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Can we have where a female S/O with a fear of bees, when ever a bee flew close, Jason comforts her and keep her safe, then comes a time where she paused as she was under a wasp nest without realizing it, so Jason helps her back away/move forward. I have a fear of bees, and sometimes the people I know get annoyed, but I know Jason would be understanding, since I didn't have a problem with him being afraid of water.

Bees

Word count:604

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You were terrified of bees.

It was obvious especially when you would cower away at the sound of any buzzing that flew past your head, hiding behind Jason who would only look down at you in curiosity. When you finally told him about your childish fear, he accepted it. Well he did was give you a hug to let you know that he understood.

Everyone has their own fears, even he does too. And you accepted his fears without laughing or judging him. Anytime a bee came near you he’d let you hide behind him or would swat it away, if he got stung he wouldn’t feel it but would be confused if you began to freak out over the bee sting on his arm or hand. He secretly liked it when you came to him for protection even if it was the smallest things like a bee.

On a particular day you wanted to go walking. He followed since he could never say no to you. Especially when you beg to at least walk around the forest. It eases his mind, but he’ll never admit it. Walking hand in hand while pointing out the small critters that crawled through the trees and even ran away from them out of instinct. After a while of walking something caught your eye, a single flower. You didn’t see much flowers or even a dandelion, so it made you smile at the large daisy by the tree.

You let go of your giant boyfriend’s hand to get the flower, gently picking it out of the grass to show your boyfriend proudly. “Jace look!” You exclaimed. “I found a flower!”

Jason gave you a thumbs up while you scanned the grass for more flowed to pick. What you didn’t realize was that you’re standing right above a bee hive. The rapid buzzing filled Jason’s ears and he looked around before tilting his head up to see the large bee hive right above your head, no bees were flying around it thankfully.

He moved his hands around frantically to get your attention. You looked up at him after finding three more flowers from the ground.

“Something wrong Jace?” You asked with a slight worried tone in your voice.

His blue eyes widened through the hockey mask, he knew that if he pointed towards the hive you’d freak out. Shaking his head no while motioning for you to walk to him. You scanned his face to find some sort of emotion, but you didn’t find anything, you couldn’t tell if he was freaking out or was scared of something else. You walked closer to him and grabbed his arm to support him, instead of letting you hold him he picked you up instead.

It made you yelp in surprise, gently putting his chin in your head as his own way of protecting you in his arm. Turning his body so you could see the bee hive that you were standing under. You froze, eyes flickering from the bee hive to Jason. “I..was under that?”

He nodded.

You didn’t know whether to be scared or relieved. By the way Jason was holding onto you he wanted you to remain calm since you weren’t under it anymore. Smiling to yourself and reached up to place a kiss to his mask cheek as your way of saying thank you. “Thank you Jace.” He turned around to continue the walk with you in his arms.

He refused to put you down, even when you nearly whined to be put down, he put you down when you both went back to your shared cabin.

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how are you?

I’ve honestly been focusing on my book but I don’t want to leave you guys behind though 😭😭

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Little Neighbor | Arthur Fleck & Reader

Warning : Don't copy my writing Don't steal my writing. All rights are reserved for my writing

Genre : Flutter First Met

Summary : The first met with your neighbor Arthur.

Word count : 1.4k

You let out a little sigh from your mouth as You was in the elevator as seem ready to go to the building you lived in

Arthur was your neighbor from two weeks but you never talked to him or met him, You was so busy with your things since you started living in Gotham

The both of you was standing in the electricity but his eyes on you

"You seem new here?" - He begged as he was eyeing you carefully

"Excuse me?" - You asked him calmly as looked at him after waking up from your thoughts

"I mean, yeah, you do seem new here." - He explained as stated clearly

"You are my new neighbor, right?" - He added as he was still looking at you with his pale face

"Yeah I'm here from two weeks" - You replied shortly as seem a little bit shy

"You're a very quiet person. I like that in a person." - He said as he was smiling a little but his white face made it a little bit off puting

And your nod to his words made him feel curious about you because he liked people calm and peaceful like you

