#Freddy Krueger x you

[thestarfishinjootsoffice]

Hey I was thinking of something really cute and I couldn't get it out of my head 😅 what if slashers ( Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, Freddy Krueger.) Reaction to child! Reader putting a bandaid on them and kissing it when they get like a scratch or something. My little niece does that to me and I think it's so cute 🥹

AHH MY REQUEST IS SUCH A MESS RN BUT THIS IS TOO CUTE sorry if this was choppy, it's 10 pm rn and I have no energy.

My gm asked me where the bandaids were while I was writing this woah.

Michael 🔪

Michael always got hurt during his killings. Of course he did it was consequnces for his actions it was no biggie.

But one little person didn't think so.

You secretly got a bandaid from the bathroom the night before since you knew when Michael would attack and get hurt.

Your parents were sure that they weren't gonna get hurt this night since they never did. But still didn't allow you to go out.

But that didn't stop you, you waited till it was 12 or 1 am and climbed down from your window (pretend you live in the ground floor if you don't) and worked your tiny legs away to your waiting friend.

You saw your massive friend behind a tree and you ran up to him with the bandaid in your hand and you saw that he had a small cut on his bicep.

And you immediately went to the rescue.

Michael had spotted you as per usual but what he didn't understand was why did you have a bandaid in your hand. Did you get hurt?

His question was soon answered as you took out the seal and gently placed it on his wound. Michael, confused but felt something warm inside him at this interaction.

But made him look like my profile picture was when you placed a small kiss on the bandaid. Omg.

"I hope you get better Michael." baby you said with a cute small and he thought he was having a seizure because his body shook from the wholesomeness and wanted to go pounce on someone so it'd go away.

Every now and then he purposely gets small scratches or wounds, just small enough not to freak you out but big enough to alert you. He loves likes them get better kisses from his illegally adopted kid.

Jason 🪓

Jason in the winter, sometimes gets scratched by carrying big logs of trees and although it was nothing compared to the injuries he gets from victims, you still wanted your dad to be unscathed nonetheless. There wasn't much visitors in the the camp in winter anyway.

He placed the fire wood inside the fireplace but he was careless and small little red lines on his forearm appeared after dropping them near his arm. You were watching him while it happened, he brushed it off and turned to you but saw you nowhere.

After 3 minutes of searching you around the house, with a non pleasant feeling coiling in his stomach, he saw you coming out of the bathroom.

He was about to mutely scold you but you held something in your hands.

He waited for you to reveal what you were holding but you pointed to the chair in the room and he figured you wanted him to sit down. And so he did.

You went over to his side and bought his arm out and carefully placed the bandaid on his lined arm. Jason was a bit shocked but slowly melted as he giggled at the thought of his child caring for him.

And he almost died when you kissed it. He placed his huge arms around you and almost cried thinking about what he did to deserve such an angel baby like you.

He had been so lonely without his momma, he was so lucky to have you by his side. Besides his anger, you were one of the many reasons he still wants to live.

Pamela just adores his baby boy with his grandchild bonding.

"don't be so clumsy next time dad :)"

He was one lucky daddy.

Thomas 🩸 ⛓️

Thomas didn't get love nor cared for, that was for sure. And he thought you wouldn't be any different but he still loved you regardless.

You heard your dad rear his chainsaw as your family had found yet another bodies of food. One victim was persistent and your dad almost cut his leg off! It was unfortunate he couldn't see how on edge you were.

But you made sure today, you were show him how much you cared for him. And so that he should be more careful from now on.

Though he wasn't hunting, but he got burned by accidentally brushing the palm of his hand against the hot pan luda was cooking on.

Now he sat on the couch looking at his now red palm. Seeing this, you rushed to the garage and found a med kit, now looking through the med kit you finally found a bandaid.

Now walking back the living room you saw hoyt yelling at Thomas for whatever reason and went back to his car. Thomas getting ready to get up, was pushed back down by a small, weak, body.

He looked over and saw you, showing him a bandaid and quickly ripping off the seal and placing it cautious on his palm. This was a surprise to Thomas but he didn't budge, scared that he might mess u somehow and make you angry.

He was so happy to have received something so pure and lovely from his little kid. He was smiling so big. And he made sure to always protect and be with you when he realised you had kiss on where the aid was placed.

"be careful papa"

Freddy 💤

Such things as scratches or wounds never bothered Freddy, as he could always just regenerate them back in an instant.

And he was always in the dream world anyways. But his intentions weren't harmful when it was towards you. But didn't really think you would patch him up if he got hurt, if anything you probably think he's a scary high ranked dream demon who is unbeatable.

After messing with some poor people, he had a deep cut on his shoulder and he thought what your reaction would be of you saw it. Would you freak out? Would you cry? Would you scream?

Fun was all about freddy's life so why not test it out. He brought himself into the outside world and found you in your couch.

He surprised you by yelling boo in your face and it worked, now the shocked expression on your face was even wider when you saw the leceration on his shoulder. He was laughing at your face but shut up and looked at you as you ran somewhere.

Well... He had his answer now. How boring though. As he was about to mess with you more, you appeared with a bandaid in your hand as you climbed on the couch and placed it on his shoulder. It was now Freddy's turn to get shocked.

Now he couldn't believe what he saw when you kissed on the yellow thin piece of paper. "I don't like seeing you get hurt."

He was shocked but he couldn't help the smile creeping on his face, out of nothing but pure happiness. Damn you reminded him of his mom... So angelic like.

[loveandmurders]

It was just a nightmare (slashers x gn!reader)

Based on this request : “how the slashers would react to their s/o's having a nightmare? Like the reader is sad and kinda confused. If you fell comfortable, I would love to read your view of the situation. I was thinking about Thomas Hewitt, Michael Myers and Jason, but when I think about Freddy Krueger I want to laugh so bad”

Hope you’ll all enjoy it, it was fun and cute to write for <3 Warnings: angst/fluff, no proof reading, mentions of cannibalism, of violence, of death (other’s and reader’s), of blood, of revenge, one or two strong words, mentions of sexual favours with Freddy.

Thomas Hewitt

Tommy was your gentle giant who wanted to protect you more than anything and at all cost.

It meant you always slept cuddled up against him and his arms were securely wrapped around you. 

Even in the Texas heat, you both needed to feel each other to sleep.

But despite his presence, bad dreams sometimes woke you up. 

They were often linked to your new way of life; seeing people getting killed and eating them can be a little bit… traumatising, even if you loved your man with everything you had.

That night, you were dreaming of the man Hoyt killed in the afternoon, you saw him trying to get you and bring you to hell with him. 

He was crawling from a big hole full of fire and screams, grabbing your ankle. He was shouting at you that you would go to hell anyways, and that it would be better sooner rather than later.

You woke up, sweating and your heart beating so fast. You were a little bit disoriented at first, not too sure where you were and what just happened. 

