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rabbitblackx · 8 months
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Hi! 💕 would you be able to do jaosna, brahms and michael reactions that the reader when they raise their hand or make some sudden movement, the reader thinks that they want to hit her?
Slashers make Reader flinch
Includes: Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees and Brahms Heelshire
Michael Myers💖
Michael came home one Halloween night, hands drenched with blood. He was menacing as ever, standing there still in the dark
“Hi, Michael.” You called out quietly
The only reply you received was his heavy breathing from behind the mask, followed by the floor whining under his boots. He seemed a bit riled up from his killing spree, the faintest glint of delightful rage in his black eye
Michael was beginning to get too close. Just as you were to back into the wall, his fist came up to rest against your head. You immediately flinched, a small squeal of fear leaving your lips
Michael was not expecting you to flinch like that. It wasn’t like he was gonna hurt you. This made him mad. You cracked your eyes open and hesitatingly looked up at him in the dark. A look of almost betrayal twinkled in his eye before he turned his back
“Michael?”
He never thought something like that would bother him. You had been with Michael long enough. Did you still not trust him? After all the self restraint, all the control and gentleness he forced on himself. And you still acted like he was a monster
Michael walked away as calmly as he could. He didn’t want to be around you anymore, but he also wanted to prove his point… that he would never hurt you
Jason Voorhees💖
Jason came home in a bad mood. You didn’t know whether it was because someone got away, or that they were putting up a fight… he was just mad
Jason dumped his bloody machete by the door and brushed right past you, completely ignoring your presence. You turned to watch him storm towards your bedroom. He was probably gonna go to bed and lock you out. He had done that before
“Jason, are you okay?” You asked softly
Jason paused there by the door, and your heart stopped. He stood still for a moment, before turning and walking straight toward you. You watched on wide eyed for a moment, but then flinched back in fear when he got too close
“Please don’t hurt me, Jason. I’m sorry.” You squeaked from behind your hands
Jason’s broad shoulders suddenly slumped. That made him sad. You were scared he was gonna hurt you? Of course he wouldn’t
He watched helplessly as you cowered, before you fearfully peeked up at him. You flinched again as Jason slowly brought his hand up to touch your cheek. He let it linger there, fingers gently brushing against your hair
Before you could say another word, Jason slipped his hand away and turned his back. You brought your own up to touch the same spot as he stormed back out of your cabin
Brahms Heelshire💖
You got back from the village a little later than you told Brahms today. You knew you were gonna be in big rouble because of it
You shut the front doors as quietly as you could, but you knew he was aware of your presence. Just as you were planning what to tell him, you turned away from the doors to find him looming in the shadows
“Brahms,” you smiled nervously
Brahms did not reply. His breathing was heavy behind his mask and he slowly approached you. You held your own breath as he got real close, looming over you menacingly. You were about to apologise, but was startled when he raised his hand
You yelped, throwing yourself against the front doors and shielding your face. Brahms watched in shock. All he was trying to do was put his hand on your shoulder. It stung a little that you flinched away from him like that
You peeked up at Brahms standing before you, his hand still slightly raised as a sad look washed over his eyes. “Brahms, I’m sorry. I thought you were gonna hurt me.” You frowned
Brahms’ shoulders slumped, and he sadly shook his head. Tears pricked your eyes at his broken reaction, and you suddenly felt terrible. You apologised again, throwing your arms around him and resting your head on his chest
Brahms wrapped his own around you in a tight hug. He frowned under his mask as he nuzzled against your hair
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tinfairies · 1 year
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Headcanons for Vincent, Thomas, Brahms, Michael Myers with an s/o who is really good at riding them, like riding them to oblivion till they can’t think right
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Vincent Sinclair
Loves when his darling is on top, he gets to watch his beautiful work of art use him like a toy.
His hands grip their hips, and he rolls his own in rhythm with their movements.
Dark hair sticks to his forehead with sweat, his mouth hangs open. His mask was discarded long ago, he looks immaculate in the low light of his workshop.
His breathing is heavy and his moans are strangled. He's trying to keep quiet so he can hear his lover, their groans and sighs.
Vincent loves the way they feel when they bounce on his cock, he thinks he's died and gone to heaven.
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Brahms Heelshire
He's such a sub it's not even funny. He begged his lover to make him feel good before bed and they happily obliged.
He doesn't regret asking for this, but he knows he's gonna get fucked stupid.
They're bouncing on his cock, tight little hole squeezing around him deliciously.
Brahms moans loudly, and his hands wander their body. Groping and grabbing the soft skin. He begs for more, tears forming in his eyes.
His beloved smirks down at him, his mind melting the more they rock their hips. He doesn't want it to stop, yet at the same time he needs to cum.
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Thomas Hewitt
He's very much a giver. Whatever his lover wants they will get.
He protested being laid on his back only because he wants to make sure his beloved is getting as much pleasure as he is.
Tommy is convinced that they're enjoying themselves as well when he sees the way they look down at him.
Their hips rolling, their tight hole squeezing his fat cock just right. His mask was discarded, and he was flushed from his neck to the tips of his ears.
Low grunts rumbled in his chest, his cock throbbed as his darling bounced. They looked like a work of art above him.
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Michael Myers
Selfish. That's the best word to describe him in bed. When his beloved climbed over him he remained completely still.
If they wanted to fuck themselves on his cock, they can have at it. He's tired, he won't help, not unless they cum before he does.
His nonchalant attitude melts away within minutes, his lover bounced along his shaft. The tip of his cock hit something delicious inside them and he nearly lost it.
Heavy pants emanated from behind his mask. He was losing himself, watching as they use him like a fuck toy. Their tight hole milking him for all he's worth.
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letssimptogether · 9 months
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Slashers x Pregnant! Reader
✨ reader almost gets hurt by a victim/victim uses reader as leverage — requested by anon ✨
includes: Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Thomas Hewitt, Brahms Heelshire, and Poly! Ghostface
warnings: mentions or possible descriptions of (slight!) violence, cursing
a/n: i might use some manga as lil cover pictures when writing multiple slashers/idk what picture to use idk i think they’re cute teehee😅🤭 anyways, sorry for the wait—i hope you all enjoy! readers pronouns are gender neutral💜💜
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💜Bo Sinclair
You just finished doing the dishes, when you heard a knock at the door. Unsure it was one of the boys, you scooted from your comfy couch spot and opened the door.
To your surprise, it was not one of the boys—and much to the unexpected visitor's surprise, someone opened the damned door.
“Please, you have to help me.” The man begged in front of you, big sloppy tears pouring from his eyes.
You paused and looked at the male in front of you before raising a brow. You knew what was up, but you never had to deal with the victims before, especially now that you’re over a month pregnant—Bo really doesn’t want you talking or handling them.
“They’re going to get me,” He choke and sobbed, “I need your help.”
Unsure of what to do, you stood there for a few seconds longer, thinking of what the safest option was, but also one that wouldn’t put the boys in danger.
Over the surprise visitor's shoulder, you could see Bo approaching, and he was just a few buildings away—while staring at Bo, and trying to decide your option, the visitor turned around to catch what you were looking at and met Bo’s now rage-filled demeanor.
Quickly, he shoved you to the floor, hopping over you; only stepping on your arm. The minute Bo reached you, he gently helped you up and cupped your cheek. He then pressed a small kiss to your nose and asked you to go to your guy’s shared bedroom.
You could hear each sloshing stabbing sound and the man’s blood-curdling screams almost all night before Bo accompanied you in bed.
🩷Vincent Sinclair
You happily made your way towards the Wax Museum, a plate of food in your hand for your beloved since you know Vincent most likely hasn’t eaten yet.
Once you got to the entrance of the museum, much to your startle, the door was already open. And to make matters worse, you hear two voices giggling.
You stood still beside the entrance, your free hand holding where your womb is, pausing to think of your best option for safety for you and the growing baby. Vincent must've known of their presence, so it's only a matter of time now. Once their whispering died down, you snuck inside the building, peeking around each corner and listening to make sure nobody could see or hear you. You turned a corner too quick in your need to get to Vincent, that you bumped your hip on a nearby table, almost causing you to drop your plate. "Shit," You silently muttered, panicking slightly from your slight bump. "What was that?" A man asked just faint enough for you to hear, causing your panic to rise more. "Maybe it's the dog from earlier?" A woman responded questioningly. As if on cue, Vincent sneaks around the corner and places a comforting hand on your shoulder, while also signaling you to shush before pointing in the direction of where the intruders. He quickly puts his hand over his mask's mouth, then presses it softly to where your baby bump's growing like a little kiss. And from there, he went to take care of the two.
💜Lester Sinclair
You were riding in the truck with Lester, as he went to run errands when a stranger waved you guys down alongside the road.
“Hey! Hi—sorry to bother you guys,” The stranger stumbled nervously, “Something happened and we really need to get to our friends, would one of us be able to catch a ride to the nearest town?”
You and Lester exchanged unsure glances, but Lester agreed nonetheless. You scooted to the middle seat closer Lester, giving him one last worried glance before patting the seat for the stranger.
The three of you rode in an uncomfortable silence, occasionally making some small talk about the small town of Ambrose, and how the two of you like it.
“Ain’t too bad,” Lester spoke up, “Pretty quiet. Everyone minds their own business for the most part.”
The strangers phone started to ring, and they quickly apologized and answered, stiffening in statue after what seemed 10 seconds. They nervously side eyed Lester and you a few times, while giving verbal acknowledgments over the phone.
“Excuse me—can you stop the car?” They asked, feigning a polite exterior, their jaw quivering and the right hand upon the door handle shook nervously.
“Mhm,” Lester slowed to a stop, but before the old beat up truck could even get to a halt, the stranger opened the door, and grabbed you, pulling the both of you out of the car, leaving only Lester in the drivers seat.
