#kruger x reader

[konigsmissedbeltloop]

slasher: stabs me my ass:

[konigsblog]

has no one thought about Konig x Reader x Kurguer? i mean imagine getting kidnapped by TWO austrian hotties with masks?! like please put me in your basement and play with me silly!!!

anon, i have a lot of posts about könig & krueger being kidnappers that i think you'd love... (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

and god, thinking about the punishments kidnapper-krueger forces könig to do. :(

cw: punishments, non-con, yandere, kidnapping. female anatomy, afab!gn!reader.

dead dove: do not eat. your media consumption is your own responsibility.

kidnapper-krueger will force and convince könig to become inhumane and brutal with you. he'll convince könig that he's too gentle, that you're misbehaving because you think you can get away with it, scot-free. he wants to put something in that dumb, little head of yours, make you squeal and wail for forgiveness.

your wrists are held together forcefully and tied with rope in the basement, feeling uneasy and tense from all the bad and horrifying memories down in the chamber; the cold, metal bars you'd grip everyday in the hopes you'd be freed by some miracle, and the blood stains on the concrete, dirty floor, reminding you of your worst days.

könig sinks his dick further down your slicken mouth, watching you cry, sob and weep, choking on his painfully large cock. könig rolls his hips against your face, pushing deeper while you whine and squirm pathetically on your knees, eyes glistening with your tears. all while krueger forces your head further during back shots, your asshole stuffed with a plug, holding his thick load as he uses your sweet, sweet pussy... the clenching and pulsating and the way you squeal, könig's guilt and shame evident on his stupid face. :(

“don’t cry, my little lamb...-it’ll be over soon enough.” he cooes, coddling you for being so scared and teary-eyed, petrified of könig - the man you'd cling to. each thrust leaves you body aching and quivering, feeling frail and weak as they harm and inflict torture apon poor you, choking on his dick, with könig pinching your nose and restricting your breathing, helpless and shaken up.

krueger's lengthy, veiny dick rubs against your cervix as he releases and shoots his last load into you, slapping your face as you drool könig's cum, your pussy leaking and your asshole achingly full... hearing your breathing struggles, chest rising and falling before you're given access and allowed to catch your breath.

könig sneaks down into the basement to visit and coddle you, laying beside you on the cold ground while you scowl at him and scramble away, crying and hyperventilating as he holds you, hearing him apologise through tender kisses to your bruised skin.

könig can't understand why he ever listened to that bastard... now, he has to care and clean your wounds, wincing at the sight of the bruises he caused. ;(

[iluvyvonne]

me..? Oh nothing.. just thinking about a fluffy dutch/german farmer x earthyblack!reader headcanons(?). 18+, mdni

• Mr. teddy bear who would get his beautiful wife anything she yearned for. Doesn't matter if it's new crystals, new clothes, even another cattle if she asked.

• Mr. teddy bear who loves his farm animals almost as much as his gorgeous Gattin.

• Mr. teddy bear who would break an arm and a leg just to please his delicious woman, cumming in his overalls as he thunk about it whilst gathering the goats.

• Mr. Teddy bear who... shii.. just mr teddy bear 😭.

• Mr. Teddy bear who approached first, offering a warm scented perfume to her, whom he thought smelled awfully like cocoa butter and incense.

• Mr. Teddy bear who would lasso the planets if !reader asked.

• Mr. Teddy bear welcoming !reader home as he finished cooking up a warm meal, awaiting her arrival.

• Mr. Teddy bear who enjoys pleasuring his woman more than himself, grinding against the cool colored sheets of their shared bed as she cradled the back of his head, arching as she brought him closer.

• Mr. teddy bear who tries his best to do everything that his precious vrouw brings up. You mentioned something about your craving for chocolate covered strawberries whilst menstruating, and when you were gone out to feed the pigs n' chickens, picking up their eggs, he had searched and searched for instructions or even a recipe to make the chocolate covered fruit for you quickly.

• Mr. Teddy bear who was surprised he'd be your first, hearing you whimper and moan under him was a surprise aswell! I guess he didn't know you'd adjust as fast as you two started.

• Mr. Teddy bear who tried the best to take care of everything around him. Feeding the animals, taking care of you inside of the bedroom and out..

Dictionary: "Gattin"

German for mate [noun] a husband or wife (preferably wife here).

"vrouw"

Dutch for a woman; wife; or lady.

honestly, imagine who you want. If you do just ignore the description of "Mr teddy bear" at the top 😭 (hes just my personal description of my OC). Tell me if you guys would want more if you see this!!! luv yuuuuu so muches!! 💋 (Give ideas or I'll bite you).