You were scared too.

You felt Tommy’s body against yours and it allowed you to realise where you were. You tried to calm down as well and you snuggled a little more against Tommy who was stirring up.

The man had a very light sleep, mostly because it was allowing him to protect his family. In this case, it meant that at the instant he felt you moving, he woke up too.

He instinctively brought you closer to his chest and kissed the top of your head. 

He wasn’t too sure what happened, but he needed to reassure you before doing anything else.

You never told him about your nightmares, or at least what they were about, because you knew it would break his heart and he would feel very guilty to give you such a life. 

He listened to the noises in the house and looked around the room to make sure there was no danger close by, before his whole attention went back to you, as always.

“I’m sorry Tommy, it’s fine, it was just a nightmare. Go back to sleep, big boy” you whispered to him but he softly shook his head and started kissing every inch of your face to appease you.

He knew you weren’t going to tell him what happened in your bad dream, but he could still cuddle you to make you feel better. 

He hated when you were upset and he wanted to believe that cuddles were the cure to anything.

He would also refuse to go back to sleep until you would be able to rest again. 

And even once you would be sleeping, he would stay awake a little longer just to make sure that your mind was leaving you alone.

You stroked his strong arms and you had to admit you felt better with the idea of being in the presence of such a gentle giant.

“We’re all safe, right?” you softly asked and he instantly nodded.

Tommy gently hummed into your ear. He wished he could tell you with words how much he loved you, how he would never let anything bad happen to you, and how the safest place in the whole word, for you, was in his embrace. 

He really hoped that his touch was conveying all this, and he stroked your back until he felt you relaxing against him once again.

He didn’t sleep much the rest of the night, watching over you, like the overprotective giant he was to you.

Michael Myers

Michael was like a cat who liked his sleep. Which meant he really disliked it when someone would disturb it.

Including you.

You dreamt that he was killing you, he was stabbing you over and over again, and you were bathing in your own blood.

You woke up with a little strangle cry and you sat up, trying to catch your breath.

You were a little bit panicked and you needed some time to calm down. You took some deep breaths and closed your eyes. 

You could only hear the sounds of your heart pumping inside your ears.

After a little while, you felt a little more calm, but you weren’t sure you would be able to go back to sleep that easily. You were wide awake and feeling a little sick as well.

You looked back to see if Michael was still sleeping but he was staring at you without moving. 

He seemed a little bit pissed at you and you bit down on your lips.

“I’m sorry I woke you up” you whispered and he didn’t answer anything or move. “I’m gonna leave you alone, probably going to watch some TV before coming back to bed, okay?” you offered so he could rest. 

You really didn’t want to upset him… especially after the nightmare you just had about him killing you.

You were about to leave the bed, when he grabbed your wrist.

He was a lot stronger than you, so he had no difficulty bringing you back to bed.

You tried to move away when you landed on his chest, because he didn’t particularly like to cuddle when he was sleeping, but he actually didn’t let you go.

He wrapped an arm around you to keep you against him before forcing your head to rest on the crook of his neck. It was his silent way to tell you “Go back to sleep now”.

You were a little bit surprised by the gesture but you didn’t dare move.

He was so tense beneath you, waiting for your body to relax before doing the same. 

He wouldn't be able to sleep if you didn’t fall asleep first either. 

In reality, Michael didn’t like to go to bed without you by his side. He needed to know where you were and he needed for you to be well settled before he could do the same. 

How could he rest if he didn’t know you were safely by his side? Anything could happen to you when he wasn’t around… He knew that very well.

He wasn’t showing a lot of emotions, even less affection, but making sure you were sleeping by his side was one of his ways to show he was caring about you and being a little bit protective as well.

“Are we cuddling?” you asked with a little amused smile. 

It was rare Michael was openly acting that way with you but you didn’t mind the forced hug that much. It was actually quite warm and it did make you feel all safe.

He only groaned in response and you had to bite down your lips to not start laughing at the grumpy man you had. 

You were already feeling better.

“Hey, baby. Just one question and I promise I will go back to sleep” you whispered and you felt him tilting his head closer to you, as to let you know he was listening. “You wouldn’t kill me, right?” you asked, even if you weren’t sure you were ready for an answer, knowing Michael wouldn’t lie because he never did.

He forcefully grabbed your chin and forced your face against his. 

He roughly kissed your lips before pecking them a little more gently once or twice. 

He groaned once again and put your head back against his neck.

That was your answer. 

And it meant he loved you and he wouldn’t hurt you.

But now, go back to sleep, idiot.

Jason Voorhees

Because of his past and everything that happened to him, Jason perfectly understood what it felt to wake up in the middle of the night, covered in sweat and completely distraught.

Now he came back from the dead, he didn’t really need to sleep any longer, but he never forgot the feelings. 

And flashes of his bullying and death were still haunting him.

So when he felt you jolting awake next to him, he was quick to bring you closer to him and gently stroke your hair to calm you down. 

When you would go to sleep, he would often follow you in bed so it would allow him to watch over you. 

He liked to watch you sleep because you looked like an angel. 

It was also your most vulnerable moment of the day, and he wanted to make sure no one could disturb your rest or hurt you.

With everything that happened to him and his home, Jason was overprotective with you.

You clung to him, hiding in his chest for a little while as he cuddled you and gently rocked you like his mother would do with him when he was a scared child. 

He also hummed a lullaby into your ear to make you feel better and appease you.

Once you calmed down a little, you started to tell him what happened in your bad dream. 

He was a very good listener and spilling out everything allowed you to relax even more, realising how silly it was.

You dreamt that a man coming to camp at Crystal Lake was kidnapping you to drown you in the lake, trying that way to appease the “monster” living here. 

It sounded almost comical now you were saying it out loud; the only way to keep the “monster” of Crystal Lake happy was to leave his soulmate and home alone. 

He hummed in thought at your words before gently loving on you, showing you you had nothing to fear. 

He even flexed his muscles for you to feel how strong he was. It slightly made you smile. You knew Jason also liked to show off.

His next mission would be to get you back to sleep.

He strongly believed you needed your beauty sleep; because you were the most beautiful creature he ever witnessed and because his mother always taught him that sleeping was important to be happy and in good health. 

And he wanted you to be happy and in good health more than anything.

If you couldn’t go back to sleep, he would try to find a solution with you.

It could be to have a shower with you so all the bad vibes could be washed away. He had mixed feelings about water, for obvious reasons, but he enjoyed your naked body against his.

It could be to go on a walk together. He knew the forest like the back of his hand, so you weren’t worried about getting lost when he was by your side. He was also bringing you to the nicest settings he could find, and under the bright moon, it was getting quite romantic.

Or it could just be bringing you some water or watching TV with you, whatever you would need to feel better. He was a good boy well taught by his mother, so he was obeying you in a flash. 