“Stay back, freak! Or—or else!” The stranger shoved you to the ground, then pointing a finger to Lester, to prove a point to him that they’re not above violence.
You tried to crawl away, but the stranger had other plans.
“Get back here, bitch,” The strangers focus was too engrossed into you, they didn’t notice Lester hop out of the truck, “I heard what you did to my friends!”
The stranger went to reach for you, but was stopped by Lester pulling them back and punching perpetrator in the throat.
“Hell is wrong with you hitting a pregnant person,” Lester’s punches did not ease up until the strangers face looked like a bloody pulp.
Once he finished, he walked over to where you stood yourself up, and pulled you in for a hug, and pressed a kiss to your forehead and knelt down to press a kiss to your tummy.
“Y’okay, sugar?” He grasped your hand, and walked you to the truck and helped you sit down comfortably.
🩷Thomas Hewitt
You and Luda sat in the kitchen knitting things for the baby that’s on the way.
“Y/N, would you be a dear and check on the pie?” Luda politely inquired.
“Of course!” You opened the oven to check, but the pie wasn’t fully done, so you reset the timer for about 5 minutes.
You took your seat back, and continued knitting your baby blanket. Luda stood up, and started cleaning the counters and washing the dishes used to make the cherry pie.
Faint scrambling and screaming could be heard coming from the basement, but you just turned on the small radio and continuing knitting zigzags into the blankets design.
Until someone managed to scramble their way to the first floor, scrambling through the living room, and then the kitchen.
“You two! Hey! You have to help me!” The man pleaded, “He’s trying to kill me down there!”
The man pointed down in the basement, and Luda looked at him unimpressed. She was sneaking her way to find something to hit the person with without being detected, but the man grabbed onto your hand and tried pulling you with him.
“Please! You have to listen to me; he’s going to kill me—then he’s going to kill you too!” He sobbed, ripping you from your chair at the small table.
“I—” You didn’t get a chance to respond or call for help before the man pulled you outside and down the wooden steps.
“Tommy!” You hear Luda Mae call out, “They’re trying to take Y/N!”
About two minutes later, Thomas ran through the door, his chainsaw rumbling with a seething rage. Within a minute, your captor was mowed down by Thomas, who then dropped the (now off) chainsaw, and spun you in the air with his embrace, pressing his forehead to yours.
That night, Thomas made you a warm bath and you enjoyed a cool cup of sweet tea while you got to munch on the pie you and Luda made from earlier.
💜Brahms Heelshire
It was a cool Sunday afternoon, and you were waiting for Malcolm to bring groceries to the house for you and Brahms—who was hiding upstairs, waiting for your okay to come out.
You sat in the living room, sipping on your favorite hot beverage while rereading a book you started, but haven’t finished.
Faint knocking could be heard from the front door, so you placed your book and drink down, and peeled through the door.
Malcom finally arrived; which means Brahms can come out soon!
“Afternoon, Malcolm!” You gave a small smile with your greeting, which dropped when you saw the man who delivers Brahms and your groceries arrived empty handed.
“Malcolm wh—” You were cut off by his quick ramblings.
“Y/N, you have to get out of here,” He quickly blurted out, “Brahms is alive; he-he’s been living in the walls!”
Mentally, you rolled your eyes. You knew this, obviously—he is your partner after all.
“What do you mean?” You faked concern, even though you had a feeling you knew how this would end.
The grocery boy would enter, prohibited to leave; his fate sealed past the front door.
“Brahms—I SAW him, Y/N.” He huffed, pacing in a nervous circle.
“I think you’re just seeing things, Malcolm. I live here, don’t you think I’d know if he’s here? Wouldn’t I have seen or heard him?” You retorted, raising an eyebrow, trying your best to gaslight him into leaving you and Brahms alone.
He grasped your hand, “If you refuse to believe it, I have no choice. We’re getting out of here and somewhere safe.”
Little did he know, Brahms was watching the whole interaction. And boy is he pissed.
He snuck out through one of the walls, and approached Malcolm from behind.
“Y/N,” He whined, walking towards where Malcom had a grip on your wrist, “Don’t go.”
“Get him Brahms!” You cried, ripping your arm away from Malcolm and backing away.
Brahms quickly gripped Malcolm’s neck, squeezing so hard his poor face turned a blueish purple from the lack of oxygen due to Brahms’ rage.
As soon as Malcom’s body felt limp, Brahms ran towards your slightly nervous form, nuzzling his masked face into your neck, whimpering softly while rubbing your belly.
🩷Poly! Ghostface
You laid sprawled out upon the bed that the three of you shared, watching nostalgic horror movies. Your phone wasn’t too far from your reach due to the boys needing a ride later.
As if on cue, said device started ringing with Stu’s ringtone.
“Hey, babe!” You perked up, “You need me to come scoop you guys up?”
“Mhm-ow!” The sound of slapping could be heard on your end, and Stu groaned over the phone.
“Hi cutie,” Billy snatched the phone from Stu, “Seems nobody’s here. Can you come get us now?”
“Absolutely!” You beamed before hanging up, running to your car, and starting it.
Once you got to the location they sent you, you pulled into the driveway, turned your lights off, and parked the car.
With few lights lit in the house, you could only make out one figure running around in the dark rather than two. Nonetheless, you brushed it off due to how dim the house was, and you turned your music back up, rubbing your hand over the slight bump.
The figure snuck out of the house, and knocked on the window of the car.
“Are you their ride, bitch?” She sneered, “I overheard those fuck-faces on the phone talking about a ride.”
You tried to lock the doors, which you left unlocked for the boys, but the assailant was faster to open the door. She tried to rip you out of the car as you covered yourself up for defense, both not realizing the seatbelt was on.
“Billy!” You screamed out, “Stu, help please!”
The stranger retracted their fist to hit you, but was pulled back by Billy’s grip, before he plunged a knife into her. She glared at you as she tried to hit Stu who blocked her path, gladly taking a turn stabbing her in the ribs.
They dropped her, and both huddled around you, pressing kisses to your forehead and cheek while their hands hold your baby bump.
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missjellyhead · 9 months
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HEADCANON | slashers favorite sex positions | fem!reader
Inclui Brahms Heelshire, Billy Lenz, Bubba Sawyer, Otis Diftwood, RZ!Michael Myers
note: uh... hey? I got excited about this one. And thank you for 100 followers! :D
Warnings: nsfw.
BRAHMS HEELSHIRE
Cowgirl.
Brahms is spoiled.
He doesn't want to take the slightest effort.
He just likes to lie back against the pillows, hold your thighs tightly, and let you move as you please. As long as he comes, everything is fine.
Brahms whimpers so needily, eyes closed as you ride on his cock.
When he's close to coming, he thrusts his hips up desperately, seeking his own pleasure.
If you allow him to take control, he'll moan loudly and fuck you until you can barely support your own weight and fall onto his furry chest.
But if you stop him, just wanting to tease him a little, he will whimper and stubbornly try to move.
You can punish him for being such a naughty and greedy boy, and Brahms will be begging for your touch like a puppy.
BILLY LENZ
Accepts anything. He just wants to fuck you senseless. But when you turn 69--
Hearing and feeling you gagging against his cock as he just devours your pussy is perfect.
And Billy is definitely addicted to his pussy.
Could eat you for hours and hours like a starving man. He never gets tired.
Billy also loves doggy style.
He'll throw you onto the bed as soon as he gets a chance to come out of the attic, and he'll fuck you hard and sloppy from behind until he comes.
In fact, after he cums, he keeps moving.
He super stimulates you without even realizing it, focusing only on himself.
He's noisy. Very noisy.
And it doesn't care if the sorority house is full or empty. As long as it's just the two of you in the room, he's in for some fun.
But it usually comes out of the attic during the night.
Good luck explaining to the other sorority girls what those late-night sounds were.
Speaking of the attic, he loves to fuck you in there too.
It's dusty and musty smelling, but Billy feels safe there.
He has you up against the wall, chest pressed against your back, and makes you practically scream with pleasure.
Anyway, he really loves many positions and it's hard to choose a favorite.
BUBBA SAWYER
I believe Bubba is a little shy about sex, although he is quite excited.
But he's afraid he can't satisfy you, and he's afraid you won't find his body attractive.
So it takes him a while to feel comfortable having sex with you.
And when that happens, you have to guide Bubba and teach him what to do.
If you are as inexperienced as he is, you will learn together and it will be nice and fun.
And when he has enough knowledge, has experienced enough positions, one of his favorites will be cowgirl.
He likes you to have control over him and do what gives you the most pleasure. It's also amazing that he has such a beautiful girl jumping on his dick. Bubba almost can't believe it's real.
And he loves to see your breasts bouncing. If he gets the chance, he'll have your nipples trapped between his lips as you ride his fat cock.
If he's not holding the sheets between his fingers, then he'll have his hands on your hips.
It will leave fingerprints because he squeezed you so hard.
It wasn't on purpose, honestly. He'll apologize later, fearing you'll get angry.
And if you tie his wrists to the headboard and sit on his face, he'll freak out.
Do it. He loves to please you.
Is kinda sloppy about eating pussy but so excited. Hope you don't mind the amount of saliva.
(And if you want to return the favor, pegging this man. He'll moan so needy~).
OTIS DRIFTWOOD
I honestly think Otis is a disgusting man. With a lot of fetishes, and a lot of boner, and a lot of time left to fuck you to exhaustion.
And speaking of fetishes, Otis has foot fetishes. Your foot, specifically.
It's not like he's going to masturbate looking at your feet or anything.
He just likes to pay special attention to his feet as he pushes against her sensitive, wet pussy.
