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It’s me again… yikes.

This is a official and ONLY psa announcement that this account is on hiatus. Not because my life is a mess, it’s actually better. More like I can’t write when there’s a lack of peacefulness/quietness for me to just sit & think (I have family staying). With that said, I do hope people will still request for when I do come back I’ll have something to write about!

That’s all. Thank you for all the recent followers/likes!

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How are you?

That’s a really good question that I don’t have a definite answer to because life’s been a fucking rollercoaster within the last few months of 2023 xoxo how are u anon? Well I hope 🫶

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Horror characters seeing their s/o covered in blood

Happy Halloween everyone. I did a poll awhile ago on what I should post for Halloween and this won. So I'm here to deliver what y'all voted on. I included a lot of characters in this just for fun. Disclaimer I haven't written for some of these characters in awhile or that much at all, so sorry if some of these are ooc.

Includes: Amanda Young, Michael Myers, Otis Driftwood, The Lost Boys, Candyman, Doomhead, Patrick Bateman, Severen Van Sickle, Pyramid Head, and The Sinclair brothers

Warnings: Mentions of real and fake blood, slightly suggestive content, gn reader, talk of drinking blood in The Lost Boys and Severen's section, violence, murder

Amanda Young

You weren't supposed to find out about what Amanda did. She wanted to keep you separate from the gore of her apprentice work. But accidents happen and somehow you get to where a trap had happened.

You were in the where-house when you slipped on a puddle of blood and got your entire front half covered in it. You screamed out and Amanda quickly came rushing in.

You standing there covered in blood made something tick inside of Amanda. Something she knows she shouldn't feel seeing you covered in blood.

But she pushes this aside and quickly assures you it's fake blood that happened to spill all over the ground. She can't stop herself from giving you a quick kiss before helping you leave.

She'll get you all cleaned up back at home but she won't be able to stop thinking about seeing you covered in blood.

Michael Myers

Michael was out while you were getting ready for a Halloween party. A part of your costume involved you getting drenched in fake blood. After pouring the fake blood all over yourself in your bathtub you let it dry and step out.

You're downstairs, gathering up your things for the party when you notice the feeling that you're being watched. You turn around and spot Michael watching you.

Michael knows what real blood looks like and considering you're pretty calm he knows this is for your costume. But something inside of him is yelling at him. Not in the usual 'kill someone' way, but in a 'get them and try not to hurt them' way.

You're going to be late to that Halloween party. Michael is going to stand there and make you spin around for him so he can watch you move while you're covered in blood. You know he's getting some kind of kick out of this, so who are you to stop his fun.

After this Michael will try to hint at you to get covered in blood more often. He'll even offer to get the blood this time, but it wouldn't be fake if he got it. He'll keep thinking about you covered in blood and won't be forgetting how it made him feel anytime soon.

Otis Driftwood

You walked in on him at a bad time. While you've grown to accept what your boyfriend does, you don't like partaking in his torture of other people. But when you walked into the wrong room at the wrong time you got sprayed all over with blood.

It coats your face, hair and chest. You thankfully didn't get any in your eyes or mouth. You do let out a scream of surprise but you're not too grossed out by the blood, living with the Firefly family for as long as you have will do that.

Otis takes a good long few moments to just stare at you. You're hot enough as it is, but seeing you all covered in blood like this? Otis is going to have to go take a long cold shower.

"Well isn't this my lucky day." He'll say before walking over to you, completely ignoring the victim now. He'll take all of you in and won't let you wash it off so quickly.

"I just wanna take a couple pictures of ya darlin'." He'll quickly get his camera out and have you pose for him while you're still covered in blood. This will come in handy when he's having art block or he just needs to have some 'personal time'.

The Lost boys

It's your first time feeding and it ended up getting really messy for you, considering you've never done it before. So you got just as much blood all over yourself as you did in your mouth.

Dwayne is the first to notice and he's smirking a little to himself as he watches your blood covered body move. He's committing this sight to memory and he'll probably find a way to get you covered in blood again.