[phntmeii]

✰ Slashers x Shy!SO

A/N: Going to be doing some of these between actual lengthy headcanon posts :) Side note—Michael and Vincent’s “first move” is just kidnapping you and hoping for the best.

Doesn’t know what to do because they’re also shy. Will not be the ones to make the first move.

PreMichael!Corey Cunningham, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair

“Aww. That’s okay. We’ll go at your speed then :)” Secretly screaming because they want to show as much affection as possible.

Billy Loomis, PostMichael!Corey Cunningham, Lester Sinclair

Absolutely takes advantage to purposefully make them shy. Doesn’t understand the definition of boundaries.

Billy Lenz, Bo Sinclair, Brahms Heelshire, Freddy Krueger, Jennifer Check, Stu Macher

[l0sercat]

How would the killers react if the survivor!reader was a huge fan of their movies/films before they got taken in the fog (mostly aimed to Ghostface, Micheal Myers, Freddy Krueger, Pyramid head

Y/n just like me fr

Killers react to you being a huge fan

Ghostface

Awww a little fan, hm? How adorable. Of course you can take photos with him! He eats the attention up and is constantly with you 24/7

Let let's you bathe him in compliments and praise. While he asks questions of what he is like in these movies.

Depending on how you play it he might let you have a little one on one time with him;)

Pyramid Head

Unbothered King. Totally doesn't give a shit. I do not believe that the canon version of him would care but, if we are taking about the fanon version then his heart may skip a beat and he would be flattered

There truly isn't much to say for him :/

Freddy Krueger

He smirks and flirts with you to get a reaction. Loves to get you flustered.

He will never kill his #1 fan unless you askbeg nicely. He will always pop up at the survivor camp. He can't get passed the border, but will call you over. He wants you to praise him again;)

Micheal Myers

Que head tilt

Your interesting. He doesn't feel the urge to stab you at that moment. Yes he wants to drive his knife into your shoulder and watch the life bleed from your eyes. But he can spare a moment to listen and hear your little rant.

After your done he will choke the life out of you and then stalk you inside maps and at the survivor camp

[herecomethatboi]

Dbd killers x gn!reader pt. 3

Part 3 of mc getting slammed against the wall lol

Guys I need more, feel free to send me any kind of request (nsfw abc, sfw abc, more parts for this silly series etc)you have and i'll gladly write them all :D (when my final exams are finally over hahaha)

Also, I was drunk when I wrote this and I trust drunk-me with writing. He's better at writing than sober-me, so here's an unedited "masterpiece"!

ENJOYYYY 🩷🩷

The Mastermind:

At the start of the match you saw the gray metal box right next to you and knew exactly who you were up against.

You weren't thrilled at all, Wesker or "Mastermind" -as the Entity called him- was such a try hard with his skillful dashes, that you sometimes questioned if he actually was just doing it since "it's better strategy" and not for the fact he enjoys doing stunts like that.

You sighed as you rummaged around the other normal chest you found -since you forgot to equip an item- and found a flashlight, which was perfect.

Then, you heard his little chuckle Wesker does, before he dashes and was swept up immedietly and thrown quite far away.

You groaned at the impact, but got up and ran, the killer close on your tail.

Just in time, you found a pallet and smacked it on top of his head, flashed the flashlight into his face -which usually angers him a lot- and then ran more.

This back and forth between you two continued, and three gens already popped, which you were glad about.

But, alas, your confidence came back to bite you in the ass.

Wesker caught you again, slammed you against the shack, and just kept you there, while he grinned.

"Caught you now." The killer was so so close, your lips almost touched.

He was amused in his own twisted way. An ordinary human made him run so much, but in the end, was caught easily.

"Gonna hook me now?" You squeked out, your throat was held tight with the uwuburos, making breathing difficult.

Awh, you're adorable. A little mouse, if you will. Wesker knew the Entity's rules, but eventually, he will have his fun with you.

Another gen popped.

"Oh no, i'm keeping you here." He said, gave you a little peck on the lips, just to confuse you even further. Nootherreasonwhatareyoutalkingabout.

Then stepped away, but the virus stayed, locking you against the wall. "Your performance was above average. Congratulations." He bowed. "You gained the tiniest respect from me."

He left with a smirk. You tried to claw away the black thing that just didn't seem budge or tear away. So, you gave up. You looked up into the fake dark sky, thinking...

What the Hell did you get into.