And honestly, he doesn't even care if it makes you uncomfortable or not. Just take his dick and let him play with your body as he wants and as much as he wants.
So he likes to have you lying in bed, legs up, shins over his shoulders. That way he can just pull his legs forward and play with his feet. It will kiss and lick them while looking into your eyes.
Also likes to have you on all fours.
Shake your ass and Otis will be inside you in a few milliseconds.
Will spank your ass and pull your hair, pushing your face into the sheets.
(If you let him fuck your ass, he'll get you in every possible position. He gets wild).
And it will degrade you badly, all the time. (Does this outside of sex too).
RZ!MICHAEL MYERS
He'll make you lie face down on the bed, then he'll lean over you, put an arm around your neck and fuck you deep.
He's not really choking you unless you ask him to.
He likes how he looks bigger on top of you. Even if you are close to his height, he definitely has more muscles than you.
Michael isn't very vocal, but he lets out little grunts and his breathing becomes ragged as he rolls his hips against your ass.
He also likes to have you leaning over any surface that may be: kitchen table, countertops, coffee table in the living room.
That's because he likes to watch your cock disappear into your pussy, feel your legs shake as you try to get used to the size.
If he is particularly lazy that day, spoon position. It's still deep and strong, but slow.
The important thing is that he makes you come deliciously and he comes deep inside you.
(Loves to fuck you against the wall. Put one leg on his shoulder and let him stick his tongue in you. He'll hold your hips, not letting you dominate the situation. Michael likes to be in power, especially when he's making you feel squirm).
Sorry for any spelling mistakes, English is not my first language
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cherryc1nnam0n · 1 year
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Separation anxiety | Brahms Heelshire x AFAB!Reader
Summary: Ever since Brahms revealed himself he can't stand being far from you, specifically, out of you...
Cw: Anxiety, separation anxiety, trust issues, abandonment issues, nsfw, smut, vaginal sex, self indulgence, mentions of pregnancy
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From morning to night, Brahms had to be inside you, all day if it was possible
He had a huge sex drive, one that was almost insatiable and he needed you all the time, needed that tight pussy around his cock, he needed to be balls deep in you 24/7
It was the only way he felt close to you, like he belonged somewhere and that he was loved
So, whenever he had the chance, he would fit his cock inside you
For a man that's lived in walls for years, you didn't expect him to have such a huge and magnificent cock, it was huge, uncut and fat
Many mornings you woke up to him burying his dick inside you, making you moan and whine from just waking up "Brahms... It's too early" you would whine at him
But he would look into your eyes, pleading you "Please Y/n... I need it... I need to feel you, to be inside you..."
So he would fuck you until you whined and pushed him off, or he would sit inside you for as long as he wanted to, or until he eventually fucked you
It didn't matter where, when or how, he would enter you when he wanted
You could be in the kitchen, cooking lunch or washing dishes and he would yank your pants or pajamas down and fuck you right where you were
Reading a book in the living room, he would spread you open and fuck you while you read your book, like nothing was happening
In the shower he would just go in with you and fuck you against the wall
Brahms was insatiable and you knew it, so you got used to never wearing panties around him, just putting on some shorts or pajama bottoms and go about your day, waiting for when he would get a raging boner and would come looking for you to satiate his hunger
"One day you'll get me pregnant Brahmsy and we'll have to raise a baby..." You said mindlessly flipping through a book as he pounded into you from behind on your shared bed
He groaned into your ear, "That's my goal... That way you can't leave me... You'll never leave... You'll have to stay here forever, raising a baby with me..." He said in between heavy breaths and moans
"Mmmmm, who said I was leaving honey?"
He smiled under his mask, pounding you harder now
Eventually he did get you pregnant... What did you expect?
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slasherhaven · 3 months
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Slashers with a significant other who is a cam girl and wants them to be in one of their videos? 💃
2 posts in 2 days who do I think I am? See ya'll in a year! /j
CW: NSFW
You do Cam Work and Ask the Slashers to be in your Videos:
Thomas Hewitt
Thomas is pretty conservative when it come to sex and such, but he's come around to your cam work, especially since you let him help with the details.
You like when he picks what you were or what scene you might do. You made Thomas feel like a part of it and that made him comfortable with it.
Still, he's very surprised when you ask if he wants to do a video with you. He refuses immediately and you respect that.
You ask again a while later but with more details. Like nobody would know who he was, you would keep his face out of the shot, and the two of you will do whatever he is comfortable with.
Your first video with him is of you riding him. His head isn't in the shot but the rest of his frame is. The size difference goes hard and your audience agrees.
Thomas is a flustered mess when you sit to read with comments with him. Everyone is talking about the new man in your video, gushing about how big he is and how attentive he is. Even with his size it seems your audience could sense his gentle soul, commenting on the chemistry you both have and how they would love to see him again!
Thanks to all the lovely comments, Thomas agrees to do another video even if he doesn't see himself putting his face on camera any time soon.
Michael Myers
Michael honestly does not care that you do cam work.
When you first ask him to be in a video, he pretty much ignores it.
But when you ask again some time later he doesn't see why not.
As long as his face isn't in the video or anything, you can film it, he doesn't really care.
The videos you make with him afterwards are pretty similar to your first video with him.
Usually you bent over while Michael fucks you to tears.
Michael is barely in the shot most of the time. Sometimes it just a close up on you, other times it includes Michael but only ever getting at high as his chest.
Everyone is obsessed with your mystery man. Where did he come from? What was that scar from? Can we see more of him please!!!
Jason Voorhees
We all know that Jason's comfort levels with sex is extremely low and it takes a while for him to become comfortable with physical intimacy. So cam work is certainly going to take some time for him to come around to.
And once he's become more comfortable with that, it's going to take a whole lot longer before he feels comfortable being in a video.
When he does decide to give it a go, he is a real hit!
He refuses to show his face on camera and you do whatever it takes to make sure he is as comfortable as possible.
Before Jason says you can use his name in videos and descriptions, your audience referred to him as 'the gentle giant', which is completely accurate!
No matter your usual content, Jason is nothing but gentle with you when he's in a video.
Brahms Heelshire
Watches your videos over and over again, he loves them. He'll watch you record them and watch them later once you've posted them. He can't get enough.
He's already got his pants off when you ask if he wants to be in one of your videos. You end up fucking even though you're not filming it.
He actually doesn't have much of a problem with having his face on camera. He's still a little insecure about his facial burns but you have alleviated most of that by this point.
And after the first video and he reads all those positive comments. Some are as horny for him as they are for you.
Fully embraces his new pornstar identity. He's insufferable.
He'll be in any video you want and your audience love watching you take care of your needy brat.
Bo Sinclair
Bo is in fully support of your work, it brings some money in and he gets to watch your videos. Even if his possessiveness still often gets the better of him. Whenever he reads comments of people praising you, Bo has an insatiable need to bend you over something just to prove a point.
Gets all cocky and arrogant when you ask if he wants to be in a video.
Needless to say, he agrees to do it.
And he takes to it pretty easily. He knows how to get all of his favourite reactions from you, how to get you pleading and begging for him, and he wants everyone watching to know.
Bo is arrogant and always smirking when the camera is on but it performs well.
He likes to how the camera and film himself entering you. He really does have a terrible ego.
Vincent Sinclair
It gets Vincent flustered, he could admit that, but he appreciates the artistic side of it all. It takes more effort and consideration than one might think!
He likes helping you get ready for a video and taking care of you afterwards.
He's hesitant when you first ask if he wants to be in a video. A part of him wants to do it with you but he's not confident enough in himself.
But he loves making you feel good and at this point he knows he's good at it, so he gives it a try. You can film them without posting them after all, like practise runs.
He may never show his face but he doesn't mind having his body on camera. Sometimes he even just hides his face with his hair instead of keeping his head out of the shot completely.
On Vincent's more self-conscious days, he'll film close ups of him fingering you instead.
He's very good with his hands and your audience agrees. They are very jealous of you.
Lester Sinclair
Lester is pretty neutral on your work, but of course he absolutely loves your videos.
He's mostly just surprised and flustered when you first ask if he wants to be in one of your videos. He thinks you're perfect so he understands why people would want to watch you, but he doesn't really see why people would want to watch him.
But he still agrees to it because he's your biggest supporter!!!
Your audience love the chemistry and intimacy between you both, leaving comments about how real your videos feel.
The videos that perform best are usually the ones where the two of you forgot you were even filming, just giggling together and enjoying each other. Lester gets all nervous and shy when the camera turns on, which is adorable, but forgetting that the camera is there really does help him perform better, the sweetheart.
Your audience love your more thought out and planned videos but appreciate the occasional more relaxed video with your sweet boyfriend.
Bubba Sawyer
Super flustered by your work but he's supportive.
Is super surprised and nervous when you ask if he wants to be in a video.
He agrees to give it a try once you explain that you can always delete it and nobody has to see it if he changes his mind or doesn't like it.
Bubba is just a big sweetie really, and you know just how to turn him into a squirming, blubbering mess.
And your audience love to watch you do it!
In later video's you do, you use the viewers' comments to fluster him even further. Using all the kindest and sweetest comments that say how lovely he is .
Come on, Bubs, they love you, they're being so nice. Why don't you say thank you?
Billy Lenz
Billy loves watching your videos and when you ask if he wants to be in a video with you, he is so excited!
He's completely down to make some home videos but he's a little unsure about putting it online for other people to see.
So you make it so his face isn't visible and let him watch the final edit before uploading it. He thinks it's so hot, he can't say no.
Honestly, you could do really well with just audios alone though. People will go wild for it. Billy unable to keep his mouth shut, all those desperate moans and whines and noises, the sticky wet slapping of skin. Honestly, a video element is just a bonus at this point.