"My name is Arthur Fleck it's a pleasure to meet you." - He said to you as held out a pale hand for you to shake

"It's pleasure to you but I don't touch" - You replied politely as waved to him and smiled

"That's fine, anyway are you busy right now?" - He asked you clearly and was just nodding with his head

"No I'm not busy now, Need something?" - You asked him calmly and your word made him smiling

"Would you mind doing a little of chit chat with your new neighbor?" - He replied as sighed as he was trying to talk to you more

"Yeah it would be good since the electricity still working" - You explained calmly and smiled back

"That's good then. I mean, this is an awkward time to become neighbors." - He stated as the lights were still on in this part of town - "So how's your life been? Are you moving here with anyone?" He asked you curiously and was still nodding.

"No I'm alone but my aunt will visit me soon" - You replied calmly and he can noticed honestly in your voice

"I'm also alone. It's just me and my mom." - He whispered softly as he sighed as he was finally finding common ground with you.

You can feel some sadness in the tone of his voice but you decided to not ask him

"So what's your name young lady?" - He asked you but his face was still pale.

"I'm Y/N" - You replied politely as smiling friendly

"That's a beautiful name. It suit you." - He admitted as he was showing a little bit of charm.

He was taking his chance right now to maybe befriend you or hopefully to romance, there's something about you was dropping him to you

And you can feel it too about him he seem so gentle and a man with golden heart but locked and hiding in darkness like a treasure

"I'm going to ask you an awkward question. Would you like to be my friend?" - He asked you as his shiny face was showing a little bit of hope

The both of you was enjoying the silent moment together but still, he was hoping for an answer from you.

"Sound Great" - You replied calmly to him and smiled friendly and you seem comfortable with him

"That's good to hear." - He replied as his face became happy and seem more shiny to you

The light flickered slightly as the both of you was smiling at each other, the silence was a little bit of a weird but still enjoyable moment for both of you as he can studying you and see everything about you

"Would it be wrong if I ask you another awkward question?" - He asked you politely with his white, pale face.

"No it's okay go ahead" - You replied politely, trying to convince him to be completely comfortable

"If you don't mind me asking do you have a boyfriend?" - He asked you as his face turned into a little bit of a disappointment.

He was hoping but he is not that lucky - "You are quite young right? I can tell you're not married or anything right?" - He added as he was trying to see if he have a chance with you.

"Honestly I'm single you know It's hard to live in city like Gotham and it's so hard to find a good man here" - You explained calmly as remembering the rumors about the criminals of Gotham and how everyone can be under control

"Yeah, I mean, Gotham's not a nice place and I completely understand." - Arthur replied as he was still nodding to your words showing how wisdom you are

Then he smiled at you. - "Will it be weird if I ask you one last question?" - He asked you as his curiously face was still waiting for your response

You nodded silently to him allowing him to asking you, you still seem so shy to him and he liked that soft side of you

"Do you mind if we chat somewhere more private?" - Arthur asked you nervously but he was trying to be friendly but you can noticed his nervously

"I mean my house or something. Maybe my mother is home, we could have some snacks." - Arthur added as chuckled as he was rubbing the back of his head by his hand

"It would be great thing to do but it's better to be next time" - You explained calmly and trying to be polite with him

"It's morning and you know everyone had work to get money and live" - You added softly

"Oh, that's ok. I understand. It's kind of a busy day for everyone." - Arthur replied politely as he was nodding with his head to you

Then he sighed with a little bit of disappointment as noticed the elevator doors opened to make the both of you realize it's time to back in reality

"Well, I guess we should go our own ways now. See you around neighbor." - Arthur explained as he seemed like he has something else to say but he just smiled and waved at you.

"See you next time little Neighbor" - You replied as waved to him back and started walking outside the elevator

You called him a little neighbor because the way his eyes was looking at you like a little child inside his soul and his expression showing innocence and gentle heart

That golden heart you're curious to find..

Arthur was quite disappointed with that reply, but still, he was happy since he made a little friendship with someone like you in his place

He smiled at you one last time before the both of you went your ways and disappeared from his eyes by walking away

Arthur went back into his own apartment as he was feeling disappointed now.