His duty was to make sure his partner was all safe by his side.

Next time someone would come to Crystal Lake though, he would take revenge on your nightmare by giving them an extra cruel and violent death. 

Not that you would ever know that.

Bonus: Freddy Krueger

It’s hard to say that Freddy was loving you, because this demon didn’t really know what love was.

But he was obsessed with you. 

And more than anything he enjoyed playing with you and that was why he never killed you or hurt you. 

He liked to scare you though, and to be a little bit mean.

Technically, he had no body and no reality in our world. So his only way to “spend time” with you was... to grab your mind and bring it into his nightmarish world.

Freddy was literally your nightmare. 

Your best one. 

Most of the time.

And he hated to let you go. 

But when you were getting very mad at him for being such a teasing asshole, he would finally let you wake up with a pout on his lips.

He also liked to show you how easy it was for him to kill anyone when they were in his world. He was a show off. 

He felt so proud when sometimes you seemed a little bit impressed by his power.

You saw countless people getting killed without being able to do anything to save them. Freddy never understood when you were asking for him to let them go. And it was generally only darkening his playful mood.

Sometimes, he allowed you to save someone. But he would want something in exchange… which were often sexual favours. 

Freddy couldn’t deny that it was hard to resist you and it was very easy to make him do whatever you wanted when you were getting into the seduction territory.

Sometimes you didn’t wish to save them though. 

A few times, you even called for Freddy.

He was always more than eager to answer your call, even if it was quite surprising. He enjoyed being wanted by you though. 

He enjoyed it even more when you asked him to torture and get rid of some people who hurt you. 

You would watch them getting so delicious hurt, and begging for their lives and dying in the most awful way. You would eat popcorn and all kinds of snacks while Freddy was playing with them. 

He was always extra cruel when it was someone you brought here because he knew it meant they hurt you.

And he was then a little bit nicer to you, because you, for once, enjoyed the show he was giving you, and because he wanted to be the only one to be mean to you.

Once or twice, it happened that Freddy gave you the power to control people’s nightmares.

Freddy liked to hurt people and to kill them, but he also loved to corrupt you.

When you asked him to do the job yourself, he laughed and agreed to that plan. 

It was then he discovered that if he liked to play with you as his pet, he loved even more to bring chaos with you by his side.

And you enjoyed destroying lives a lot more than you would like to admit it, especially to Freddy.

[pathetichimbos]

Slashers with a hyper S/O!! If you can’t that’s fine, if you can thank you!!! Also here!!

🍤🍤🍤🍤🍤🍤🍤🍤🍤

PROTEIN

Candy Rush!

Includes: Freddy Krueger / Jason Voorhees / Bo Sinclair

Formatting: Headcanons

TW: None! Though I think it did drift into more ADHD territory than just hyper... My bad / Not proofread just typed out in the app

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PROTEIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Freddy Krueger:

Freddy pretends to hate your hyper side, always complaining about how you're "too damn uppity", running about his dreamscape without a care in the world

But in reality he's just as hyper as you are

Just in a much more murdery sense

He'll never say it out loud, but your hyper behaviour makes him feel young again, and he loves to chase you around, seeing who can outrun the other

He always wins, but you SWEAR up and down he's cheating

He is

But he's not gonna admit to that

If you're lucky, sometimes he'll set up a special dream of your favorite place, giving you freedom to run around and yell to your hearts content, pushing the boundaries to how hyper you really are

The first time you silently approached him, eyes wide as you stared him down, he was honestly a little freaked out

He hates being worried for others, so he won't ask you if you're alright, instead making some rude remark

"Don't you know it's rude to stare, bug eyes? The hell you want?"

You'd never seen him quite as caught off guard as when you quickly poked his nose before sprinting away, giggling wildly as if you pulled off the greatest prank of the century

It's moments like this where he wonders why he ever bothered to spare you

But you're smart enough to know he's going to keep you around for a long time

Jason Voorhees:

Jason absolutely adores your hyper personality

He loves having a ball of energy around, keeping his mood bright and everything happy

He worries about you though, just like the mother hen he is

Be careful running down the stairs!! Don't climb too high in the oak!!! Don't spin in circles that close to the cliff Y/N you're going to fall--!!!!!!

He loves you to pieces but you really test how much his undead heart can take

He loves to take you to the lake for picnics, you spending the day swimming while he watches from the dock

If you give him doe eyes just sweet enough he'll get in the water with you

Though he sinks like a rock

And that's not an exaggeration

He will literally walk around on the lake floor while you swim around him

You think it's the coolest trick ever, and will ask him to do it a lot

And he has a really really hard time saying no to you

Sometimes he has bad days though, and he needs a calm presence to anchor himself to

He really appreciates when you can manage to tuck your hyperness away long enough to be his comfort

On these days you'll walk him around the campsite and pick out cool looking rocks

The two of you have at least two shelves dedicated to cool rocks

Every time you start running out of space he adds a new shelf

Your goal is to have an entire wall within a year, but he doesn't know it yet

But he'll be more than happy to fill an entire room with cool rocks if he thinks you'll like it

Bo Sinclair:

Bo is definitely used to hyper energy, as you can't convince me Lester doesn't randomly burst in the house with five new random animals he wants to keep

He, however, and much to your dismay, is very okay with saying no

"Oh, Bo, look--!"

"Nope."

"But you don't even--!"

"Nope."

Definitely the type of guy to pick you up when you're running around too much for his liking

He'll swing you over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes and carry you around

Enjoys any trinkets you bring him, even if he pretends like he doesn't

He'll toss it in his shirt pocket until you leave

He's got a special locked toolbox where he keeps everything you've ever given him

Will never tell a soul, but once got caught by Lester who was sneaking around being nosy

Bo chased him around Ambrose for an hour while Lester taunted him about his special 'love box'

Gave him a black eye and the knuckle sandwich of a lifetime

Lester didn't go back into the shop for a week

Poor Vincent had to deal with the aftermath of both his brothers complaining to him

So you made Bo and Lester hug and make up

Bo threatened him during the hug and Lester snitched immediately

You shrugged, told him it was the best he'd get, and went back to what you were doing beforehand

Bo gave him another black eye for snitching

[kiss-theggoat]

Hola!

I have a weird thought. The slashers with a reader who’s blind.

Thanks so much for this request!! 🖤

Slashers with a Blind Reader

Slashers include Michael Meyers, Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Bo Sinclair

Michael Meyers

A relationship with Michael would probably be really difficult if you were blind, only due to the fact that he doesn’t talk. There’s no real way to effectively communicate with him, unless he decides to start talking for you, which isn’t very likely.

But, he’d sort of be like a stray cat I think. You’d be laying in your bed trying to sleep and all of the sudden you’d hear a little noise downstairs or hear your window slide open, and you’d know it was Michael. You’d hear the way he was walking and know he had a bad night. Or you could hear the way he slid his coveralls off and tell if they were bloody or not.