And who gets off to the video the most? Billy obviously!
Asa Emory (The Collector)
Asa monitors your accounts anyway, even if you don't know it. He wants to know what you're posting and how people are responding. Don't want any bullies or trolls, right?
He's probably tried to manipulate you into suggesting it anyway.
He doesn't have much of a problem with your cam work, he's just a possessive bastard and would love to claim you in front of your entire audience.
The mask stays on!
Okay, he designs a new mask to avoid any chance of self criminalisation but whatever.
You two can make it big in BDSM communities.
Ties you up, blindfolds you, gags you. Whatever he feels like, but often seems to focus the camera on your reactions rather than on what he is doing to you. Studying his favourite little specimen.
Your audience already adored you of course, but they also love this new Dom you brought it.
There is no doubt as to who you belong to now.
Jesse Cromeans (Chromeskull)
Obviously Jesse has no problem with being on camera and he already has a pretty big ego, so he'll probably even wear the Chromeskull mask. It's his signature whether it's for his snuff films or your cam work.
Like Asa, you do absolute numbers in the BDSM community. Everyone is very pleased with his fully suited up, masked Dom that you brought in.
He already has his Chromeskull persona all fleshed out so he just brings that energy to your videos.
He's a sadistic Dom and you might have to upload an Aftercare video at some point just to reassure your more loyal audience that you're alright and always well taken care of afterwards.
Otis Driftwood
Is obviously a fan of your videos and isn't going to stop you from making them. You aren't actually fucking anyone else, so he's cool with it. And if he feels particularly jealous or possessive at some point, he knows he's the only one who can actually pin you down and have his way with you.
Oh yeah, he's down to make a few videos with you. He's probably got some old tapes of his own somewhere, long forgotten. He's not shy.
Says the filthiest shit, it kinda becomes his think on your platform.
Otis can be absolutely disgusting but, fortunately, there is an audience for that and they flood to your videos.
Calls you all sorts of names, asks you if you get off on knowing everyone is going to watch him fuck you. That everyone is going to see all the things you let him do to you.
Baby Firefly
Baby loves that you do cam work, she loves performing. She happily does your hair and makeup, she helps you pick out costumes and which toys you'll use in that video.
Hell, she's even filmed a video or two for you!
She's your number one supporter so of course she jumps on camera as soon as you ask if she wants to be in a video.
The two of you are all dolled up and she's magnetic, the audience love her as much as they love you.
The two of you are absolute menaces if you decide to do a livestream, pulling in huge donations because Baby is going to pout and taunt. Why should the two of you put on a show if they're not showing their appreciation properly?
Baby is the type to respond to very low donations with "it's alright, you can just say you're poor". She never promised to play nice and she just thinks you're worth more than that!!!
You end up apologising for her.
People are into it though.
Yautja (Predator)
Your mate doesn't quite get it but he's cool with it.
Is hard as soon as you ask if he wants to be in a video. Yautja's aren't very conservative or prudish when it comes to sex and nudity, so you weren't too surprised.
He loves the thought of taking you, of claiming you, and everyone knowing that you're his mate. That he's a worthy mate for you.
Even when he's a regular feature in your videos, he doesn't completely understand it, he just knows he's into it.
Everyone loves to watch you try to take him fully, the struggle, the determination, the satisfaction when you manage it.
You have cornered the Monster Fucker market. They don't know if it's real, if it's a very elaborate costume, or very realistic animation, either way they are eating it up.
All the other performers who use alien dildos and such are super jealous, obviously.
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Hey I love yanderes and slashers and used to have a sleep walking problem where I would try to crawl through windows, can you do a yandere slasher x reader where the reader has developed Stockholm syndrome and been loving to the slasher so they trust them and let them have more freedom. Then they see them try to crawl out a window in their sleep? How would they react? Would they believe the reader? What would make them believe them if they didn't? If they didn't believe them the how would they react to finding out the reader told the truth?
Thank you so much! And merry Christmas! 🎄 🎄🎄🎄🎄🎅🎅🎅🎅🎅
Slashers with Reader Who Sleepwalks & Tries to Leave
Yandere! Slashers x Reader (Separate)
Warnings: Yandere behavior, of course. Mentions of abusive behavior
A/N: Merry (late) Christmas! I hope you all had a great holiday! For this request, I decided to leave Eric out. He's just the complete opposite to a Yandere in my opinion, and it was nearly impossible for me to write him as such. I hope that's okay!
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Freddy Krueger
He knows you would never purposefully leave him
Like, he actually knows
His (undead) life revolves around sleep
He knows when you're awake and where you're actually sleeping, even if he keeps you stuck in his dream world
So when he finds you trying to escape out of the little window he built for you, he just laughs
He had already known you sleep walked
He'd been haunting your dreams for weeks prior to actually taking you
Freddy just keeps watching you, not really doing anything about it
You're stuck in his world either way
Might as well see how far you'll go
He'll almost use this as a test of sorts
He'll let you wander to wherever you want to go in your sleep, and he may even change the environment to something you don't recognize
When you wake up, his name better be the first thing that falls from your lips
If it's not...
Well, he'll just have to try harder at getting you to need him
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Michael Myers
It took a very long time for Michael to get to this point
The fact that he lets you sleep without chains is a huge decision on his part
He doesn't trust easily
And any feelings of trust he did have come crumbling down the moment he wakes up without you beside him
It didn't take long to find you
There you were, pushing and prodding at the boarded up window
He's truly pissed
And a little hurt
He really thought you were growing to actually like your situation
But when he spins you around and sees your eyes staring blankly through him, he tilts his head
You don't seem... right?
He'll shake you harshly until he sees the life come back to your eyes
When you finally look up at him with a similarly confused look on your face, he starts to realize
He understands you well enough to know when you're not acting like yourself
When he finally explains what you were doing after you repeatedly asked him, you sigh
You explain that sometimes at night, you wander around without realizing it
A sleepwalker, huh?
Sadly, the chains will need to come out again
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Jason Voorhees
You wouldn't actually leave him, right?
You seemed so caring
He actually believed you when you said you needed him
But here you were, trying to leave your shared home in the middle of the night
He almost breaks down as he picks you up and takes you back to your room
He finds it a bit odd that you don't fight back at all, but he assumes you just don't care to
He locks you up and makes sure that you can't go anywhere
How could you do this to him?
When you wake up the next morning in chains and not in your shared bed, you begin to cry for Jason
He tries to ignore you, but he can't bring himself to hear your sad voice calling out to him
You try your best to tell him that you don't remember what happened, and that you would never leave him
And maybe he's too trusting, but he believes you
You just seem so sad and so genuine that it's impossible for him to think it's anything other than honesty
You couldn't be that stupid anyways
You'd get lost in those woods alone at night, he knows that
So he just has to believe you
He loves you, and love means trust, right?
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Thomas Hewitt
But you were being so sweet to him just hours before
How could you lie to his face like that?
He wakes up without you in his arms, and he just about loses it
Frantically searches for you around the house and finally finds you at one of the nailed in windows
He pulls you away quickly, staring at you sadly
He's waiting for an explanation, but you don't say anything
You just stare
You weren't acting like yourself
He pushes you back towards the bedroom and you walk the rest of the way yourself, climbing back into bed with ease
He's confused, but decides to see if it will happen again
You can't leave anyways
The whole house is locked up, and you don't even know where the keys are
You act just like your normal self the next day
And that night, you're back to walking around with a blank stare
He figures this just might be a thing you do
Doesn't really try to stop you, but he does follow you most nights to make sure you don't accidentally hurt yourself
On nights he wants you in bed, he ties some old fabric around your ankle and holds you tight while you sleep
You might not ever know about your late night adventures unless he decides to tell you
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Bubba Sawyer
He's quite literally blubbering to you
He's crying, he's frantic, he even shakes you a bit, and you just stand there not responding
He keeps waiting, and when you start to just wander around again, he loses it
What's wrong with you? Why are you acting like this?
He ties you back into bed and stays up the rest of the night, watching you
The next morning, he confronts you stressfully
You keep telling him over and over that you don't know what he's talking about
But he refuses to believe you
(He wants to believe you, he's just scared)
He only finally realizes you were being honest when in the middle of the day during your nap, he finds you wandering back to the window with his whole family watching you
You weren't stupid
Why would you try to leave when literally everyone could see you in broad daylight?
His family begins laughing and saying things like "looks like you got yourself a sleepwalker"
So you weren't purposefully trying to leave him?
He cries tears of joy and spends the next couple of days pampering you and giving you just about everything you want
He does his best to show you that he's sorry
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Brahms Heelshire
It's quite literally known that Brahms has abandonment issues at this point
So when he catches you climbing up onto the window sill
He loses it
Will grab you and roughly pull you off, your body falling to the ground
This immediately wakes you up, your eyes searching around frantically
When you see Brahms standing above you, you try to reach for him, but he only shoves you away
You look so sad and confused at this, but Brahms is too stubborn to give in
He starts tying you up again each night, still very hurt that you would try to leave like that
It takes weeks for you to gain his trust again
And the one night he lets you sleep freely, he catches you by the window again
But instead of grabbing you immediately, he decides to just watch
He wants to see how far you'll go so he knows just how severe your punishment will need to be
But instead, you just give up on unlocking the window (it was jammed), and you just turn around and walk straight back to bed, not even registering Brahms being right there
This is odd
You need to explain the concept of sleepwalking to him the next day
He still remains skeptical for a while, but he'll come around
You just need to be extra attentive for a while...