Not just because you didn't agree with him and refused his request. It's because he is now thinking about how lonely this world is and how he has no luck in love or a companion for himself

He just walked slowly and sit on his bed and looked at the ceiling silently for a few seconds

"Why does life have to treat me like this. No one even notice me." - Arthur mumbled to himself as he sighed softly

But then he remembered your words to him and it's made him started smiling with himself It made him actually feel like there was someone like you in this world who cared for him and was his new friend

Even if it wasn't in the romantic way. Arthur actually liked being cared for as He was now laying on his bed again and smiling softly and remembering you

He would love to be your friend..your boyfriend..your comedian...your arthur and especially..your

Little Neighbor

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Jason got respect for the ladies, but look at Michael 😭

Ways to carry a person slasher (Jason edition)

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It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

I never realized it’s been three years, hooray for me😭💗💗💗

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I need to see more Arthur fleck on tumblr 😭

Summary: A short and sweet story of You traveling a long distance just to see Arthur after you miss him dearly

(ARTHUR X READER)

WARNINGS: Romantic, (nothing explicit )

It was a brutal cold winter night, and you've just gotten off from work, and the only thing you wanted to do, was to see Arthur. You look at your wrist watch, and the time is 7:00pm. You love Arthur dearly, as he was always on your mind. Even just the very thought of him would distract you, and make your heart flutter, but it's what you wanted, it's what you loved and craved. You longed to see him again, to be held by him. You decided to visit him, even though the distance was far, you didn't care. You needed to feel his presence again.

It was dark out and you headed over to the subway station, and hopped on. You never felt so nervous riding the subway alone, you were approaching a destination you've never entered before, but that didn't stop you from seeing the man of your dreams.

You reached into your bag, and pull out a note book, and out fell an envelope, with a piece of paper inside. The tender feeling of love, and joy when you picked up and opened the piece of paper to find a little drawing done by Arthur; a little cute smiley clown holding a balloon, that said

"Be happy :)"

You felt your heart melt when you've encountered this. You hold the picture close to yourself, giving deep sighs of love. You bring it closer to your face, and the distinct smell of Arthur made your heart flutter. You loved his sent, it brought you comfort, and happiness.

The subway had come to a stop, and you with your bag, hoped off. The time was half-past-ten, and you began to walk down the dark streets of Gotham. Everything seemed creepy, and dangerous, it was too late to turn back, you were already in Gotham City, where Arthur lived. You continued to walk until you eventually came upon an old apartment building, and entered. You took the elevator up to the 3rd floor, and came up to a door.

"Knock knock!"

You shout, as you felt you heart flutter, full of nerves. You start having second thoughts, but now it was too late, you came all this way, there is no going back. There was a long moment before anyone came to the door. You put your ear up to it, and only heard the sound of the being television played in the background. Suddenly, you hear it stop, then heard foot steps approach the door. You heard the door handle unlock, and the door opened slowly.

It was Arthur! Only his eye was seen through the crack of the door. His eyes sparkle in the light. His face looked startled and confused, but then soon came to realize it was you.

"Y/N?"

"Yes Arthur it's me!"

You say with butterflies in your stomach. Arthur, with his hair all messy, squinted his eyes as he just had woken up. He wore a maroon sweater, with the sleeves cuffed, grey dress pants and socks. He had fallen asleep in his clothes.

"What are you doing here?"

You felt yourself struggling to speak, as you choked on your own throat. You were so nervous to speak with him. His eyes twinkled, his messy curly hair, shaped to his angular face, with a few strands hair along his forehead, he leaned in towards you, and held you gently around your shoulder.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

He stroke you hair away face your flushed face.

"Uh-yeah, I'm fine, it just..."

You felt your heart skip a beat.

"It's just what?"

Arthur held you closer to him, and cups the side of your face, gazing into your eyes with concerned stare.

"I just had to see you again Arthur..."

Arthur eyes shot wide open, and dropped his jaw in shock.

"Y-You wanted to see me? You came all this way, just to be with me?"