The Nightmare (Freddy Krueger):

The dream realm was a tricky thing to navigate in. You sometimes were weirded out by the bloodpools that scared the living shit out of you, when you accidently stepped into them.

Today, there were no generators. Which made you uneasy. What the heck is going on?

You walked into the main building and tried to listen.

Then, the laugh. That annoying, weird, freaky laugh Freddy made, then you were in the dream realm. You looked around, like a deer in headlight. Trying to listen in on the killer.

"What the Hell is going on?" You asked out loud. You turned around and there he was, leaning against a generator that was NOT there a second ago.

"A new game." He simply amswered with a grin. Freddy seemed too happy. "A little gift from the Entity to me."

"Okay, but wha-"

"Shhh shhh shhh let me finish."

"Sorry."

"Khm. So, easy," he leaned away from the gen and stepped toward you, "you find the fake generator, and you win a price!" His grin told you there was a twist.

"If I don't?"

"... you'll know." He said with a childish innocence. "Good luck!" Then he disappeared.

Great.

After God knows how long, you finally found the fake generator. Which made it bleed, just like in normal trials, and Freddy appeared.

"Now, that wasn't that difficult, was it?"

"What the Hell is your game, Freddy?"

"Making out with you."

"What??" Before your shock truely registered, you were up against the bloody generator with him kissing you roughly.

You tried to push against him, but there was no use, of course there wasn't, you mentally rolled your eyes.

So, you just let it happen.

The kiss wasn't... Bad. You sadly had to admit.

Freddy held you surprisingly gently by the waist and neck. But his kiss was bruising and he did bite your lower lip more than once.

You started to actually kiss back and held his waist in one hand, while the other was on his shoulder.

Why were you kissing back? What the Hell is wrong with you? You don't know, but it feels... Right?

Then, you woke up wide eyed. You blinked a thousand times and just stared above you. The roof of your tent cleared up from the blurry image it was. Then you just... Licked you lip, feeling it was dry and had a smoky taste.

WHAT. THE. HELL????

[diejager]

I've been thinking after seeing so many Krueger x Nikto art on pinterest... what if- what if they were the perfect mix of degeneracy and perversion.

Krueger being the pervert who stares at you behind closed doors, through the small hole he drilled through the wall between your flat, and stalks you through the window when you leave, thirsting for a second of acknowledgement.

Nikto though, this russian man has been through so much that he can't differentiate good from bad, his morality and consciousness fucked so bad that he wouldn't hide his infatuation. Not a second spent openly staring at you or oogling at the way your skin glistens with sweat is hidden - not that he leaves the apartment often, with the way his face is scarred so much that he can't find the man he used to be when he stares at himself through the mirror.

Krueger is mean, taunting, cruel without an ounce of sympathy. Although he can be nice, he only does it when he feels like you deserve it, or if you did something good - a reward, per se. Despite that, he can besoft, loving, the one who cooes at you when you cry and holds your hand. He's cruel within reason. He'd watch Nikto kick you around, manhandle you like a toy and treat you in the end, murmuring praises - filthy, dirty and erotic praises - to build a positive reinforcement. If you're good, they'll kiss you, love you and hold you. If you're bad, they'll degrade you, push you down and punish you.

Unlike Krueger, Nikto is blunt, harsh and reprimanding, he speaks his mind freely and expects you to listen to him. Covered in dark colours, he's intimidating, dominating the room when he steps in and won't apologize unless he absolutely sees it fit. Nikto will hold you down, hand scuffing your nape as if you're a feral pup, treating you as nothing more than a glorified pet that he cared for. His love is rougher, tough, made to strengthen you and put you in your role, he had to show you your place in this relationship : under them.

[24kvlaks]

SURVIVOR

(Survivor X Male DBD characters.)

Imagine the killer taking interest in the reader. This is a variety of different situations and the reader acts different in each scenario.

THE TRAPPER X NEWB!E READER

Trapper, if you had to be honest he was terrifying. The mask, the height, the damn traps. Worst of all his speed, it was just unnerving going up against him.

Or anyone to say the least, you didn't even know why you were there. You didn't have a crazy sob story, anything supernatural going on. You were an average joe.

Everyone else had these crazy abilities, and you just stood out of the way and did generators from a far distance.

So during your usual routine, doing a generator in the far distance you heard a snap in your left ear. The fuck? were your only thoughts as someone strong threw you over there shoulder.

And you thought you were completely fucked. You were so focused on generator rushing you didn't notice all your teammates had died, he had went past numerous of hooks.

You were hopeless and thought he was toying with you, but he stopped in front of a generator and let you waddle off of his shoulder.