David is the next to notice. He'll smile wider than Dwayne and make some comments about how messy eating can get at times. But he'll also talk about how hot you look covered in blood.

Marko doesn't even make a comment, he just straight up lunges and kisses you right then and there, fangs still out and everything. Seeing you all vamped out and covered in blood really got to him, making him loose all self composer that he has.

Paul also joins in on kissing you, but he'll opt for your neck since your mouth is taken. I can see him licking some blood off of you, but not too much because he loves the sight of you drenched in blood. But the boys will agree to try and get you that messy again the next time you feed.

Candyman

You didn't want to go with him. You summoned him and when he showed you how devoted he is to you, you didn't want to go. So he had no other option than to make you go by force.

You're entering your apartment after going to a Halloween party. Your costume was something you put together quickly and involved you pouring fake blood all over your front half. As you walk further into your apartment you get a strange feeling.

You try to ignore it as you walk to your bathroom to wash off the fake blood. Before you can do that you hear something moving in your medicine cabinet. You open it and after a few moments a hook jumps through it. You obviously scream and run out of your bathroom.

You're in your kitchen, picking up your phone when you see him again. He's looking at you with that same adoration in his eye from the first time you met him. He's looking you up and down. You're frozen again as he watches you.

"You're even more desirable covered in blood," He says in his sultry voice. You shed a couple tears as you try to move, but you're unable to. "I'll have to remember this the next time I see you my love. I'll never be able to forget this."

Doomhead

He knew you were going to a Halloween party, but what he didn't know was that you were going to be covered in blood when you came home. He knows real blood from fake blood and when he sees you he can't help but chuckle.

31 is coming up and he's always tried to keep you separate from it. Seeing you covered in blood is a bit of a double edged sword for him. On one hand he loves seeing you covered in blood, but he also can't stop thinking about 31, and what would happen if you got caught in it.

"Ok so I got a little too close to one of the decorations and I accidentally got covered in fake blood." You explain, taking off your shoes, "I should probably shower all of this off."

"Well I was hoping to get a better look at you like this." He says with a Cheshire grin. You roll your eyes but smile and walk over to him. He spins you around a bit, taking a good look at all of the blood on you.

He knows he'll have to tell you about 31 eventually, and that he'll always keep you away from it. But for right now he can enjoy watching his s/o look stunning while covered in blood.

Patrick Bateman

He got a little too careless and right as he was killing someone you walked in, getting covered in blood from the victim. You of course start to scream and he quickly covers your mouth.

He's so angry with you for interrupting this, but something about seeing your face and body covered with blood, excites him. "I can explain this. Calm down and listen to me." He says, trying to keep his voice calm. His anger starts to mix with arousal as he slowly slides his hand away from your mouth.

"Oh my god Patrick what happened? Who is this?" You ask, holding back tears. His attraction to you is starting to get a bit too much for him. He'll find a way to explain this murder, just like he'll find a way to explain why he wants to do it while you're covered in blood.

"He broke in and attacked me. I had to fight him off and I went a bit too hard I think. We can't tell anyone about this alright?" He says, trying his best to keep a calm, in control voice, "But right now we need to get to the bedroom.

Murder's don't get him as excited as seeing you covered in blood got him. He'll have to go out and buy some fake blood and recreate this with you again. He's glad he has such an understanding s/o.

Severen Van Sickle

It's been awhile since your last feed and when you finally got someone you could barely hold back from drinking as quickly as possible. Because you were so worried about eating as much as you could as quickly as possible you got yourself covered in blood.

After you pushed the body away Severen took notice of your blood soaked clothes. He couldn't stop himself from smiling and taking a good long look at you. He knows you'll be too full to do anything after feeding that much so he'll have to commit this sight to memory, just for some fun activities later.

You wipe your mouth and smear more blood over your face and Severen can barely contain himself at this point. He'll have to quickly ask you if you're up to help him, or if he should do it alone.