You nod you head, breathing breathlessly. Arthur gives a little laugh of pleasure, and invited you in. You told him you had to get home soon, and could only stay for a moment. He apologized for the mess in his room, and insisted you to a couch, which he knocks off some books and papers that were laying on it, and sits you down. He gives a little rub on his stomach, as his thoughts began to race, trying to assist you (a guest) -Which he doesn't have very offen- He tilted his head down towards you, and asked if you would like some tea. You said you'd love some!

You felt so safe in his little humble aboud. It was so cozy, and warm. It was a little messy, clothes here and there, little trinkets of sorts, which didn't bother you. In fact, you found it strangely cute. He came out with your tea, and placed it by the coffee table by your side, with a spoon, and some biscuits. You thanked him, and took the teacup, and blowing it, taking little sips at a time. Arthur didn't say a word. He just gazed into your eyes.

You felt a little awkward, the silence as he watched you drink, but he was enjoying it. He gave a gentle and soft smile as you drank.

"Good tea isn't it?"

He gave a sweet chuckle, which made your heart melt.

"Yes, very refreshing!"

You said with a giggle. He continued to watch you drink and you found it super cute. He was so innocent, and genuinely entertained by you. He glanced over at his record player, and asked you if you wanted to listen to some music. You said yes. Of course he put on Frank Sinatra, it was his favorite.

(Song title: ' five minutes more')

He gave a little dance, swaying from side-to-side. You choked on your tea, and covered your mouth with your hand. This was to much for you to bear, he was just to cute as you watch him give his little dance, he was so precious and divine!

He then straighten his posture, moving his shoulders back, bringing his chest forwards, tilting his head up. He had suddenly changed from little dancing Arthur, into a classy and snazzy gentleman. He reached out his hand towards you and offered you a dance. You placed your tea cup onto the saucer, and was heartbroken to tell him, that you couldn't stay much longer.

"Oh I really should be going, I don't want to-"

(Arthur cuts)

"Come on baby, just five minutes more?..."

And gave a wink, since the song that was being played by Frank Sinatra was titled 'five minutes more'. You stared into his green eyes, in contrast with his thick low set brows, making his eyes appear incredibly bright and attractive. You slowly placed your hand into his, and he gently brought you to your feet. He was old school with good manners, a mighty fine gentleman.

He gave a side smile, and lowered his eyes seductively. You were so in love with him, words couldn't describe the feelings you had for him. He grabs your hand into his, and his other on your waist. You place your other hand on his shoulder, and began dancing slowly.

You rest your head on his shoulder, and gave deep breath through your nose, smeling his scent. It was all you wanted, you were finally with him, nothing could separate the two of you.

He twirls you around, letting go of your hand, as he started giving a sexy dance, moving his hips, placing his arms above his head, twisting and twirling around you. His body was immaculate, flowing like an swan. His protruding ribs popped through his Maroon sweater, and maintained eye contact with you as he swayed side-to-side.

"Come here baby."

He said with his arms open for a hug. You felt yourself hesitant, but then eventually embracing him, hugging around him. He held you tightly against him, holding and rubbing the back of your head very delicately. You rest your head on his hallow chest, and felt his heart beat fasten, breathing breathlessly. He kisses you on your forehead, rubbing his nose into you, as you both danced slowly.

You rub your hand around his back, and begin stroking the back of his head with your fingers through his slightly greasy curly hair. The two of you maintain eye contact intensely.

"I don't think I'm gonna be five minutes honey."

You say fluttering your eyelashes. He gives a big smile, with those cute dimples. He begins to stoke your hair, as well your face. He was very gentle, and polite. He didn't do anything that would make you feeling uncomfortable, it's just the way you wanted it.

You pause for the time being, as you stared at Arthur's soul through those emerald eyes. You felt yourself weaken, his presence was too much. He placed his hand and cupped your face, as he kissed you gently on the lips. He slowly pulled away, with his eyes half opened, and whispered in a soft, gentle tone.

"You don't know how long I've been wanting to do that."