Michael would probably adapt to you being blind by walking louder or making himself more known when he’s with you. Usually, he’s focused on being silent and fading away into the shadows, but he’s okay with you knowing where he is at all times.

He’d probably place his hand on your lower back as he walked past you in the kitchen, put a hand in your shoulder as he entered the bathroom while you brushed your teeth. He enjoyed spending time with you and enjoyed being in your home, so he’d find ways to communicate his needs and understand yours.

Jason Voorhees

You’d run into the same issue with Jason as you would with Michael. Even though communication would be difficult, Jason would put a lot more effort into trying to communicate with you.

Jason would hold your hand to lead you around the forest, guiding your hands over things he thought looked pretty or things that you might like to feel. He loves taking you to the field that has flowers growing and watch you smile as you felt the flowers he picked for you.

Sometimes he’d startle you by sneaking up on you and touching your shoulders, making you jump and whip around, but you’d be instantly comforted by his presence. You knew the difference between him and other people, and you could tell instantly it was your Jason.

Date nights usually consisted of cooking a meal together and then Jason would start a fire for you two, gathering cozy quilts his mother had made to set up two spots on the floor in front of the fireplace. You two would eat and cuddle in front of the fire, and you’d feel the warmth soak into your skin, both from the fire and from Jason.

Freddy Krueger

Being in a relationship with Freddy would be like heaven on earth as a blind person. He’d be able to provide you with sight while you slept and give you the power to live two separate lives.

During the day, all you can think about is falling asleep and spending time with Freddy, looking at everything he’s created for you inside of his dream world. Everything was perfect as you slept, and he allowed you to have the perfect life.

Freddy didn’t actually realize you were blind at first, until you reacted so surprised to being able to see in his world. You spent time staring at everything, smiling and identifying things that you recognized with touch.

He’d create everything to your liking, never feeling more useful and loved in his entire life. He loved the look on your face when he’d make something outrageous for you to look at, colorful and fun. The only negative part about your relationship was when you needed to wake up.

Bo Sinclair

Bo wouldn’t be loving or understanding about the fact you’re blind. He’d probably make light hearted jokes about it or tease you by tossing things beside you sometimes, making you jump or think he was near you when he wasn’t.

He’d give you the task of being Vincent’s assistant, which you liked, because even though Vincent didn’t talk, he was gentle and would always show you kindness and gratitude for helping him with his work.

Even though Bo gave you a hard time, when push came to shove, he was protecting you like his life depended on it, which he felt like it did. If you were cooking snd burnt/cut yourself, he’d run to your aid, playing nurse and doctoring you up before scolding you about doing dangerous things in your own.

He loved to kiss you when you didn’t know he was around. He’d sneak up on you and slap a big sloppy kiss into your lips or your cheek, his heart growing a few sizes at the way you giggled and wiped your cheek.

[tonixe]

POV: you called the slasher a munch.

n.o.t.e.s - the slashers reacting to you calling them a munch >3, I just wanted to write something and it's still February.

+ Drabbles

w.a.r.n - Ice spice fan (?)

w.c - 347

featuring - Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Billy Loomis, and Stu Macher.

Michael Myers

∙ He would be lowkey kinda confused about what a munch is.

∙ Imagine him standing there menacingly, and you're literally crawling on your back, spitting profanities.

∙ You called him a munch when you were running away from him, trying to at least distract him.

∙ Probably scratched his head when he heard the word and cocked his head.

∙ He would just stand there, looking at you confusedly.

Jason Voorhees

∙ This baby would be so confused when said it.

∙ Cocked his head to the side, just standing there, breathing.

∙ I just imagine him just muttering a little "what?".

∙ He would just lower his knife cutely, so confused about what you said.

Freddy Krueger

∙ Probably would tell you to shut the hell up and stop the accusations.

∙ I feel like Freddy would deadass know the meaning of it since he literally kills children, and teenagers have probably heard the term before.

∙ His eyebrows just twitched as he just looked at you.

∙ Probably mad and pissed, just makes him want to kill you more.

Billy Loomis

∙ Similarly, like Freddy, stop the accusation and looks away from you with his face full of red.

∙ He would probably be in disbelief. Probably play it off and ignores you for the whole day.

∙ Your probably gonna be his first victim after you said, 🙏

∙ Imagine your running away from the killer and he just stabs you in the chest, and mutters: "I'm never eater, just a killer".

Stu Macher

∙ Stu would definitely, and I mean definitely prove how he munch and would say it proudly.

∙ Would literally be confident, of this guy an eater just look at him 💀.

∙ Imagine hanging out with him and the whole group, at the water fountain like in the scene from the movie. -And you called him a munch and he like "Are you telling me, that I eat you out so well"

∙ And you're like just standing there blushing.

[anonslash]

Helloo, Freddy's on your whitelist? And you write for male readers?? Omg I found a new fav blog then!

Could I request Freddy (and whoever you want of course) with a s/o that's literally a sunshine, like always smiling, giggling and seeing the beautiful in anyone

Uuuntil you harm his beloved burnt man and turns into a scary and deep-voiced protective bf

Extra Asa content because I felt like writing it, sorry it’s been like a year since i got this ask lol

General slasher content warning, also there’s Asa so there is kidnapping.

Slashers with a sunshine s/o

Freddy

Honestly? He’s got mixed feelings on the cute aspect. He thinks it’s hot but mostly because of the potential for corruption. He would never admit it, but your cheery personality makes him feel a teeny bit sappy.

You’ll get into some arguments with him if you have the same “good in everyone” mentality towards his victims. He’s stubborn and that’s one of many things he refuses to change for you.

But when you talk to him like that he adores you. He thinks it’s naive, but he can’t help but love the attention. Nobody has ever thought of him like that. Not once when he was alive, and definitely not after he died.

He’s only fueled by your laughter. If you thought he made a lot of jokes before, just wait. He’s constantly going to try to make you laugh. He loves it.

But then all of a sudden when he gets threatened and you get protective? He’s going to be even more obsessed. Again he finds it hot. Will give survivors the upper hand every once in a while just to see you do it again.

And he WILL let you know what he thinks. A lot. He’ll try and provoke you to get you to be tough and scary around him.

He loves both sides. He really wants to get you to kill someone for him. He’ll ask you about it a lot. If he could convince you to even just be bait, he’d be thrilled.

Asa Emory

Your bubbly personality is what made him take you. He saw your smile and heard you giggle and all of a sudden he was planning another kidnapping. You’re special to him, he doesn’t see anyone like that very often.

Carves bugs into the trunk he’s going to take you with. Fireflies, butterflies, grasshoppers, you name it. He gives you the nickname “Bee”.