Either way he doesn't want you cleaning yourself up anytime soon. Even after his issue is taken care of he just wants to see you covered in blood. He loves how it looks in general but also aesthetically. If he has a camera on hand he's taking a picture of you.

He will try to recreate this later. Next time you're feeding he'll try to get blood all over you. I can see him filling up his mouth with blood and just spitting it on you because let's be honest, he's very dirty and probably has as many diseases as a stray cat.

Pyramid Head

You're walking around Silent Hill, trying to find some more food to stock up on when you come across one of Pyramid Head's recent kills. You don't notice and you slip on the puddle of blood.

You're used to the blood and gore of living with Pyramid Head in Silent Hill so slipping on blood and getting it all over your clothes is more of an inconvenience than scary. You groan and stand up, looking at blood slightly dripping off your clothes.

You turn around and find him standing near you. "I just slipped on some blood. It's not mine and I'm not hurt." You say. You can never really tell what he's feeling or his emotions but you can sense he's feeling a certain way about you being covered in blood.

You two just stand there while Pyramid Head is thinking about smearing more blood all over you. Seeing you covered in blood is doing something to him. So he walks over, get's blood on his hands and rubs it over your face and clothes.

He'll follow you around and just keep watching you while you're covered in blood. He'll be thinking about this for awhile, and he'll try to recreate it whenever there's free time or he just needs to see you covered in blood.

Bo Sinclair

You were busy going after a victim and it got a bit messy. You got yourself covered in blood. By the time you get the body back to the House of Wax the blood that's on your hair and face has dripped down to soak your clothes even more.

You hand it off to Vincent and when Bo sees you he pauses for a moment before he chuckles. "I like yer new look darlin'." He says teasingly. But he's using that teasing to mask how damn hot you are covered in blood.

You're able to pick up on this and you know a great way to get him back for making you chase down someone and kill them.

"Oh I know. I love this look too." You say teasingly back to him, moving your hands up and rubbing your hand over your face and neck, getting a good amount of blood on it. You walk over to Bo and smear the blood on his shirt before you step back.

"Too bad I'm about to wash it off." You say before you dodge Bo trying to grab you, "If you catch me before we get to the house I'll let you wash it off." You say before running out of the house, Bo follows behind quickly.

Lester Sinclair

You're helping Lester out by picking up a deer from the road. You're in the middle of lifting it into the truck when something happens and you get covered in deer blood.

Lester quickly rushes over to you and lifts the deer into the back of the truck. He's looking you over and making sure that you're ok. You'll have to assure him at least ten times that you're perfectly ok and that the deer just got blood all over you.

Now knowing that you're ok he does kind of realize that, you look good covered in blood. Lester loves when you get a bit dirty in general, but blood has him feeling a bit more excited than normal.

He'll zone out a bit for awhile until you bring him back and he acts like everything is good and he's totally not obsessing over the look of you covered in blood.

He'll keep this to himself until it starts to boil over and he admits to you that he hasn't stopped thinking about you being covered in blood. If you suggest the idea of getting covered in blood again he'll be all over that idea.

Vincent Sinclair

When you offered to model for Vincent's study you didn't expect to get covered in fake blood. But Vincent wanted you covered in blood and you didn't really mind so that's what the two of you do.

You stay still the entire time but you notice Vincent staring more than he is drawing. But once he notices you noticing him he gets back to drawing you.

He takes his damn well time to draw you and at one point he stands up and walks over to you. He starts to pose you in a different way and it's totally not an excuse to touch you and see you covered in blood up close.

He'll put you in so many different positions and will keep pouring blood on you. He's honestly memorized by you standing there covered in blood. At one point he'll bust out the camera and ask if he can film.

He sees you being covered in blood in a more romantic, artistic way that makes his heart beat faster. He'll have to get you covered in blood more often so he can draw, paint, photograph, etc you.