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Norman Bates
Norman already knows a lot about sleepwalking
(It's what he thought was going on for a while when he couldn't remember large chunks of time throughout the week)
When he finds you opening a window in the middle of the night, he bolts at you, ready to lock you back up in one of the motel rooms again
However, when you don't respond or reveal any emotion on your face, he immediately knows what's going on
He's surprised
He didn't know you'd be a sleepwalker
He decides to just lead you back to bed, knowing that waking you isn't the best idea
Sits you down the next morning and talks with you about it
When you seem very apologetic, he uses it to his advantage
Has you cuddle up with him even more than normal and stay by his side at all hours of the day
He still gives you some freedom
But he's always watching
He does take some precautions and ties your wrist up in the middle of the night
He has to, for your safety of course
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Billy Loomis
To be honest, you don't make it very far
Billy has an iron grip on you at all times, and he's a light sleeper
The moment you get up, he's awake, observing you carefully
Sometimes you have to pee in the middle of the night, but he still makes sure you aren't lying to him
His ability to trust is practically in the ground
The moment you turn the wrong way, he's up and chasing after you
Were you that dumb? You knew he watched you every time you got up from bed
He grabs your wrist quickly and points a knife at your throat as a threat
He can't bring himself to actually hurt you though, not that you knew that
Or did you?
Because you just stand there not even moving away from the blade
Billy becomes very confused
He takes his hand and begins to wake it in front of your face, looking for some sort of reaction
You don't give him one
Are you still... asleep?
He shakes you a bit until you finally look at him, confusion written all over your face
You're a sleepwalker, aren't you?
He just rolls his eyes annoyed and drags you back to bed, not explaining anything
Just another thing he needs to look out for now
You sometimes wake up to bruises on your hips and waist from how hard Billy holds you in the night, but he's just trying to protect you, right?
He doesn't mean to hurt you, he just refuses to lose another person in his life
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Stu Macher
Stu literally sleeps on you, so it's nearly impossible for you to leave the bed most nights
But if you somehow wiggle your way out, you wouldn't make it outside the house
The windows have been nailed so that they only open a small amount
When he finds you the next morning, curled up under a partially opened window, he just smiles
Call it naive, but he just assumes you were getting too warm in the bed
When you wake up in a confused state however, he becomes concerned
What do you mean you don't remember opening that window?
He honestly just becomes more worried that there's something wrong with your memory rather than you trying to leave him
He'll likely talk to Billy about it
He just hears laughter from the other end of the phone
"Sounds like they sleep walk," he'd say
Stu does a bunch of research on it later
He doesn't really mind though
All of the unsafe objects are already hidden away, and every possible exit is locked down
You aren't going anywhere
If anything, he finds it fun to wake up some mornings and look around for you
It's like a game, and Stu loves games
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Slashers with an S/O who gets lost easily
Request: No
A/N: As someone with no sense of direction….mood. As always critiques are appreciated! 
Brief Summary: Slashers with an S/O who gets lost easily
Mentions: Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, Pyramid Head, Billy/Stu, Legion, Jennifer Check
Tags: Fluff, Cursing
Song Rec: Sia - Cheap Thrills
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Thomas Hewitt:
This is exactly how you ended up in bum fuck Texas. You can’t tell me otherwise. 
 However, getting lost wasn’t the worst thing that could happen because you met the biggest sweetheart you've ever met, Thomas. 
Thomas, however, gets really stressed out about how easily you get lost. He’s very protective of the people he cares about and the first time you got lost he assumed you got kidnapped or were murdered. He wandered around the area all night to look for you. 
He was so relieved when he found you mostly uninjured and promptly escorted you back to the house. From that point on he would either walk with you if you ever needed to leave the house or if he couldn’t he’d ask his momma who was always happy to oblige. 
Hoyt makes fun of you for it but shuts up when Thomas or Luda Mae glare at him. Monty just thinks it's funny. 
Bubba Sawyer:
You could have sworn the turn off the freeway was supposed to take you to California and not…..wherever you were. 
Luckily there was a gas station and you were able to stop to try and ask for directions.
Drayton was nice about trying to give you directions but honestly, you couldn’t follow them at all.
Nubbins doesn’t get what's so hard about it but then again my dude practically lives on the road.
Bubba on the other hand thinks is kind of cute. You always get so flustered when he has to come to get you when you wander a little far from the house and get lost. 
He doesn’t mind though. Just another excuse to hold your hand. 
Michael Myers:
He was just as confused as you were when you emerged from the bushes claiming that your house was on the other side. When you realized it was the Myers’ house and not yours you felt so embarrassed. 
Feeling defeated you finally realized that Michael was standing there and not noticing who you were speaking to you tried to ask him for directions.
He just stared at you for an uncomfortable amount of time but then motioned for you to just follow him.
If Michael can figure out how to drive home from Smith’s Grove he could figure out where you live. Though, why he was helping you is a question that he can’t answer. Maybe he pitied you or thought it was cute. Who knows? Certainly not him. But since then he was usually the first one to find you when you got lost. It was almost like he was following you.
Jason Voorhees:
You caught Jason off guard when you suddenly knocked on the door of his cabin to ask for directions. He wasn’t going to answer the door at first but when he saw how scared and frustrated you looked he couldn’t help himself.
He also caught you off guard. You heard rumors of a possible bogeyman who murders campers but when he opened the door you were too distracted by his sexy broad chest. 
After attempting to get your brain to think you explain to him that you're lost and needed help getting back to the camp.
This confused him a bit. The camp was maybe half a mile away from his cabin in one direction. He tried to explain this the best he could using hand motions but the confused look on your face was more than enough to tell him that you weren’t getting it. 
He didn’t like going near the camp in broad daylight but he also knew if you stayed too long people would start to look for you. So, he sucked it up and escorted you as close to camp as he could. 
As you walked behind him you couldn’t help but wonder about his back muscles, or his arm muscles, or really any part of his body that may or may not be muscular.
Since then, just to get to see him, you would purposely get lost in the woods. He picked up on this pretty quickly and was rather flattered that you wanted to spend time with him. 
Brahms Heelshire:
Oh Lord, you got back way late from leaving the house and to say Brahms was upset is an understatement. He didn’t even want you to leave in the first place but Malcome was out of town and you needed groceries.
He understood the need for food but for you to be so late coming back was unacceptable. He was so scared that you left him and that thought was absolutely unbearable. 
It took a few hours of constant attention for him to calm down enough for you to explain that you have a poor sense of direction. That learning to drive on the left side of the road was very disorienting for you and didn’t help the situation at all. 
It felt like he ignored your explanation, or was just not accepting it. He just held you tightly and told you that you weren't allowed to leave the house anymore. That the two of you could figure something else out. 
Pyramid Head:
Silent Hill was a big place with lots of labyrinthian-like areas due to rubble, fences, or monsters. So, getting lost was understandable since it was very easy. Especially if you didn’t really know the place.
That's ok! Pyramid Head didn’t mind walking with you around town. In fact, he preferred it so that he could protect you from said monsters, or really anything that he considered to be dangerous.
However, there was one day that you left on your own in search of supplies. You figured you knew the area well enough but boy were you wrong.
About an hour of walking passes and you were sure you had passed the same bus stop bench at least 20 times now. 
After seeing it for the 21st time you decided to just sit on it with a sigh while you wished your monster man was here with you. 
As if on cue, the big man himself sits right next to you on the bench. Seeing him was a huge relief for you. You wrapped your arms around his and leaned in close; his cold skin feeling nice against the heat of your face.
Ghostface (Billy and Stu): 
When it happened the first time Stu and Billy didn’t give you any flack for getting lost. It happens to everyone at some point. Especially since you're new to the area. 
But when it happened a 4th time and in the same area. Stu couldn’t stop cracking jokes. 
He’d say “On the fifth, we get a free t-shirt” or “Every time we have to get you you owe me a kiss, take out, and/or 5 bucks”
 Billy thinks this is rather endearing. He likes being needed for something so simple and the smile on your face when you see him walk up makes him feel good.
He's a patient guy and he likes helping you out when he can. It's a nice change of pace.
Legion (Frank):
How’d you manage to get lost in the entity’s realm?
Cause like… there's only one real place to go for survivors outside of the trials and yet here you were…standing in front of Frank who definitely knew you were there and totally didn’t get scared when you popped up.
You explained to him that you got bored and decided to go for a walk but the fog around the area was really thick and made it difficult for you to see. 
“Uh huh ... .That's an acceptable answer,” his voice very obviously full of sarcasm as he crossed his arms over his chest. 
His attitude frustrated you and you attempted to leave. He stopped you and tried to apologize but it was half-assed. 
However, his face turned serious as he explained that it would be best if he led you back to the campfire. When you asked him why he continued on explaining that you were really lucky that it was him you ran into and not someone more dangerous who would have run you down without a second thought.
Ok, you had to admit, that was a pretty scary thought. So, you just let the man escort you back but on the way, you talked and found that you hit it off really well. Maybe you should get lost more often. 
Jennifer Check:
You never really knew how but Jennifer was always able to find you when you got lost. She’d call herself a bitch but it was like she had your scent and could track you. 
It bothered you a bit at first but you quickly got used to it since you got lost fairly often. It's not your fault that walking to music causes your mind to wander to the point where you’re no longer on this plane of existence. Who else is going to enjoy the music videos that your fake scenarios make up?
Jennifer would scold you when she found you and then pull you into a tight hug. She liked keeping you close and safe from people who could snatch you away. Her chest would get tight when it took longer than normal to find you. 
You’d always apologize to her in kisses, cuddles, and take-out. In fact, she demanded it as payment for making her worry so much. 