You were left in shock, you felt a strange sensation, something you've never felt before. It was love, and it left you weak, you needed him, as much as he needed you. You stoked you fingers against the skin of his face, and grabbed him by his tie, pulling him to your lips, as you wrapped your arms around his thin and pitite shoulders, kissing him passionately...

The scene ends with Frank Sinatra being played in the background, as you both dance slowly All fades to black... 💕 ❤️

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Hello there! I have a request on how Jason would react to a gn!s/o who Can see ghosts! His s/o doesn’t tell him bc they are too scared his would be creeped out. But they finally tell him while watching a movie together and his s/o then tells him that a particular ghost keeps following him (his mother) (Also his s/o Can see them and communicate with them)Basically his reaction and just a very fluff request:)

I see her

paring: Jason Voorhees x reader

Word count: 790

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No one believed you when you said you could see ghosts. They’d look at you like you were crazy or smile and pretend to be interested in what you said. But you could see right through them. When you met Jason, you never told him about you being able to see ghosts thinking it’ll creep him out. Or maybe that he wouldn’t care. You kept it to yourself in hopes of not bothering him with something so stupid that could mean nothing to him.

The first time you saw a ghost in Camp Crystal Lake was when you first got there wanting to camp by yourself to get away from the outside world. You saw a woman in a light brown sweater with light blue jeans, and short blonde curly hair who would watch you from afar. You’d wave and try to communicate but she’d walk away or stare until you’d have to look away from her intense gaze. When you met Jason, she began to follow you and you’d try your best to not acknowledge her presence along with the other spirits you’d see along the cabins or by the lake.

Sometimes you couldn’t sleep without having a feeling that a spirit was watching you. Whenever you’re alone you’d try to communicate with the woman, but she never says anything. But she’d follow Jason a lot too. You know about Jason being a killer, but you’d never expect a victim to follow their killer everywhere. You and Jason decided to take a walk around the forest, walking hand in hand while looking at different plants and animals.

You felt at peace for once, until the woman came back. She was on the other side of Jason, she could see and feel ehr presence and it made you squeeze on Jason’s hand. It made Jason stop to look around since he saw your discomfort. “No Jace I’m fine,” You said while patting his arm to make him focus his attention on you. “No one’s here to hurt us. It’s okay.” You then squeezed his hand in reassurance.

You could tell he didn’t want to believe you but let it be when you squeezed his hand, continuing the walk down the forest. When you got back to your shared cabin a nervous pit rested in your stomach. Feeling the need to say something to him about the ghost that’s been following you. As you two were watching a movie you decided to speak up.

“Jason, there’s something I need to tell you.” You watched as his blue eyes stared down at you, wondering what you had to say. “There are two things. One, I can see spirits.. Or ghosts as people call it. I see them a lot in this forest. I can communicate with them too and some aren’t.. Necessarily happy with me here,” Jason’s eyes widened at your confession. Grabbing your hand as a way of comfort as you spoke which made you feel at ease. “Thank you, Jason, but the second thing is… I keep seeing a woman. She’ll follow me around but will tend to follow you the most.” The giant man tilted his head in confusion. You began to describe her features, and that’s when his eyes widened again. Pointing at himself. “She’s.. Related to you in a way?” He nodded.

You sat there, thinking how they could be related, it then hit you like a pile of bricks. The only way for Jason to all of a sudden become this sedimental is if it was his mother. “She’s..your mother?” He nodded.

It made sense given the backstory and urban legend of the Camp Crystal Lake killer. His mother was the first person to ever die, and he witnessed it. “Your mother watched us every time we were together Jason, and when you went on a hunt for victims I’d see her leave and follow you. She’s standing right by you.” Jason held your hand tighter with his head hung low. You placed your other hand on top of his at the sight of his mother standing by him. Hugging the big giant she called her son. Smiling at you for the first time since you’ve been there.

You gained his mothers trust. Since she’s not here. She counts on you to protect him, and to make him happy. She said a sentence that she wanted you to say to Jason.