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Okay but domming tf out Brahms or ghostface like Brahms is spoiled and yea he’ll be bratty but a good stern talking to (or spank) can get him to fall back into a whiny mess

With Ghostface you’d have to be a professional brat tamer because he isn’t easy and would love to see how far he can push you

Loving your works btw :))

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐞 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 & 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐢𝐬 ✨𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠✨

𝐘𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐦𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐲/𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞. 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐚𝐥 𝐲𝐤? 𝐇𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

𝐀𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐆𝐨𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤—𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬. 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭, 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭.

𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝…

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Okay but I love the ghost face being just human doing something (ie; falling down a flight of stairs, voice cracking, and etc) that causes reader to just burst out laughing cause wtf???

Ghost face depending on who’s wearing the mask either just calling it a night to lick his wounds (ego and pride) or just having a new set determined goal on killing us (no one should get to stay alive after seeing his embarrassment lol)

𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐬? 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐭??? 𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡, 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭. 𝐈𝐝𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐞’𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝟐𝟒/𝟕 🤷‍♀️ 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐨 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭

𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝…

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✮ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐘𝐞𝐬/𝐍𝐨

✮ 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

✮ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐛 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐦𝐬. 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥 (𝐢𝐬𝐡). 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩. 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐧. 𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧.

✮ 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐫: 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 & 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐜 (𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝) … 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫).

Brahms stares widely at your hips in a trance-like state as they fervently grind against his thigh. One of your hands rests on his chest, while the other covers his, that flick and tug one of your hardened nipples through the tight, fitted tee.

He’s still groggy from just waking up, yet he has long gotten over his shock at you taking initiative. His mind, heavy with sleep, can’t form a single coherent thought, other than letting you use him for your own pleasure.

How could he not? You look so pretty, face scrunched up in ecstasy, lips slightly parted, allowing soft pants to escape. Your moans fill the air, sounds equivalent to Brahms favorite music. If he knew how, he would replace it with you in a heartbeat.

Brahms immediately snaps to attention, hyperfocusing on your face and quivering legs, switching between the two as your jaw drops, releasing a drawn out curse. You’ve finally tumbled over the edge, soiling your shorts.

Watching you come undone was so sexy, the remaining sleep that paralyzed him lifted. In the next minutes that follow, he crashes his lips with yours eagerly and slips a hand in your shorts, groaning at the wetness that gathered.

You’re slightly winded as the positions switched and you find yourself on your back with Brahms hovering over you. He pulls inches away from your lips, just enough to hiss, “My turn,” as he impatiently tugs your shorts down.

Micheal’s surprisingly exhausted, his body movement limited thanks to a chase earlier tonight. But he was more annoyed than anything because those facts were what stopped him from fucking you right now.

Instead, he has to effortlessly bounce you on his thigh as you wiggle your hips with a flustered expression.

Your thighs clamped around his own weakly—Micheal was stronger. He will always be stronger. You were just so small and helpless compared to him. He could break you…

Watching your current expression, he wants nothing more than to have the chance to do just that—to have you withering beneath him as he looms over you, thrusting his big cock into you with no mercy. Your face would be scrunched up in both pleasure and pain. The perfect combo looks beautiful on you.

He tilts his head, silently taunting as your whimpers turn to moans. Your thighs lose their grip, your hips now eagerly grinding down with every lift of his leg. The frictions drive you mad, evident in the way your head is thrown back.

Were you going to come so soon? Micheal was amused. Who knew you riding his thigh for the first time got you so hot that you were coming in less than 20 minutes after him arriving home. It’s a real shame he doesn’t stop even after you do.

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𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬~

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𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐈’𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 :( 𝐈 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?

@mcverse @ekuudarlin @gengetbent @wutthecreep @cynickoop

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How would Brahms feel about the internet at one hand I can see him getting overwhelmed and confused but on another hand I can totally see him watching skibidi toilet

I think he would also love those stim board videos

𝐎𝐦𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬!!!

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may i request headcanons for jason with an SO who has a tiny sneeze? 😊

𝐀𝐰𝐰 𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧’𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬𝐬𝐬

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✮ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐘𝐞𝐬/𝐍𝐨

✮ 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐡𝐜

✮ 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐫: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬. 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝟒 𝐚𝐦, 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐍𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫.