You’re by his side a lot of the time. He doesn’t want to risk letting you out of his sight in case you slip away.

He’s pretty upset that you’re not as cheerful an addition to his collection. He expected it, but he’s still mad about it. He treats you more like he treated Abby. You have your own room, he brings you nice clothes and gifts. You get treated less harshly once he decides he wants you to smile again.

And it tugs on his heartstrings hard when you try and see the good in him. So naive, so easily misled. So foolish. But he loves it. It only furthers his obsession.

If he sees you get defensive over him after you finally open up to him, it’s over. He’s keeping you forever, end of story. He already decided that he was, but this just furthers it. Now he takes you out just to see if it’ll happen again.

[ragequeen94]

For the spicy version

[r4mmst3in]

Bloody Disgusting

Freddy Krueger x gn!reader

Warnings: Freddy is a warning himself, mature jokes, smut mentions

“Mornin’, baby!” Freddy’s voice echoed throughout your dreamworld, “God, come on Krueger, can I go one night without you bothering me?” He walked past his shadowed figure in a suggestive pose, “Oh please, you don’t wanna fool around tonight, darlin’?” He appeared in front of you, “Come on, baby, don’t leave me desperate!” You shoved past him, opening a single door in front of you, which to your annoyance displayed Freddy face-fucking a manikin that vaguely resembles you. “You’re fucking disgusting!” You slammed the door, turning around to Freddy in front of you once again, you rolled your eyes in annoyance, “Can’t you just jack off or something? Look at a picture of me instead.” He groaned, stretching his arms and wrapping around your body, “The real you is much better!” He pulled you closer, “Yeah, Krueger? If you want the real me so badly, come out here and show me.” You giggled as he perked up, a bucket of water appearing over your head. He let out a loud laugh as the water fell onto your head, successfully waking you up, “Get ready for the night of your life, baby!”

[littlespace-imagines]

Hello 💕 not sure if this request sounds like the best but.. i was wondering if you could write Daddy Freddy with a little reader who's sad over not seeing him outside from the dream realm, but when she sees him there she runs up to him and into his arms for needed comfort. 💕 if possible, pet names.

Cg!Freddy Kruger x little!reader

Contains: cgl dynamics, established relationships, angst, fluff, sad reader, Freddy is trying his best, reader takes Benadryl to put themself to sleep

**Ageregression and Littlespace are never sexualized on this blog**

You sat on the cold tile of your bathroom floor crying from a mix of frustration and destination, you were so stressed and so over being by yourself and being an adult and feeling all sick and stuffy that you had decided to raid your cabinets looking for some Benadryl.

It’s hard to feel yucky when you’re in a light coma, you were reluctant to take it at first, knowing you might get in trouble for taking medicine without Freddie’s help but you also knew you had a chance of seeing him if you did go to sleep. You decided to deal with your punishment and get some comfort. You popped two little pills in your mouth and washed it down with some juice and went to go lay down in your bed and wait for sleep to come.

(Dreamworld)

“Hey there, sweet thing!” You heard Freddy from behind you, you turned around to see the all to familiar burned man leaning against a metal pipe you ran to him throwing your arms around his neck and hugging him close, he grunts being taken off guard before hugging you back just as tight, as soon as he saw your tear streaked face he quickly stood up and gently cupped your face with his ungloved hand

“Baby, what’s wrong? You’re the only person I don’t want to see crying.” He said and you took a deep breath

“I felt so gross and alone and tired and I don’t like being alone.” You sobbed

“I can’t keep going without you it’s driving me crazy!” You choke through the tears and snot

“Shhh, baby, it’s okay, it’s okay, we’ll figure this out. Maybe when you wake up you can pull me through with you.” He says as he gently runs his hand through your hair, you can feel the blades of his glove resting on your back,

“Pull you through?” You repeat and he nods

“Yeah, like when you’re waking up grab on to me and I’ll come through with you.” He says and you nod

“That sounds great. Thank you.”

[suvidrache]

Freddy Krueger Comforts S/O

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 1,003 / Read it on AO3 / Wattpad

Warning: swearing

One night Freddy appeared in your dreams. He saw the horrors you had seen and decided to stick around.

For months, Freddy continued to appear in your dreams. The two of you finally decided to become a couple, and it was fun. You didn't often have nightmares. Only on occasion because Freddy liked scaring you, sometimes, and it's what kept him around.

The two of you would always do things in the dream world, going on dates, visiting new places, etc. He never came to the real world, and you never asked him about it.

Until one day, he decided to hide out in your home.

He grabbed a slice of pizza from the fridge and ate it as you walked through the door.

You had thought you were alone, and he continued to stand there in the kitchen, pizza in hand, when you walked in.

You screamed, your hands covered your mouth, and you ran to your room.

Freddy looked around, looking for the thing that had scared you so badly.

After finishing his pizza, he followed after you.

You had just made it to the door of your room when he teleported in front of you. You shoved past him as tears streamed down your cheeks. You slammed the door closed and ran to your bed.

"What the fuck?!" He yelled and opened the door.

He saw you on the bed curled up and crying.

"Are you not happy to see me?"

You didn't reply and instead buried yourself further into the bed.

He took a seat on the bed and you rolled over to avoid him.

"You weren't scared of me in your dreams and now you're acting like this?"

He continued to talk to fill the quietness. He stood up and looked out your window.

"That's a nice view. It'd be better with you in it though."

When you had eventually fallen asleep, Freddy decided to sleep next to you.

In the morning, you woke up and covered your mouth, surprised to see him yet again.

"Surprise, baby, I'm still here."

He said with a smile.

You got up, picked some clothes out for the day, and went to the bathroom to start your day.

Freddy decided to stay outside the door, waiting for you to finish your shower. His hand was on the door frame as he leaned against it.

You walked out and shoved past him.

"Bitch, what is wrong with you?"

His question was met with silence as you made your way downstairs and grabbed a simple breakfast bar and a small bottle of orange juice to eat.

He followed after you. You probably weren't going to make him breakfast, so he searched through your kitchen and found himself something.

He pulled a pan containing a casserole out. There wasn't much left, so he grabbed a fork and ate straight from the pan.

"This is some good food. What is it?"

He asked as he continued to eat the cold casserole.

"Still not talking to me?"

He sighed and put the dish in the sink. He began washing the dishes, making sure they were all clean and the sink itself.

You left for work and went about your day as usual.

While Freddy continued to clean the rest of the house: vacuuming, mopping the windows, and the mirrors, and even changing your bedsheets and making the bed.

He sat down on the couch and fell asleep, tired of all the work he did.

You came home and continued to ignore him. He followed after you into the kitchen, while still attempting to talk to you.

"Hey, I cleaned the house for you…"

He looked out the window, trying to distract himself, as he tried to put his thoughts together.

"I thought maybe it would make you feel better…"

He sighed and looked at the ground before looking at you.

