crib for her.

After doing that, Bo puts the diaper on her and dresses the baby.

"Yeah... That's alot nicer isn't it..." He whispers to her and picks her up from the bed.

Bo sways the tiny child in his arms as he walks to the crib. He gently and slowly puts her down in the crib. The brunette softly smiles as he sees the baby's eyes fluttering shut.

"Good night... Y/N..." Bo whispers and steps away from the crib.

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I rushed this so tell me if it's shit

TELL ME IF I SHOULDN'T USE y/n AND I SHOULD USE SOMETHING ELSE LIKE [Name] or smth 🧍🏻‍♂️

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toescratches · 10 months

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Tw: Bo is Bo, they're slashers what do you expect, they won't kill the baby obv, the baby is a girl or AFAB, Vincent is here 😱, Lester mentioned, they're conflicted, sorry this is short

tags for ppl who asked for pt2: @peyton-peyton @alicesinclair29 @wheresmyson @wildaces @santa-carla-boardwalk-1987 @blurrymango @sketchy-rosewitch @small-sinclair @hidingfromtex @kitty11sstuffig

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Bo grunts in annoyance as he continues to drag the heavy carrier, along with him up the hill. He takes heavy breaths at the heat and at the extra weight he is carrying with him.

As Bo finally arrives at the steps of the House of Wax, he puts down the carrier, in the shade, and pants as he tries to catch his breath.

Fucking finally he thinks. Bo opens the door for the musem and picks up the carrier. He looks down at the baby. She looks up at him with curiosity and confusion. Bo scoffs and averts his gaze back to the entrance.

Finally he walks inside the museum. "Vincent!! Come out!" Bo yells and groans in annoyance. He sets the carrier on the floor and walks to the other side of the house, to Vincent's cave.

Bo is taken by surprise when his brother emerges up the stairs. "Took you long enough..." He groans under his breath.

Vincent looks up at Bo with a buzzled look in his eye and gesture for an explanation for his yelling.

Bo groans in annoyance, turns and walks back to the carrier in the hall. Vincent tilts his head in confusion but follows his brother.

As soon as Vincent sees what Bo had dragged into the museum, he freezes. What the hell?!

Bo looks down at the baby in the carrier, with his back to Vincent, waiting for his reaction.

Vincent walks around, trying to gather himself and his thoughts. This can't be real. Is all he can think.

The older twin puts his hands into his pockets and sways on his feet. Bo's face is no longer filled with confusion and panic. It's not only frustration, annoyance and curiosity. The baby keeps making quiet noises of coo's and weakly reaches it's hands up to the man above her.

Bo tilts his head as he stares at the child. In the background, behind him, he hears the sounds of Vincent's shuffling feet and his groans of distress.

Bo fights something inside him as he looks down at the child. Eventually he seems to lose this fight as he crouches down and begins to take the baby out of the carrier.

Vincent turns his head at the sound of unbuckling and looks at Bo with confusion. He quickly realizes what his brother is doing, and walks up to his brother to protest.

Vincent desperately grabs onto his brothers shirt and tries to pull him up, and away from the carrier with the baby girl. Bo groans in annoyance and pulls away from his brother's grip. He turns back to look at the child and finally picks it up. Bo holds her in against his chest with a causios and nervous hold, no wonder since he has no idea what he is doing.

Vincent circles his brother and tries to make non-verbal signs to his older brother, to please put the child down and walk away. Bo keep ignoring him as he tries to get a comfortable and a firm, but gentle, grip on the girl.

Vincent whines in distress and desperation as he looks at his brother and turns around with a groan of frustration. Why?! God damnit! Vincent hold his head in his hands as he wanders around.

Bo seems to be unmoved by this as he keeps his attention on the baby girl in his arms.

"Hey, baby... What's your name...?" He whispers with a awkward tone. He is clearly slightly uncomfortable, but tries his best.

The baby only responds with cooing and stares. Bo chuckles at this and lightly bounces the baby in his hold.

Bo keeps the slight smirk on his face as he hears Vincent approaching from behind. His brother walks next to him, and quietly stares.

The black haired(emo) man taps his brothers shoulder, trying to get his attention. Bo turns his head and looks at Vincent with a questioning expression, waiting for him to act.

Vincent begins to sign to his brother. What the hell are you planning?!

Bo chuckles. "C'mon what's up your ass? It's not that big of a deal."

Not that big of a deal?!! It's a baby!! He quickly and dramatically answers.

"Yeah I know that, you shithead!" Bo groans. "I won't make her your problem, okay?! We won't kill a baby... And she's quite quiet, no?" He chuckles.

Vincent groans and lets out a big sigh of frustration. You're acting impulsively! Stop being dumb! We can't take care of a baby!!

Bo rolls his eyes and turns to look back at the baby. "I or Lester will go to the city and buy some shit! It's not that difficult! And think about it, we won't have anyone looking after the town, Mama's town, after we die or get killed!" He tries to reason with his brother.

Vincent sighs and crosses his arms over his chest. I still can't believe this is happening... He sighs with one hand to his brother.

"Let it be already. We'll handle it, and if not us them I will!" Bo grunts and gently bounces the baby around in his arms while looking down at her.—————————————————————————

PLEASE COMMENT IF YOU WANT TO BE TAGGED IN THE FUTURE!!

Sorry this is so short, I'm such a lazy and slow writer and I felt like I had to upload today!

Critism is appreciated!