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Hii i was wondering if you could do the slashers with an s/o who likes being carried around everywhere (Brahms Bo and any others of your chosing)
slashers with an s/o who likes being carried around everywhere
mentioned: brahms heelshire, bo sinclair, thomas hewitt, stu macher, michael myers, tiny firefly
warnings: mentions of murder
a/n: thank you so much for the request, this was so fun to write!
also, i had to put tiny in here because i just love him so much :((
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brahms heelshire
the one thing brahms yearns for in his life is closeness, somebody who will never leave him
so when you express that you like to be carried around he can't really believe his luck
he loves being close to you and this is just another opportunity for just that
he'll probably carry you one of two ways; he'll either carry you in his arms bridal style, or he'll carry you chest to chest (i don't really know how to actually describe it)
he hates being alone so he loves being able to have you with him most of the time
he won't carry you around all the time though because he still has his own things to do
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bo sinclair
he hates it...or at least, he claims he does
bo usually spends his days alone, either working in the gas station or playing his part to lure unsuspecting victims into the town
he never really has much going on, and if he's being honest, it gets lonely
his brother vincent rarely comes out from his workshop and lester rarely has much to do with the town itself so he's left to his own devices most days, with nothing but his own mind to slowly drive him crazy
the second he discovers you like being carried everywhere, he takes a lot of enjoyment in doing exactly that
he doesn't really carry you properly, he kind of just drags you
it's somewhat like a half-assed piggy back
and although he'll spend the majority of the time grunting and groaning about it, cussing you out under his breath, he actually really loves finally having somebody so close to him
it certainly makes his days less lonely
whilst he's very uncaring though about how he carries you, if you're ill or you're injured, he'll make sure to be real careful with you
day to day though he really couldn't give a shit about being careful but he'll never admit to how much he loves carrying you
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thomas hewitt
thomas doesn't like being away from you much, so being able to carry you around is just a bonus for him
he takes every opportunity to pick you up and carry you places, even if you haven't asked
sometimes he'll pick you up bridal style and sometimes he'll simply sling you over his shoulder because it's easier
his family get on at him for doing it so much because you need to pull your weight and such and he's just letting you laze around but he doesn't listen to them
he continues to carry you around because he really just loves having you with him all the time
he hopes you never stop enjoying being carried everywhere because he loves it
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stu macher
he loves carrying you around
he's always offering to give you piggy backs
sometimes he'll take you by surprise and throw you over his shoulder and carry you like that
either way, he finds it fun to carry you around everywhere
he has requested a piggy back or two in the past though, which ultimately ended with you almost collapsing beneath him
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michael myers
he doesn't really care either way, but there's no way he'll put any effort into carrying you. you either hang off the back of his shoulders or nothing
michael's pretty strong so having you on his back wouldn't really affect his day to day activities
stalking his sister? no problem. you're not even there
murdering someone who happened to get in his way? he barely even notices you
simply walking down the street, having you on his back makes no difference as he simply couldn't care less
he does secretly enjoy having you with him though as he gets lonely sometimes
you're like a little companion he can just take with him wherever he goes
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tiny firefly
tiny likes to be helpful so he definitely doesn't mind carrying you around
he's used to anyone outside of his family shying away from him because of his appearance, so when he learns that you want him to carry you around places, he practically jumps at the chance
he loves that you're not afraid of him like most people and is honestly happy to help you out in this way
he enjoys having the company and he also enjoys being able to be close to you, so this is really a win win situation for you both
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illusioninfnty · 6 months
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day 13 ; mommy kink
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↠ brahms heelshire x reader
fandom: the boy word count: 1k warnings: nsfw 18+, dom!reader, unprotected sex, creampie, slight choking (m receiving)
kinktober m.list || read on ao3
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Nighttime in the Heelshire mansion was always your favorite. Brahms still preferred the comfort of his spaces within the walls during the days. He only came out when the sun went down, the only light source being the glimmer of the moon.
At night, you could do whatever you wanted to him.
Your hips bounce up and down on top of Brahms, his cock filling you so perfectly. You’re able to move yourself so that the tip of it hits you in just the right spot, causing you to see stars.
“So good for me,” you croon. Brahms’ hands tighten around your hips at your words. His muscles tense as you continue to ride him and his cock throbs inside of you.
Brahms was still mostly clothed, his pants unbuttoned and underwear pulled down to unsheath his cock. His wife beater was doused in his sweat, sticking to his chest.
And that damn mask. No matter what you did, you could never convince him to take it off.
Even now, as he lay trembling underneath you, his soft moans echoed out of the porcelain mask that covered his face. 
You lean over him and ghost your hands over his neck. Brahms cranes his head up, pressing deeper into the bedsheets, almost as if inviting you closer. You let one hand rest on his neck, thumb caressing it gently while your other trails down his chest, finding its way under his top to stroke his stomach. 
Gyrating your hips on his cock, you moan. “Touch my clit, Brahms.”
He obeys immediately, removing a hand off your hip to bring it to your clit. He rubs the area harshly, yet just enough to still make you feel good. He’s been learning, you think.
You smirk at his complacency. “Good boy.” 
A soft gasp, almost inaudible, escapes his lips. If you were anyone else you probably would have not heard it. But you were used to Brahms’ quiet nature and always paying attention to him.
The effect those words had on him were more than you expected. His hips, previously still and under your full control, begin to buck up into you. Through the mask, you can see his eyes widen and pupils dilate. His breathing is even heavier than before, and the hand placed upon his neck can feel as he swallows hard.
“P…please…” he stutters out in a whisper. “Mommy.”
Your ears perk up. Mommy? He’s never called you that before.
“Speak up,” you command. You tighten around him, and he gasps in surprise.
“Mommy!” He whines out, his hips bucking more furiously into you. He thrusts into you harder than he’s ever done. You’ve always been the one to take initiative and control the pace as you sit on top of him.
But it seems as though he’s fueled by this, as if you’ve just discovered an innate pleasure deep inside of him. You can’t help but groan at how much his cock presses into you with the newfound force of his thrusts. Your hands grip him tighter.
If he was going to get so much pleasure out of calling you Mommy, who were you to deny him that?
“You’re doing so well, baby,” you say. Brahms pants from under his mask, and his cock seems to grow bigger—if that was even possible. It feels so good inside you.
If his mask was off, you knew that you would be able to see a blush across his features. “Thank you Mommy,” he whimpers out.
Some of his dark curls begin to stick to the top of his mask from all the sweat coming out of him. You push some of them away, getting a better look. Brahms looks up at you as if you’ve hung the stars in the sky. All this from your indulgence in his fantasies.
You bounce up and down on his thick cock, much harder than before.
“Mommy!” Brahms calls out. His chest heaves and his cock pulses as he rapidly thrusts up, chasing his release. “Feels so good, Mommy!”
“Does my good boy want to cum?” you coo, mocking him gently. Brahms’ head nods rapidly, soft whines leaving his lips. “Mommy will only let you cum if you help her first.”
He immediately follows your commands. He rubs circles on your clit and holds your hip with his other hand to ground himself as he pistons into you. The bed creaks under the intensity of his thrusts.
Your own back is arched, chasing more of the fullness you feel with Brahms inside you. You tighten your hands around Brahms, returning one to his neck while the other remains on his lower stomach, and he groans lowly.
“There you go, baby. Make Mommy cum.” You can feel how close you are to your peak. Between Brahms' cock pistoning in and out of you, his soft whimpers coming from below, and the thick fingers he has rubbing against your clit, it’s only a matter of seconds before you reach it.
“Oh fuck,” you moan and throw your head back, the multiple areas of pleasure overwhelming you. Your orgasm comes not even seconds later, your pussy even slicker than before with the wetness of it.
When you recover from it, you can see how Brahms' arms tremble, a sign he was fighting back the urge to cum at that very moment.
You smile down at him. “Mommy’ll let you cum now,” you say.
Brahms lets out a sigh of relief. “Thank you Mommy, thank you,” he repeats over and over as his cum jets out of him and into your pussy. You feel the heat enter you in groves and some of it spill out onto the sides of his cock, wetting it even more as his thrusts persist.
The hand on his neck moves up to his cheek, caressing the area not concealed by the mask.
Brahms’ thrusts finally stop as he comes down from his peak, short gasps escaping his mouth. You lean down over him.
“Mommy’s so proud of you, baby,” you whisper into his ear.
Brahms whimpers in response, and his cock pulses back to life.
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akiseochi · 6 months
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DAY SIX • WHOLESOME SEX (ft. brahms heelshire)
tw: gn!reader, sucky characterisation probably cause I was on my phone while watching the movies, belly bulge, inexperienced Brahms, technically you’re on top of him idk, no protection :(
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“Brahms, hun…” you sighed, tapping his shoulder for the nth time that hour. “You’ve got to let me get up.”
It’d been like this for a while. He asked you to lay with him for ten minutes and didn’t let you go for an hour, almost two. This wouldn’t be much of a problem if you weren’t busy, but as his… well, nanny, as he called you, you had to make him dinner, else you’d both starve to death.
Maybe not to death.
But you still needed to eat!
“Five more minutes?” He begged, his faux voice soft in your ear. “Please?”
“It’s been almost two hours, baby,” you stroked his hair gently, “what’s up with you today? Is something wrong?”
He let out a breath, nuzzling into your chest comfortably. “Nothing.”
“Are you sure? You don’t get like this often,” you noted, looking down at him with concern. “Don’t lie to me, Brahms.”
He didn’t reply for a moment, shifting a little in your arms, until you felt it. The thick, hard piece of flesh pressing against your thigh from underneath his pants.
“Oh.”
You found yourself speechless for a moment, contemplating on what to do with him now. On one hand, you had no problem helping him, on the other, you knew he enjoyed solving things on his own, at his own pace.
“Do you need help with it, love?”
Surprisingly, he was quick to agree, nodding almost eagerly after a short pause to process. He seemed to get excited at the idea of more than just a good night kiss for once.