"Honestly, what is your fucking issue?"

He paused before continuing.

"What have I done to make you so angry?"

You walked away as tears began to form in your eyes. He followed after you and grabbed your shoulder. He turned you towards him and pulled you towards him, his arms wrapping around you in a hug. He held you tightly and had no plans of letting you go anytime soon.

"I love you, I really do, but please tell me what the fuck I did. I can't keep talking to myself. Well, I mean I can, but I don't want to. I miss you."

You finally wrapped your arms around him and tilted your head up slightly.

"I didn't know you could leave the dream world."

"What?"

"I didn't know you could leave the dream world."

"How the fuck did you not know?"

"I just, I've never seen you in the waking world before, and you never came to visit me…"

"Well, I'm here now!"

"Yes, but it just scared me, that's all."

"Scared you?" He said with a laugh as he continued to hold on to you.

"Darling, this isn't scary. I can be much more terrifying. You're really that upset over me being here?"

"It's fine that you're here. I just didn't expect it to happen."

"Of course not, that's what surprises are! Had I told you, it wouldn't have been a surprise! There's no need to get so angry over something like that."

"So you'd be ok with someone just walking into your home with no warning?"

"It depends on what they'd want, but I wouldn't go for days without speaking to them over a harmless prank."

"You should find a less terrifying prank."

"So you're okay with me pranking you?"

"As long as it's not something that terrifying again, you could have been a murderer or something…"

He laughed and said, "Honey, I kill people all the time in their dreams, but I wouldn't kill someone as beautiful as you."

He let go of you and gently took your face in his hands and leaned closer.

You leaned in and kissed him back.

© SUVIDRACHE — do not copy, translate, modify, or plagiarize my work. reblogs are appreciated!

[thestarfishinjootsoffice]

Okay so I was watching heathers and I had an idea for Freddy x reader. Reader has an absolute dickhead in their family who treats her like crap and who she's dreamed about the death of many times and Freddy's been watching her through her dreams and kills the person.

"I prayed for the death of Heather Chandler many times. I felt bad every time but I kept doing it anyway. Now I know you understood everything."

I haven't watched heathers so I'm sorry if I got anything wrong. Dreaming freedom, anyone? And btw, Heather doesn't die by chemical poisoning here.

Warnings: mention of death and choking, stabbing, gore, weight shaming on Chandler's part, Reader's kind of psychotic, Freddy is a perv, OOC can't write freddy to save my life. Shit writing.

Relationship: romantic (I think?) Platonic romantic.

Freddy Krueger x reader!

You weren't too fond of the narcissistic manipulative and cruel bitch of a person in your family named "heather chandler"

You couldn't help but dream about her dying tragically or some other way. You felt kinda guilty but she always thought she was better than everyone else and didn't even try hiding it from anyone. She's aware and that's what pisses you off even more.

Your guilt would vanish temporarily every time she does a dick move on you. It got so bad to the point you would pray to whatever higher being is up there that she would just die already, you didn't care how or when.

This was especially amusing to the Freddy Krueger. He has never seen a person hate someone this bad before, it got him wondering what the hell this person had done to die so many times in your dreams.

"Oh y/n, it's been so long." The blond he knew as Heather, said. "It seems you've... Put on/off so much more weight than last time I've seen you, you look fine though." She tried to make it sound like she was reassuring you. Inevitably it pissed you off.

"Hah-" Something got stuck in her throat as she put a spoon of something into her mouth. She made gagging noises while holding her throat, unable to cough it out her face turned red and blue as she panicked.

"Heather are you okay!?" Her posse came up to her side, one of them hitting her back to get rid of the piece of food in her esophagus but to no avail.

You watched in silence as everything seems to slow down and blur, eyes focused on the dying body of your relative. Heather's panicked eyes as she stared into yours, her face full of fear and blue with her veins popping out at her temple.

Freddy was watching the scene with you, (not that you knew) this was however one of the more tame deaths, he saw some brutal scenes. It was more than enough evidence to hint that Heather treated you like absolute shit. And she did and said things much worse than your weight.

Inevitably Freddy became fascinated with you this way. It was a level of disturbingly sexy as he would describe it. A girl almost as blood thirsty as him. (only towards one person but you get the point) Now looking forward towards night time more than ever, I mean, sure he's still haunting kids in their dreams and killing them but it's special when he's into yours. Occasionally acting as some background character or one of Heather's little minions while watching what kind of death you're dreaming about this time.

You stepped into her house, pulling out a knife from one of her kitchen drawers. And stepping up into her bedroom – you opened the door and hid your hands behind you.

"Good morning, Heather." You greeted with a smile, which caused Heather to immediately rouse from her sleep and sit up quickly.

"Reader... How the hell did you get in here?"

"Heather, I wanna apologize."

"Oh do you?" She retorted sarcastically.

"Again, how did you get in he-"

"No, not for that." You cut her off.

Before Heather could question you for the third time, you moved your hand from your back to your side – revealing the knife you had in your hand earlier. Causing her to become alerted.

"Reader, what do you think you're doing?" She asked and backed into her bed further. You approached quickly and held onto her arm – then you swiftly stabbed the knife into her chest, ripping through her night shirt, watching her scream as blood immediately flowed out flawlessly and down onto her lap and bed. Pulling out the knife and stabbing it back in again until blood travelled up to her throat from the inside and started choking on it. A big hole in the middle of her chest, if you wanted to you could reach in and grab her literal heart.

After a while both you and Heather C were covered in blood. She was dead though obviously, she laid lifeless on her bed with a dark river of red from her mouth as the cherry on top along with the bloodbath on her bed. Freddy watched the whole scene with a twisted sense of amusement and an attraction towards you stronger than ever. Seeing you covered in blood like that was arousing him more than he thought it would.

Freddy sighed and decided with a smirk that he would fulfill your wish and kill Heather for you. Of course, he leaves traces on you secretly to watch you outside of your dreams. He snickers to himself every time he catches you actually praying for Chandler to die. God, you hated her guts in every sense of the words. And to him it was the most hilarious thing ever. He felt you slowly starting to wake up.

A few days later at school, you heard from your friends that Chandler died. Actually died.

Apparently she was found dead in her bed with claw marks on her body, along with a deep hole in her chest. Similar to the one you had in your dream... You felt both a rush of nervousness and guilt. For some reason you felt like it was your fault she died. But it wasn't, how could it? She died in her 'sleep mysteriously'. You had nothing to do with this.

With that you went to bed that night peacefully. No more dreaming or praying for the death of Heather C, as she was finally gone.

Freddy had no plans of letting you sleep peacefully.

As you woke up, (in your sleep) you sat up and looked at the figure a few feet away from your bed. A man.. Burnt-through the-skin man wearing a fedora hat, with metal claws and... Christmas themed shirt?