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toescratches · 10 months

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Tw: Blood and gore(they kill obv), Bo is Bo, Vincent mentioned, Lester mentioned, they're slashers what do you expect, they won't kill the baby obv, the baby is a girl or AFAB

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Bo looked out of the window as he sipped his morning coffee. Lester had just called and told him about the pair of tourists that he had guided to the town. He squinted and looked down the hill at the truck. The couple steps out of the car and looks around their surroundings.

He places his mug down on the table and steps back from the window. Lester has done his part. Now will be Bo, then Vincent...

Bo scoffs at the thought but picks up his cap and walks out of the house. He begins his way down the hill and towards the oblivious victims.

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Bo peeked around the corner as the tourists walk around the ghost town. He has done this dozens of times, he knows what he is doing... But he still feels a tiny bit of hesitation. Why?

He wonders but quickly gathers himself and walks over to the wandering couple.

"Hello folks! What are y'all doing here?" He says with a strong southern accent.

The couple turns around. The woman slightly flinches at the sudden sounds of the strange man, but the husband only wipes away sweat from his forehead and speaks.

"Heya... We were looking for a gas station... You know where one would be?" The man asks from Bo with a heavy breathe from the heat. The woman stays behind him and looks at Bo with a confused and alert look.

"Of course! I'm the mechanic of the town. What do y'all need help with?" Bo asks with a forced chuckle.

The man gulps and nods. The heat is getting to him and the woman sways around with impatientancy. "Yeah umm... I think we blew a tire. Would've taken care of it by myself but we don't have a spare... Think you could be of assistance?" The tourist groans.

"Might need some gas too..." He sighs under his breath with his hands on his hips.

"I can do that. Just follow me. The gas station is just around the corner!" Bo crosses his arms and lets out a forced smile. After his words he slowly walks past the pair and makes his way towards the station.

The tourists look at each other for a moment and make eye contact. The woman shrugs and the man sighs in response. Soon the man follows Bo as his wife walks back to the car, ready to drive it to the station.

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As soon as the pair of men step inside the gas station, Bo takes a screwdriver and easily stabs the mans neck. The attacker covers his victims mouth and gently moves the bleeding man to lay on the cement floor. Bo slightly pants as he looks down at the victim bleeding to death.

He sighs and pulls the screwdriver out in order to make the bleeding even worse. It's not even useful since the tourist is long gone...

The sounds of the truck pulling up to the station make Bo quickly turn around and look out of the see through door. He huffs in annoyance and slowly walks out of the station.

The woman hops out of the drivers seat and steps towards the mechanic at the door. She stills in her steps, a couple of meters away from the strange man. "Ummm... Where is my husband?" She asks with confusion and slight awkwardness.

"He's inside, looking at my products... Need any help with the car or would you like to go inside...? It's pretty hot out here..." He chuckles as he holds the bloodied screwdriver behind his back.

The woman sighs as she thinks over and looks back at the truck behind her.

She turns back around to look at the man in front of her. "Let's go inside." She akwardly chuckles.

Bo nods and steps aside from the door to make a way for the woman.

She smiles and walks to the door.

The tourist walks inside the station with the murderer behind her...

Bo notices her movements slowly coming to a stop. She freezes at the sight of her husband dead on the floor and his blood covering the ground.

She gasps and Bo quickly takes couple of steps forward and wraps his arms around the woman. She screams but Bo covers her mouth. She lets out muffled screams and protests as Bo holds her in her place.

The attacker lets out a annoyed and frustrated sigh and roughly pushes the woman to the ground. She violently hits the ground and Bo moves after her. Before she can even act, Bo has stabbed her neck as well.

She gurgles as she bleeds from her neck. Bo pulls the screwdriver out of her neck vein and the blood pools on the floor with a fast pace. She gurgles on the blood and struggles around in pain. Bo stares down at her with a hard gaze. She stares into his eyes as she takes her last breath and gives up. Her body stills but the blood keeps flowing out.

Bo tiredly sighs and stands up from the cold body.

He looks down at the mess around himself and huffs in annoyance. He needs a smoke.

Without a second thought he walks out of the station and for the truck outside. Bo walks for the passenger side door and roughly opens it. He begins to search around and toss stuff from his way as he looks for a pack.

As he digs around the front seats he suddenly hears a whimper from the backseat. With worry and shock Bo slowly turns his head and looks at the backseat.

And there it is. A baby in it's safety seat.

Bo's mouth is open with shock and confusion. He has frozen in his spot as he just stares at the little passenger. Before he can even think, he acts and moves over to the baby. Bo unbuckles the young child and picks her up. She cooes at the man holding her. Bo doesn't speak but moves with difficulty as he climbs out of the car and stands outside of it with the baby in his arms.

What is he supposed to do now?

He doesn't know. Bo feels large amount of confusion and slight panic.

Bo keep his "distance" from the baby, as much as possible as that is since he's holding it. The look on his face is one of confusion, panic and struggle. What the hell is he supposed to do?

Bo looks around, as if he's waiting for something, for someone, but all he gets is more of the cooing sounds from the child in his arms.

Bo looks back at the baby and he keeps breathing heavily. The baby only stares. Stupid kid, expecting something. Bo thinks and furrows his brows as he turns to look at the museum up the hill. Screw this. Vince can handle it. He scoffs and places the baby back into it's safety seat. Bo struggles but eventually figures out how to get the seat belt off the safety seat. He lifts the carrier with the baby in it and begins his way towards the House of Wax.

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finally had the energy to finish at least the first part.

PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU WANT PT2!

i need ideas so please comment and criticism is appreciated

at first I started this story on my other acco but didn't like it (and it was my first work) so i decided to write it again with my other acco(this one)

i have daddy issues that's why this exists

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