“Jason, she says she loves you. She loves you so much and is glad to still see you alive. She’ll always watch over you too.” His masked forehead pressed against yours in a soft gesture that you couldn’t help but smile too. Holding one of his hands, movie being long forgotten.

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Hey I’m anim3l0v3r and I accidentally deleted my account:’) So you can remove that account from your tag list and add this one pls? It’s ok if you don’t answer this ask:))

Thanks for the heads up I’ll do that right away!

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How many asks do u have in your box? Are you planning on answering them all? You don’t need to answer this:)

As of right now. 42, I’ve been slacking in writing because of school but I’ll try to answer lots of them but I probably won’t write for Billy and Stu until I get a better understanding of their character 💗

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Hi not a request but I was wondering if your ok with writing or mentioning abusive relationships?

Mentioning abusive themes yes. But writing the scenes out, no. 🙏🏾

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RAHH SLASHERS WITH READER THAT HAS BACK TATTOO THANK YOU, CAN I DM YOU WHAT TATTOO LOOKS LIKE? THANK YOU

Idk who this is but Yes you may I’d like to have a visual please! 💗💗💗

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The doctor said ibuprofen will cure my fever and antibiotics will rid me of my infection but as someone with a seventh grade education and a GED I believe the only cure is for this man to lay on me

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This was so sweet and beautiful I loved it ❤️💗

Thomas cries a lot.

He's always been sensitive, every since he was a kid. The names other kids and hell, even adults called him cut deep every time he heard them.

Idiot.

Monster.

Freak.

Tears pluck at his brown eyes harshly as the majority of the schoolyard torments him, the teachers turning blind eyes to the mistreatment, too busy making their own comments about his mother and family to intervene.

"S-Stop--!" He hiccups, hands desperately covering his face as he shakes against the metal fence, "G-Give it back!"

"Come get it, Freak!" The little boy taunts him, holding the mask Thomas' mother made for him high in the air, the group of children around him erupting in laughter.

"HEY! What the hell's goin' on over here!?" Hoyt hollers as he yanks the bully up by his wrist, the kids mocking laughter interrupted as they scatter, "What the hell's wrong with you, boy!? Did your Daddy raise you to take shit that ain't yours!?"

Hoyt plucks the mask from the kid's hand as he shakes his head, wide eyed and scared at being caught red handed.

"That's what I thought, so why don't you scatter before I give him a call and tell him what the hell you've been doin'."

"Yes, sir!" The kid darts as soon as Hoyt lets him go.

"Little shit." Hoyt mutters, kneeling down to help Thomas put his mask back on, "Now, I done told you, Tommy, you can't cry everytime one of those little bastards says some shit to you. Man up, you're too damn old for all that whinin'..."

Thomas nods, wiping the tears from his red eyes as Hoyt takes him back to the truck.

Man up...

Man up...

That's what Hoyt and Monty always told him, their words not much kinder and cutting even deeper as they picked at him everytime he cried.

Over the years the tears eventually turned to anger, and isolation. Hiding himself away from everyone and everything around him, protecting himself from from harsh world around him.

...And then there was you.

Sweet, excitable, gentle you.

"...Tommy...!" Your voice is tired and sweet, clearly having just woken up when Thomas came in the room.

He watches as you stretch, waking up a bit more as you look up at him, a small smile on your face.

He's tired. It's written on his face, eyes droopy and shoulders slumping, standing over the bed, looking down at you.

"C'mere." You reach for him, hands grasping as you gesture for him to climb in bed.

He does as he's told, climbing under the covers and into your arms, melting into your warmth as he lays on top of you.

"Mmm..." You hum, relaxing as your arms wrap around him, your hands running up and down his back, sending shivers up his spine, "...My Thomas..."

He sighs at your words, melting even further against you as your hands gain rhythm and begin rubbing his aching muscles, working up and down his shoulders and back as he buries his face in your neck.

You lean your head against his, the smell of the shampoo you bought for him filling your nose as you continue rubbing his back, "...I love you..."

The arms around your waist tighten as he presses further into you, completely engulfing you in his presence.

How?