"Are you happy, Reader?" The man asked, his voice was gravely deep and distorted.

"Happy for what?"

"That your worst enemy, Heather fucking Chandler is dead."

"Oh..." Man, this is a weird dream isn't it? You thought. And you swore the man smirked wider. "Yes, I am quite happy about it-"

"I promise you, dear, this is no ordinary dream."

"Wait what."

"And you'll be very happy to hear that i killed that bitch for you. Aren't you glad? Reader." He strided towards you.

"Why don't you thank me?"

You only looked at him in silence, kind of scared and suspicious.

"What, don't believe me?" He scoffed and leaned in, causing you to back away. But you hit the wall. (Or the edge of your bed.) He leaned in close, his breath fanning against your face as his eyes bore holes into yours. Then the moment he licked your face you immediately screamed and woke up. You looked at the window, it was around 4 am and the sky was just now turning blue.

You sat up straight and huffed, rubbing your cheek and you reeled when you realized it was slimy and wet. Wait, it was wet?

"Believe me now?" The same distorted voice asked. You snapped your head towards the direction of the voice. The man was now leaning against your drawer, his hat covering part of his face except for that shit eating grin.

"Please tell me I'm dreaming, or I'm going insane."

"You're not."

You only sighed and got out of your bed, slipping on your inside shoes.

"You really killed Chandler?" Your question was met with a smug nod.

"I did. Took my time as well, she was a real asshole I tell ya. But you already know that all too well don't you? want me to tell you her last words?"

"No that's... Fine." Freddy snickered at your response.

You stared out the window. "I prayed for the death of Heather Chandler many times. I felt bad many times but I kept doing it anyway. Now I know you understood everything."

He only smiled wickedly. "I hope you find more people that you hold a grudge again. I wanna see what more sick ideas you can come up with."

You groaned softly. Is this going to be a permanent thing?

"Yes, it will."

You frowned at him. Fuck, he can read your mind?

"Yes... I can." You rolled your eyes at his response. How annoying.

[imaginaenespanol]

Freddy's Temptation: Movie or something more? (Freddy Krueger x Innocent! Reader) ENG

Anonymous asked: "Freddy has the misfortune of having an innocent Y/N who mistakes his touching for affection, nor have they ever kissed so the only thing he receives are kisses on the cheek or most Eskimos, one night Y/N takes him out of the dream world with the excuse of spending time together and being out would ask if he wants to see a movie and share a sweet or preferably salty snack while watching it, he would probably think of the other but it turns out that... Yes, watch the movie."

Reply: I'm sorry for the time it took me to write these simple words, it's too short I know, but I wanted to try something new from Krueger's pizza face perspective, I hope you like it or appreciate it 😀

Warnings: Dirty thoughts, Freddy being Freddy and we are innocent, stupid I'd say (?)

Spanish Version: Here

Words: 380

I came out of the dream world as usual, the most lustful and sadistic ideas invade my mind to tease and unnerve my princess, I was getting ready for a long night with (Y/N), Finally being able to Corrupt her as I always wished since I saw her in her dreams. However, she caught me off guard when she told me we were going to sit down and watch a movie.

—What's going on?— asked the girl, surprised by my behavior, staring at me with those eyes that make me tremble with excitement. —What are you planning— I asked, raising an eyebrow as I tried to decipher her plans.

—Let's go see the movie!—she said ,(Y/N) enthusiastically and taking my free hand.

I reluctantly followed her, wondering which of my most perverse dreams would come true tonight.

We were in her room, both of us under the covers, with my hand on her thigh. I was excited and hopeful, sending my typical sadistic comments as we watched the movie. However, it wasn't long before she offered me a snack, my choice of what she had stashed in the kitchen, but...I wanted her!, dammit...I was upset, but accepted popcorn. It wasn't long before I realized that our night of romance would come down to this, eating snacks and watching a stupid movie, even as I pulled her up onto my lap and tried to grope her.

I hadn't realized how innocent she was (Y/N). She definitely didn't understand the intentions behind my affectionate touching, I confess it's titillating the idea of corrupting her, but right now it makes me want to fuck her right there.

All night long I received only kisses on the cheek or eskimo. I got the occasional nervous reaction when I put my breath on her neck, but no more than that, it really was a rather boring and frustrating night than anything else I could have done. But at least I spent time with her, watching her reaction to the scenes of whatever we were watching, I want to corrupt her and make her mine. By the end of the night, (Y/N) she was happy, while I was sexually frustrated. I guess I'll have to make a move soon....

[killingick]

My toxic trait is thinking i could survive Nightmare on Elm Street, because best believe Freddy’s got it fucked up thinking he can waltz his way into a person that sleeps 24/7’s head.

He doesn’t get stronger when people remember he exists, I get stronger when HE remembers I exist.

Because i will have him running away so fuckin’ fast just for him to turn the corner and see my twig built ass stood there like

😡.

/|\

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LIKE THESE ARE MY DREAMS BITCH, YOU’RE IN MY DOMAIN.

[kiss-theggoat]

(Shuffles up to you nervously) hi I was wondering if it would be ok to request a billy Lenz fix where the reader actually has a pet pig, also your my favorite writer 🙂

A/N: Two things! One, sorry for my inactivity! I was away on a trip. Two! Thanks so much for the suggestion and thank you so much for the kind words. I decided to expand your request and do different slashers with different kinds of pets!! I hope that’s okay and I really hope you like it!

Slashers With Your Pets

Slashers Included: Billy Lenz, Michael Meyers, Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger

Billy Lenz:

If you have a….

Cat, Billy is a cat man. He loooves cats, they’re so warm and cuddly, but they also understand boundaries and the need to be alone sometimes. The only thing he might not enjoy about cats is the fact that some can be timid around loud noises, which immediately means they’re timid around Billy.

Dog, Billy is less of a dog person. He thinks that dogs can be overwhelming in their attention, especially if one jumps on him or barks at him. He likes the gentle giant dogs, golden retrievers that just lay down and don’t do anything. But, if you have a little dog that barks at everything that moves, expect Billy to be very unhappy.

Reptile or Invert, BILLY HATES SNAKES. If you bring a snake or tarantula or lizard or scorpion into the house, Billy is not going to want you near him. The only reptile or invert I could see him being okay with would be a leopard gecko type. Something smaller and less active.

Farm Animal, if you had pigs, horses, or cows, something like that, Billy would probably be vulgar about how they smelled. Of course, if you owned a pig, he’d call it is little piggy. You could definitely convince him to help out with the animals, especially the pigs or cows. He thinks the cows are cute, and wants to spend time with the little piggies.

Michael Meyers

If you have a….

Cat, Michael likes cats. He understands them, they understand him. He likes to be left alone, they like to be left alone. They get along great. But, if you catch him petting your cat on the couch or inviting it up into his lap, don’t mention anything. He’ll be embarrassed that you caught him in a vulnerable time. He’ll never admit to liking your furry friend.