✮ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞

☆ To be able to straddle Jason and have the pleasure of falling asleep on him, the relationship would have to be a good few months in—probably 7 or on the border of a year.

☆ Just enough time for him to get comfortable with you, because remember, he had a tough upbringing—bullied and near drowning, then becoming an infamous killer. That can create a lot of issues, mainly trust and intimacy of any kind, may it be innocent or naughty.

☆ Although once it’s to the place where he is comfortable enough, he’s reached the point of expecting you to come home from a long day and within an hour of your arrival, you'll find your way in his arms.

☆ It doesn’t matter what he’s doing or what surface he is on: a bed, a chair, the couch or even the ground. You’re going to straddle him and guide his arms around you, before settling in just right to snooze off.

☆ For someone who always felt cold himself, he was freaking warm, like a heater and he was beefy with muscles—soft and hard to resist. Ever since you first learned how great it felt cuddling him, you couldn’t stop. You’ll never think so at first glance but it’s true.

☆ It’s usually how you end your day. It was just something domestic about glomping a big, strong, surprisingly soft hearted, only for you kind of killer that aids you to sleep so soundly at night. Sometimes even for a midday nap.

☆ The first time you tried it, he knocked you off him—just a tiny bit too hard. He wasn’t expecting it. He just stared down at you, silently and unmoving as you sat on the floor, looking over at him offended and he had the audacity to feel the same. Warn him the next few times, you know he’s not used to physical contact that wasn’t involved in killing someone.

☆ Fast forward to now, if you’re not straddling him by the end of the night for whatever reason…He’s searching for you to make it happen. He makes you drop everything because Jason adores it just as much as you do; probably more.

☆ He’s not the greatest at expressing his feelings, one of which is not knowing how to explain why having you laying on him was oddly comforting, like a small weighted blanket.

☆ With you there, his mind learned to slow down to enjoy the moment, and he wasn’t constantly on alert because what he currently cherished the most was safety asleep on his chest.

☆ 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞

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✮ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐘𝐞𝐬/𝐍𝐨

✮ 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐡𝐜

✮ 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐫: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬. 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝟒 𝐚𝐦, 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐍𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫.

✮ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞

☆ To be able to straddle Jason and have the pleasure of falling asleep on him, the relationship would have to be a good few months in—probably 7 or on the border of a year.

☆ Just enough time for him to get comfortable with you, because remember, he had a tough upbringing—bullied and near drowning, then becoming an infamous killer. That can create a lot of issues, mainly trust and intimacy of any kind, may it be innocent or naughty.

☆ Although once it’s to the place where he is comfortable enough, he’s reached the point of expecting you to come home from a long day and within an hour of your arrival, you'll find your way in his arms.

☆ It doesn’t matter what he’s doing or what surface he is on: a bed, a chair, the couch or even the ground. You’re going to straddle him and guide his arms around you, before settling in just right to snooze off.

☆ For someone who always felt cold himself, he was freaking warm, like a heater and he was beefy with muscles—soft and hard to resist. Ever since you first learned how great it felt cuddling him, you couldn’t stop. You’ll never think so at first glance but it’s true.

☆ It’s usually how you end your day. It was just something domestic about glomping a big, strong, surprisingly soft hearted, only for you kind of killer that aids you to sleep so soundly at night. Sometimes even for a midday nap.

☆ The first time you tried it, he knocked you off him—just a tiny bit too hard. He wasn’t expecting it. He just stared down at you, silently and unmoving as you sat on the floor, looking over at him offended and he had the audacity to feel the same. Warn him the next few times, you know he’s not used to physical contact that wasn’t involved in killing someone.

☆ Fast forward to now, if you’re not straddling him by the end of the night for whatever reason…He’s searching for you to make it happen. He makes you drop everything because Jason adores it just as much as you do; probably more.