He didn’t flinch like he did before, when you were both still getting used to each other, now happily receiving your slow, deliberate touches along his lower body. He was still nervous, as always, but didn’t hesitate so much, even going as far as pressing himself to you or guiding your hand to where he wanted you.
Actually, once you started to stroke him with the intention of getting him off, he stopped you.
“No,” he breathed out heavily, “want you,” he insisted stubbornly.
You froze in place, eyes flicking up to him. “Are you sure, Brahms? You don’t have to push—”
“Yes,” he reached for your thighs, “please?”
Well how could you refuse now?
“Sit up then, let me show you,” you instructed, gently untangling yourself from him to straddle his lap properly.
After a bit of preparation, you were able to warm yourself up enough to stretch yourself over the head of his cock. Despite trying to stay calm for him, you couldn’t help but let out a soft groan, burying your face in his neck.
“You okay?” You checked up on him through clenched teeth. “God, love, you’re big…”
He nodded, inhaling deeply. “Y—yes. Feels good.”
“I’m gonna…” you exhaled, feeling him sink further into you. “I’m gonna start to move, alright?”
With his confirmation, you lowered yourself on him completely. You could swear you saw a bulge in your abdomen as you did, but you didn’t have much time to stare as his hips began to twitch, moving almost automatically to meet yours.
You could feel his hot breath on your throat, teeth latching onto the delicate skin as he pumped in and out erratically, muttering jumbled compliments under his breath.
Your skin felt like it was burning under his touch, and you couldn’t help but curse to yourself as you moved with him, lifting off and coming back down in the same, irregular movements.
“Are you close, love?” You mumbled hazily, looking down at him through your fluttering lashes.
He whimpered in response, nodding quickly as he pistoned in and out of you even faster, desperate.
“Fuck, Brahms, wait—”
You cried out as you felt your muscles tense, pleasure rippling through your body in thrumming waves. He didn’t stop though, not until he came undone as well, mewls of ‘I love you’ falling past his lips until he was gasping for breath and there was a warmth spreading inside your tummy.
With one last exhale, he deflated against you, hiding his face in your chest, scruffy beard tickling your collar.
“Thank you. I love you, (#).”
“Love you too, Brahms.”
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rabbitblackx · 10 months
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Michael and Brahms with a shy s/o that they always catch staring and it's because now that the s/o saw their faces, they can't get his pretty face out of their head
Michael and Brahms with a Shy!Reader that’s always caught staring
Michael Myers💖
It took a long time for Michael to finally show you his face. But, god… it was so worth it. You couldn’t get his handsome face out of your head. Just the mere thought made you blush bright red!
When sitting at home with Michael, he always caught you staring. It was so embarrassing for you, especially since it always happened. He glared back at you from behind his mask, silently demanding to know why you were staring
“I’m sorry, Michael!” You stammered bashfully, covering your red face. “I just… you’re just so pretty under that mask. I wish…” your voice suddenly grew small, and you turned your head away shyly. “I wish I could see it more.” You squeaked
After a few painfully quiet moments, you jumped when you felt Michael’s calloused hand grab your chin, forcing you to look at him. Your glassy eyes widened in awe, as his unmasked face stared back at you. You practically crumbled apart under his piercing glare, as he asked you a question, using only his black eyes
Do you love me?
Michael’s hand gently slid down your jawline, resting comfortably around your throat. “Yes…” you whimpered barely above a whisper
I love you too.
Michael’s grip on your neck tightened, and his lips slammed onto yours
Brahms Heelshire💖
Brahms was always a little embarrassed when he caught you staring. Which was ironic, since you were much more shy. It was happening more and more often, where you would steal glances his way when he wasn’t looking
“Why are you staring at me, pretty?” Brahms finally asked in his deep, raspy voice
Your face blushed a bright red, and you looked away shyly. “Because, um… I think you’re really cute. Especially without your mask. You’re so…” you shifted uncomfortably in your spot on the couch. “You’re so… handsome…” you giggled nervously
A blush was quickly creeping across Brahms’ own face behind his mask. His heart pounded against his chest, and he felt butterflies in his stomach. He huffed as his breath grew quicker and heavier, tugging off his mask with haste
“Really?” Brahms asked hopefully, leaning in close
You couldn’t bring yourself to shy away from his advances, staring in awe at his beautifully scarred features. “Yeah…” you nodded
Brahms didn’t care if he made you nervous or bashful, he grabbed your sides and thrusted you forward. “Tell me that again… tell me that again and kiss me.” He groaned
You trembled in his grasp, secretly loving every little bit of it. “You’re handsome.” You moaned, cupping his burned face and ghosting your lips over his. “And I love you.” You added, before kissing him deeply
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cherubfae · 1 month
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jealous slashers~!✧
With Michael, Brahms, Jason, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Thomas Sawyer, Sal Fisher, & Patrick Bateman
tags: gn!reader, jealousy, creepy men, unwanted attention/touching, uggestive and mature themes, gore/blood, violence, canon typical behavior, billy x reader x stu poly, rob zombie!mikey, I know Sal isn't exactly a slasher but he's my baby and needs to be included
Alexa, play Love to Die by the Slashstreet Boys
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Michael
Rest in Peace to the poor, stupid man who thought it'd be a good idea to mess with the Shape's partner, and Michael had witnessed it all. How this man shoves you into an empty alleyway, the clatter of your groceries falling. The guy doesn't get much more than a few bruises and claw marks when Michael's knife slices through the back of the man's throat, protruding from the other end in a splash of blood. The Shape watches you wipe your bloody face off, not doing much but picking up three of your four fallen bags and tugging you into his side.
Brahms
Absolutely not. Brahms is fuckin' seething from his safe space sheltered behind the walls. Heavy breathing muffled by the porcelain mask, he watches with wild eyes as some idiot decides to break into the mansion whilst you were sleeping, and proceeds to hold you at knifepoint, effectively pinning you to the bed in what little nightclothes you wore. The unwanted guest and you are certainly going to know when Brahms is upset. There's banging on the walls coming from every direction that leaves the would-be burglar panicked and you slightly more comfortable.
"You're not allowed to be here," comes the eerily childlike voice Brahms has perfected. He crawls his way out from behind the large antique mirror. "I'll make sure you never come near them again." With a sudden slam, Brahms downs the intruder with a lead pipe repeatedly bashing the object until all that remains was brain matter and gooey blood. He drops the pipe with a huff and collects you into his arms, the cool porcelain biting onto the heat of your chest.
Jason
As the protector of the surrounding forest, Jason is always watching. He's omnipotent, he sees all. He seems to know where people are at all times and he can sense when you're in distress. Your shared cabin door left ajar sends his blood boiling and his heavy footfall increasing as he approaches your home. Barging in, Jason's pale eyes lock onto you and your assailant holding you by the throat. His thunderous steps are quick, slicing through the man with his machete and proceeds to lift him up while still pierced with the blade. The man gurgles, arms weakly reaching behind him in attempts to claw at Jason. All attempts were futile. He tossed the body to the side before he gently frets over you, his large hands soothing the fingerprints tarnishing your throat.
Billy & Stu
Rather snake-like the two will wrap themselves around you (they adore your personal space) and stare down whoever else demands your attention. Billy's arm hooks around your waist and Stu wraps himself around your shoulder, tilting your chin up with a single finger. "Is this guy bothering you, baby?" Looking like a shark that's tasted blood in the water, Billy's eyes grow more wild. He's already making a mental note of who and where this guy lives. The guy raised his hands in defense backing down the more the two stared at him, walking off completely.
"We're gonna take care of him, doll," Billy promises, kissing your cheek. Stu cackles lightly, tongue sticking out. They would strike tonight.
Vincent
There's no one Vincent trusts more to watch over you when he can't than his own two brothers. He had his hands full, turning Dalton and Wade into wax people. Nick and Carly were proving to be hard to get a hold of and there was still another tourist that needed to be taken care of.
But then Bo is telling him that the person escaped and he doesn't know where you were. His two worst fears confirmed. Vincent is soon on a wild hunt, trying to find you anywhere with Bo hot on his heels. He soon locates you, passed out with a bit of blood on your head. Your eyes slowly open as he touches your cheek, catching you as you wobble into his warm embrace. He shares a look with Bo who nods.
"I've got you, brother. Keep them here with ya. Wait til I'm back, ya hear?"
Bo
Out in public, he's all cordial and kind smiles. Especially if this is an intended victim. Some random person putting the moves on his partner is a huge no-no and one Bo doesn't take lightly. That person just warranted themselves a for sure death sentence and Bo isn't feeling too kind, so perhaps he'll drag things out, yeah? Touch what's his and you got what's comin' to ya.
"Can I see, baby? That bastard leave any marks on ya?" Bo strokes your shoulders, blue eyes drifting over your frame like water. He has every intention of marking every place that person touched, no matter if you tell Bo the guy only grabbed your arm. Once he has his mind set on something, he's gonna do it.
Lester
Unlike his older twin brothers, Lester is actually pretty chill. Especially in comparison to Bo. He doesn't think much of the people he's helping get into Ambrose knowing full well it's their final destination and Vincent and Bo will take care of things as they always have. What he doesn't like is some dude making a pass at you right in front of him. Can't he see the engagement ring on your finger? It leaves a sour taste in his mouth, watching with narrowed eyes as the small group heads towards the mechanic shop in search of a fan belt.
A familiar hand on his arm calms him down instantly. He turns to you and musters a weak smile as your hands slide around his torso from behind, leaning your cheek on his shoulder. "Y'alright?" Lester nods too quickly and unconvincingly, giving you a quick kiss. "Yeah, darl', always."