Dog, Michael actually really likes dogs. He likes big scary looking dogs, Rottweilers, Dobermans, Cane corsos, those types. Because even though they’re scary, they’re well trained and methodical, just like him. If you have a big dog, expect to peel around the corner and catch Michael giving it a pat on the head or a belly rub every once in a while.

Reptile or Invert, Michael could care less. They don’t do anything, so he doesn’t feel the need to pay attention to them. If you have a big lizard or something, he might be a little hesitant to touch it or go near it, but other than that, he walks by the tank without a second thought.

Farm Animal, Michael really doesn’t enjoy farm animals. They smell, require a lot of care, and make a lot of noise. They sort of cramp his style, and he doesn’t understand why the hell you’d want to take care of them.

Jason Voorhees:

If you have a…

Cat, Jason likes your cat because you like your cat, but overall, he’d really prefer an animal that shows him more affection. He wants something that wants to be near him all the time, not something he has to force to be near him.

Dog, Jason would love your dog. He would probably be a little timid at first, but after him and your dog got close, they’d be thick as thieves. They’d go out in the woods and play fetch together, Jason would carry the pup around no matter how big or small. He would adore your dog, and your dog would adore him.

Reptile or Invert, Jason would be a little scared of a tarantula or a lizard or a snake. He would probably be interested in them and try to like them because you liked them, but when it came to handling or feeding, that would definitely be your job.

Farm animal, if you had some farm animals, Jason would welcome them with open arms on his camp. He’d probably be the most open to horses or cows, but would like to see you so caring. Seeing you put in the work to take care of something so time consuming would be a really endearing trait.

Freddy Krueger

If you had a…

Cat, Freddy doesn’t like. Freddy isn’t a cat guy, he’s not into all the cuddling and the meowing and the fur. Heaven forbid your cat tear a thread from his sweater, he might just bust a vein in his forehead from holding in his angry yells. His kind of cat would be the one in the corner that hisses at everyone.

Dog, he only likes very certain dogs. He’s okay with dogs that mind their own business. Ones that just hang out in the other room and don’t bug him. If you had a dog that jumped up on him or barked at him, he would hate it. Or, his least favorite kind, tiny dogs with high pitched barks. Don’t even get him started.

Reptile or Invert, Freddy thinks they’re cool. I think he’d like lizards the most, like if you had an iguana or a bearded dragon, he’d hang out with it next to him, just chilling. If you owned a tarantula or a scorpion or any other invert, he’d be interested in it, often asking to feed it and handle it if possible.

Farm animal, no. Don’t ask. Don’t even propose the idea. Stinky, loud, annoying. He hates farm animals unless they are on his plate as a juicy steak or a nice burger. He might be able to tolerate it if you ride or own horses, but other than that, he’s really not into it.

[tonixe]

SLASHER

POV: you called the slasher a munch - Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Billy Loomis, and Stu Macher

"Oh Micheal" - micheal myers x reader

[dilf-fuckersblog]

rating: explicit

paring: Freddy Krueger x female!reader

description: You were having wet dreams, sexual desires, and then someone or something is here to help..

title: 'Love Me'

warnings, HEAVY SMUT; pining, 18+ minors dni!!, bit of making out, pain kink, female receiving, unprotected oral-sex, overstimulation, blood, bit of fluff, dirty talk, cunnilingus, masturbation, wet dreams, Freddy calling you his 'dirty little whore', reader being needy, and that's it lol.

You were there, laying on your bed..touching yourself from the wet dream you were having. Freddy was pounding his fat cock inside your tight pussy, making you clench around your own fingers—-wanting him more than ever, moaning out his name.."Freddy!" You moaned out, you were so close to cumming until you felt someone on top of you.

"Moaning my name, huh? Thought you'd get away with this, you dirty little whore." He said, in a deep voice–-making you clench tighter around your fingers before you took them out of your wet pussy.

Freddy grabbed both of your hands and pinned them to the headboard, making you whimper. Freddy leaned in and started to bite, suck, and lick on your neck while his gloved hand ripped off your clothes.

"Freddy!!" You whined out, he smirked—-taking the covers off of you. "Oh, you dirty little bitch." He rasped out deeply. He shoved two of his sharp fingers and shoved them up your tight hole.

You cried out in pain, but slowly turned into pleasure. Blood was spilling out of your hole. It was still stinging from the pain but it felt so good, You still couldn't help but whimper from the pain, but pleasure was mixed in with the pain.

You shouldn't be enjoying being in pain, but for some reason, it turned you on.

You didn't know why but, you just wanted him to stop teasing you and fuck you.

"Just fuck me, Freddy!" You whined out.

"Not yet, slut." He hissed as he kept thrusting his sharp knives into your pussy. You were a moaning, whimpering mess.

Freddy chuckled darkly, he was surprised you were actually actually enjoying this. "I'm- Freddy! Oh- I'm gonna cum!" You moaned out but it was slurred and more high pitched.

"Good, cum for me whore."

He picked up the pace more, making a pornographic, high pitched moan leave your mouth. "Fred- ah! - mm!" Was all you could get out before your orgasm crashed over, making you scream out his name.

Freddy smirked, taking out his knives and licking the cum mixed in with the blood that got on them.

"F-Freddy! Just fuck me!" You cried out.

"Needy, aren't ya'?" He chuckled, starting to take his clothes off, and did the same with you. You were getting very impatient, you needed him this instant.

Soon enough, he lines up with your enterance-—slowly pushing himself into you, inch by inch.

Then, he slammed himself into you, giving you no time to adjust. You let out a loud scream, he smirked again, starting to pound his fat cock into your tight, wet pussy. very rough, and fast. You were losing your mind, going cockdumb.

"You gonna be good and cum for me, my dirty little whore?" He growled out, "ye- ah! - fuck! yes! don't stop!!" You moaned out, his thrusts were getting sloppy, and even faster.

Freddy then put one of his ungloved hands onto your clit, pressuring it while still pounding into you.

"I'm gonna - fuck! - cum!" You moaned out, but it was more pornographic and high pitched, he knew you were close to cumming so he put more pressure on your clit–-circling it.

You were clenching around him very tight, he was so close to cumming as well so he quicked the pace more, wanting you to cum all over his cock. "Cum for me.." he slurred, then you cummed..screaming his name, but he was still pounding into you through your orgasm—-clenching around him tight like that, he's not gonna last. And he didn't.

Freddy finally cummed inside of you, making you scream..tears filled your eyes, and you started shaking from the overstimulation.

He slowly pulled out of your wet pussy, laying on top of you.

He kissed your head and whispered a 'i love you' .

"I love you too, Fred." You said, with a weak smile—-then going to sleep quickly, passing out.

"So cute."

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