☆ He’s not the greatest at expressing his feelings, one of which is not knowing how to explain why having you laying on him was oddly comforting, like a small weighted blanket.

☆ With you there, his mind learned to slow down to enjoy the moment, and he wasn’t constantly on alert because what he currently cherished the most was safety asleep on his chest.

☆ 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞

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𝐋𝐦𝐚𝐨𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐲/𝐡𝐨𝐭? 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬. 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 @arleccine 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭

pov: you’re in a horror movie

1. create your own look here

2. find out what role you are here

I kind of love the result I got :)

no pressure tags: @foodiewithdahoodie @queereldritch @elhaspowers @gothbower @ohfallingdisco @josephandjamie @josephfakingquinn @johnsimms @cuethemulti @can-of-pringles @loki-is-my-kink-awakening @nebulousfishgills @mimisempai @thelostsisters @lokisgoodgirl @cultofsheep @onesmainbitch @jcbbby @whumpzone @catboysienna @lussiane333 @erdarielthewhumper @abitofboth @galactic-magick @llywenn @chaos-monkeyy @highwarlockofphilly (only if you feel like playing, no pressure or anything 🥰)

if I didn’t tag you and you’d love to join, please don’t hesitate to do so. I’d love to see the results you got. everybody is welcome!

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“Good luck. And DON’T fuck it up.”

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Brahms getting stuck in his walls???

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬!

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☆ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐘𝐞𝐬/𝐍𝐨

☆ 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐡𝐜

☆ 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐫: 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭!

☆ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞

✮ What an amazing joke. Brhams does not and never have gotten stuck in a wall. When he’s in a fit of rage, he actually breaks through walls/mirrors and punches doors with his bare hands!

✮ Let’s also take into account how old the house is. I'm a little surprised it hasn’t gotten blown over by the wind.

✮ While yes, technically, someone with his big ass build should be getting stuck—as would any normal person in such a cramped place but two thing’s for sure and one thing’s for certain, Brahms was not normal.

✮ He grew up living inside those walls because of his family. He had no other choice but to learn how to maneuver through them, to figure out where he could fit and could not fit as he grew to maturity. Not that he has actually matured mentally.

✮ When you factor in all of that, it’s just not possible for him to get stuck. He knows the ends and outs of the house—if one end gets blocked, he’s already running to the other.

✮ Now if we are talking hypothetically and that’s a big hypothetically, a mc nanny is most likely involved. If that’s the case, he will play victim. After all, you are there to take care of him.

✮ He may be taller than you, stronger than you and faster but like mentioned before—he hasn’t exactly reached that level of maturity. He still acts out when he doesn’t get his way or he’s being childish by throwing tantrums. He plays games often—finds it fun to confuse you or scare you. He will play the hurt kitten card if it gets your attention only on him, he has no shame—and he will play it well.

✮ Recently I read a headcanon from another writer that he liked to read the ‘Hero save the Princess’ books when he was younger and he often imagined he was the knight saving her. In reality mc is doing the saving; saving him from his loneliness, his lack of attention/affection and I guess, from being “stuck in the wall”.

✮ I put quotations because he’s not really stuck. He’s playing another game. Another one you're already tired of as you talk to him through the wall, reassuring him that everything’s going to be okay. It’s certainly okay but you’re gonna have to work for it to get him out of the wall before dinner time comes.

✮ He’ll talk to you in his child voice, urging you to come inside the wall and help him. He. Just. Can’t. Budge. As if your small frame compared to his was going to make him move. That’s like trying to move a mountain and mountains (yes they do; look it up) move when they want to, hence how when you get inside the wall through the closet—he’s not where you last spoke to him.

✮ You aren’t happy, you let him know that the game has to end. You threaten no goodnight kisses to show you were serious. He didn’t like that. Suddenly, you're wrapped in his beef arms, pressed to his chest as he stares at you silently. Where the hell did he come from?

✮ “Brahms sorry. He’ll be a good boy now.”

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the sequel boys are hanging out