How is it possible for you to love him so incredibly, and so deeply that he doesn't even need to hear those words to know their truth? How could you possibly break down every piece of him, every broken part and hideous truth and still make him feel like the only thing that matters in the world?

You can feel him start to shake. He's been working so hard, for so long. He's exhausted, and worn down. His body is scarred and calloused. His mind is weary and weak.

And every insult, every hit, every bad thing that he's ever gone through was worth it, if it means he can feel this loved for the rest of his life.

You feel his tears before you see them, the quiver in his shoulders, the hiccups in your ear as he tries to hold it back.

"Oh, Tommy..." You mutter, kissing his hair as you rub his back, "It's okay, sweetheart, you can cry, I've got you..."

And for the first time in a long time, he does.

He cries into your shoulder, a shaking and sobbing mess as you patiently hold him through it, running your hands through his hair and rubbing his back as you coax him.

"There we go..." You coo as he pulls back, holding his face in your hands while you kiss his tear stained cheeks, his mask long forgotten before he climbed into bed, "Do you feel better, love?"

He nods, letting out a deep sigh as he relaxes against you again, feeling more relief than he has in years.

"Good..."

...Thomas cries a lot. After years of believing he was never good enough to be loved, of believing his place was being locked away in the basement, forever shielding himself from the world that hated him, he was proven wrong by a single person who loves him more than every good thing put together.

And that thought alone brings tears to his eyes.

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Had the idea a while ago to draw slashers/horror characters with bloody flowers 🥀

I've only finished fred yet and I'm planning to more but it's so time consuming

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hello

Hi there!

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Can i request Jason and Bubba when faced with having to go to a supermarket with their s/o?? I really love your writing (the bracelets hcs are my favs :]) andd if ya can't tell ive never requested anything like this before :,]

Jason and Bubba going to a supermarket with their s/o

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Jason Voorhees

It took Jason a lot of convincing to leave the forest since it was practically his home. He never wanted to leave and leave his mother behind as well.

But, even he could tell when it was time to leave for supplies. Not many trespassers were coming by so he could take their food and other necessities for you to take. There was barely any food left in the fridge and you needed to leave.

You brought up the idea of him coming with you which took a lot of convincing,but after a while he followed you out of the forest which you two held hands the whole time, mainly you did just to calm his nerves.

Jason didn’t need to eat when he became a deadeye.But you still insisted on getting him something, the supermarket was huge, more huge than any other one and it made him not want to leave your side.

You two went through many isles and saw snacks and food that you both are going to need, even seeing Hasin look at a few snacks that caught his interest.

“Would you like some chips Jace..?” You giggled while he looked away shamefully and placed the chips in the cart.

Jason would speak to you in sign language, asking about the different treats and foods that were displayed in front of his eyes.

“Those are cupcakes Jace. It’s a type of desert people get. We can also get those if you’d like.

The cart was nearly full by the time you both left since you needed things that’ll last a good few months until you’ll go back out again.”

Jason secretly liked it but would still prefer to be at the lake.

Bubba Sawyer

Since you and the Sawyer family hit the jackpot with a certain victim, you got a lot of money to spend on important food items that drayton told you to get.

That man was happy the whole time, seeing the variety of snacks and foods that were on display just for his eyes. He reminded you of a child being left alone in a toy store

Each time you turns around he had an armful of his favorite snacks or favorite foods, you couldn’t say no to that man so you smiled and told him to place them in the cart.

If there were any foods neither of you heard of you both were willing to try them. Each time you put something new in the cart he’d clap happily.

Sometimes he’d leave if he wanted to get something and it would cause you to panic until he peeks his head out from behind the shelves like a child.

“Bubba! I said not to leave my sight! If you saw something you like you could’ve told me so I would come back to it.” You kissed his cheek to brighten up his sulking face

He’s also the type to point at a lot of things since he didn’t eat non human things. “Those are called chips. There’s a different variety, I’m sure your family will like them, grab a few bags for me hun.”

You took a stroll thought the whole supermarket just to see bubbas reaction to new foods, it made you smile and feel relieved that you both had the chance to leave that house for a few hours. After you two left you both ate some of the snacks on the way home.