Thomas
Your partner is not unlike a bear, watching with wild eyes as one of Hoyt's new catches clasps onto you, their nails digging into your arms, and pinning you to the barbed fence. The cry of pain you let out has Tommy barreling towards you, chainsaw revving to life. A deep snarl echoes behind his mask and he wastes no time cutting down the poor soul with a single swipe of his motorized saw. Tommy turns it off and picks you up in his large arms as gently as he can. With his masked cheek leaning against yours, he carries you back towards the house. Mama Luda Mae will take a good look at you.
Sal Fisher
Honestly Sal isn't one to get jealous. He's pretty level-headed and understanding in most situations. He respects your choices and he's not gonna step on any toes or do anything drastic; Sal isn't a monster. However, if he sees some guy make a creepy pass at you and clearly overstep your boundaries, he won't hesitate to swoop in, looping his arm around your shoulders. His sharp blue eyes staring at the man from behind his prosthetic mask.
"Do we have a problem here?" His voice is cold, lacking any interest in what excuse the man finds. Sal's main focus will be on you, rubbing gentle, soothing circles into your skin. His main priority is to get you away from this sicko and would totally call in reinforcements from his brother Larry if need be.
Patrick
A jealous Patrick Bateman isn't a good scenario for anyone. Especially not with his deteriorating mental state. He trusts you explicitly, with his thoughts, ideas, and recreational hobbies that most would find distasteful. So when a colleague of his gets too big for his britches and unabashedly begins to flirt with you in his presence, Patrick finds it difficult to keep his boiling bloodlust at bay. The heat of his anger is getting to his head, the fierce emotions only swelling well it's clear how uncomfortable you look in that man's company. He must see to put an end to him quickly.
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"Are you alright, my darling? That man surely didn't know his place, did he?" Patrick places a hand at your back, guiding you out of the office party. "Let's get you home and into a nice hot bath, hmm? I'd rather not taste that swine on your lovely skin."
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gandalfspinkwig · 1 year
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HOW SLASHERS WOULD REACT TO WALKING IN ON YOU CHANGING (IF Y'ALL WERE FRIENDLY. SOMEHOW.)
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SUMMARY: Reactions from certain slashers if they walked in you whilst you were changing. If you're friendly. Somehow.
PAIRINGS: Various!Slashers x AFAB!Reader
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Includes OG!Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Otis B. Driftwood, Norman Bates, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Brown Hewitt, Billy Lenz, Carrie White, Tiffany Valentine, Chucky, Freddy Krueger, Nubbins Sawyer, Chop Top Sawyer, Lester Sinclair and RZ!Michael Myers.
WARNINGS: Nudity, Mummy and Daddy Kink, Some of the slashers being pervs (*cough cough* Freddy *cough cough*), Fembodied!Reader, Reader is a teenager in Carrie's part otherwise they are an adult in the others etc.
OG!MICHAEL MYERS
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Stands there.
Looks you up and down.
Nods and then leaves.
JASON VOORHEES
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This precious, sweet little baby
Stands there. Flustered under his mask.
Turns and leaves. Bless his heart.
BRAHMS HEELSHIRE
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Stares. He's typically obsessed with his S/O.
Tiddies.
Probably would call you "mummy".
I mean, he's seen you in the walls.
Wall gremlin.
Would hug you and bury his face in your tits.
House train him y'all.
BILLY LOOMIS + STU MACHER
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Billy looks you up and down and smirks teasingly.
Stu, on the other hand, walks in and then walks out.
If it's both of the boys, they both grin.
BO SINCLAIR
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Stares. Smirks teasingly.
Leans against the doorframe and watches you.
"Don't mind me, darlin'" is all he says.
VINCENT SINCLAIR
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Stares.
Stands neutrally and just stares.
He's baby.
OTIS B. DRIFTWOOD
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It's definitely no accident that Otis walks in on you.
If it is an accident, he just walks past you and does whatever he's doing in your shared room.
He looks you up and down and says "Nice tits,".
NORMAN BATES
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Confused. He's so precious and innocent about it.
His 'Mother' personality is screaming at him to get out.
Leaves and apologises profusely.
BUBBA SAWYER
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Makes confused Bubba noises.
Drayton didn't teach him about a situation like this.
Throws you his apron to cover you up with, whilst covering his eyes.
THOMAS BROWN HEWITT
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This beautiful gentleman.
Would stare for a few moments before averting his eyes.
He closes the door so Hoyt doesn't see you.
BILLY LENZ
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This attic goblin.
Has probably seen you naked when he's watched you.
Would probably lick his lips.
Stares. 100000% stares.
CARRIE WHITE
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It's a complete accident. This sweet girl.
You're probably her only friend ngl
Covers her eyes and runs out, closing the door behind her.
TIFFANY VALENTINE + CHUCKY
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Tiffany is probably super polite about it. She just stands and talks to you as you change. She gives input on your outfit.
Chucky, on the other hand, looks you up and down, smirking. Probably makes some lewd comment.
Tiffany hits Chucky on the back of the head for that.
FREDDY KRUEGER
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Somehow, he manages to get out of your dreams into the real world.
He looks you up and down, making some lewd comment, and flirts with you.
Leaves after you throw your slipper at him.
NUBBINS SAWYER
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HE'S ALIVE IN THIS Y'ALL.
Grabs his camera and takes a picture of you.
Keeps it in his little fur pouch thing he has in the gif.
CHOP TOP SAWYER
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He just wanted to show you a new album that he definitely didn't steal.
Stares, waving the record in his hand. Looks you up and down.
He just walks in and continues talking about the album.
LESTER SINCLAIR
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Accidentally walks in and profusely apologises and runs out.
He accidentally runs into the door, knocking his hat off his head.
Apologises a million times, closing the door behind him.
RZ!MICHAEL MYERS
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Unlike OG!Michael, RZ!Michael takes time to look at you up and down, examining your body.
Hugs you. For some reason.
Pokes your breasts. Tilts his head.
Leaves.
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whiskehorange · 1 year
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How the Slashers Would Treat Your Stuffed Animals
literally pissing and crying writing this right neow.
Also, Happy New Years Loves! I wish everyone and myself a better 2023, I couldn't ask for better supporters ♥♥
Michael
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Stabs them repeatedly when youre not home until theyre nothing but a shredded mess like an untrained dog and when you confront him he denies it like you've accused him of murder.
Wait-
Jason
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Kisses each one on the forehead goodnight like he's going to be deployed in the morning. Comes home the next day with glass display cases for you to put your favorites/ most valuable in. Even buys them personalized stickers and trinkets to but in and on their box like he's assigned them their own personalities.
Freddy
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Punches each and every one of them in the face as hard as he can like they all own him a grand each right in front of you, laughing until he violently shit himself while you scream at him to leave them alone.
Bubba
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Gives each one their own day to help/follow him around the farm (carrying them around in one arm or aggressively stuffing them down his pants when he needs to use both hands) while actively getting them dirty with blood, dirt, and shit or tearing them in the process of being so unintentionally violent.
Thomas
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Gives them dirty looks when they touch his stuff but actively grows very fond of them and shares all of the family drama and tea with them when they are alone. The dirty looks shift to you when you walk in on a heated tea spill session.
Brahms
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Steals them from you.
Humps them.
Cries and denies taking them if you find them before he's able to "sneakily" put them back where he got them.
Billy
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Refuses to acknowledge them and absolutely refuses to touch them, but buys you more and more whenever he's out by himself. When you leave the room he apologizes for ignoring them all day and adds the new friend to your collection. Has to turn them away when the two of you do the dirty.
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Gives them all government first, middle, and last names and doesn't forget them either. Also constantly buy you new ones whenever he sees them and issues them names, social security numbers, and jobs before he even gives them to you. Makes them beef with each other.
Norman
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Dresses up and has tea parties with them. When your not home. Writes and prints hand made name tags, name plates, bibs, and beautifully crafted invitations with their own messages for all of them. Spends hours making real treats for said parties.
Hannibal
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Quietly passive aggressively threatens each of them that if hey even think about getting closer to you that he'll destuff them and use their skin as pillow covers, and will do so in front of the others. Insists that he loves them when you ask, shooting them dirty looks after you've turned around.
Bo
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Crop-dusts them if you keep them waist level and will even grab them and purposely rip the fattest, wettest, most gut wrenching, stomach rumbling, room clearing, radioactive, leg lifting fart you've ever heard right in their face and throw it at you, flipping you off as he walks away.
Vincent
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Makes them all their own little wax sculpture the same color as their fur and keeps them on a shelf above where you keep yours. Still doesn't have the heart to tell you that he stole one from you once to sculpt and accidentally dropped it in a vat of wax and had to dump the whole basin because it was ruined. Claims you must have just misplaced it.
Lester
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Makes you homemade, roadkill fur stuffed abominations that smell like the wettest of shit and will set them right next to yours on your bed/shelf. Can never remember the names of your stuffed ones and called them something not even close to what they are, thinking he's 100% right. Pets them unconsciously if he's standing next to them and just mindlessly talking.
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phntmeii · 7 months
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Slashers x Naïve!Sunshine!SO
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Absolutely must protect SO at all costs. Keeps their SO away from their work so they stay innocent.
Jason Voorhees, Lester Sinclair, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair
Completely infatuated with their SO. Their work centers around their SO, specifically against love interests or harmful people.
Billy Loomis, Brahms Heelshire, PostMichael!Corey Cunningham, Jennifer Check, Stu Macher
Doesn’t care to keep them away from their work. Takes their trusting personality as an opportunity to manipulate them as an alibi/helper.
Billy Lenz, Bo Sinclair, Freddy Krueger, Hannibal Lecter, Michael Myers, Patrick Bateman
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