You saw the hatch though you didn't dare go towards it and obeyed his wishes too finish the halfway done generator.

2 more gens to go, you sighed. Not daring to speak aloud in front of the beast.

Hot on your heels you led him to the next generator, and began working on it though you could hear him growl every time you accidentally popped it.

After what seemed like hours you moved towards the last one, thinking he was going to trick you and down you for his sick and twisted pleasure.

You were determined to escape, making sure to not fuck up like you usually did. He saw your sweat, watching how determined you were to limited freedom. Almost pissed you'd have to suffer at the hands of another killer.

Finishing the generator you sprinted yet quickly he grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder once again, and letting you down.

He opened the door for you, and the entity whispered, dawned by his disobedience.

_

THE WRAITH X INN0CENT READER

You've been in the trials for a while now. Though you always believed that the killers were still redeemable no matter how unaesthetically pleasing they were.

Especially "The wraith." There was just something about his little eyes that gained sympathy from you.

So here you were running from him, first aid in hand and not dropping pallets on him. Why? Because you refused to hurt him. Especially after you heard about his past, poor dude.

Confused by you he flinched every time you neared a pallet wondering why instead of fighting back you ran away.

Could this person possibly have empathy? To test that theory he cloaked and stalked you half the game, only gaining two kills which had been before he confronted you.

He thought you might've been a little dumb, he knew that his cloak was practically invisible though you could easily see it when he moved.

Eventually he revealed himself and chased you, just to figure you out, and to see if you'd attack if he seemed threatening enough.

Yet you didn't, you ran while you cried. Eventually the last generator got popped and they began opening the exits.

Wraith revealed himself once again and just stood there trying to at least indicate he meant no harm but was curious. Stepping out of the bush they opened the gate in front of wraith.

Gaining a sense of trust. You nodded and mumbled a tiny thank you.

_

THE HILLBILLY X INJURED READER

Running back and forth to heal your teammates, unhook them and save them so they could generator rush towards a win. Once again hillbilly on your trail.

You were getting tired, and eventually slacked off almost ending your own life, luckily he only hit your mask.

The scratches that other killers had left on your face, then started to burn from the dust in the air. He watched you fall and heave from the pain. Honestly it was a disgusting sight to see.

Though it reminded him of the pain he felt internally from his deformity. Revving his chainsaw he ran after someone else. Thinking you had enough problems on your own.

Feeling bad almost, and hooking the first survivor he saw with an aid kit so you could heal your face up. Once you did he continued the trial like usually.

Taking it easy on you but not letting you get ahead of yourself.

_

THE SHAPE X WEAK READER

You were your groups aid, you didn't fight or unhook because that wasn't your best suit.

Unbeknownst to you, you were being stalked. Every trial you had against the shape he had a close eye on you, yet didn't spare you pain. He'd hook you, and injure you.

Yet he wouldn't finish you off because he saw you as weak and had no interest in killing someone who didn't pose as a threat to him. Nor did he bow to the entity he did get here by himself after all.

He didn't care for looking for the hatch, he just cared for killing those who posed as strong or smart. You didn't, you had a brain it just didn't challenge his intellect.

Though you had your moments, stunning him. Out-thinking him from time to time. Though still, if he really tried he knew he'd kill you in an instant.

He'd camp your campfires and watch you have panic attacks after a trial or before one.

You weren't strong minded but determined to survive. Odd combo but it suited you, he knew not giving up was your strong suit.

Which is mainly why he kept an eye on you, not doing you lots of harm but hurting you when you got in his way.

_

THE CANNIBAL X CLUELESS READER

Very first trial, you had no clue what happened you just woke up there. The other people didn't talk to you they didn't trust each other especially after the unknown had resembled a little like Dwight.

So as soon as you were thrown on some farm you ran towards the nearest person, he was huge with a chainsaw. But hey! He could've just been farming right?

"Hey uh what am I supposed to do?"

Taken back he just started swinging, scared and frightened he listened to the entity's command.

"No! I'm sorry, I just want to go home man I don't know where I am."

Confused he started roaring and mumbling, it was clear that he seemingly had a disorder or speech problem so you started to speak slowly in hopes of an understanding.

Yet you got no where and he was busy having a tiny panic attack, so you walked away and sat on some hay in hopes someone would help you out.

Hearing screaming your first thought was to help so immediately ran towards the sound. Laying on the ground had been someone from the camp bleeding out.

Though as soon as you went to grab them that same man had picked them up and threw them on a hook, a fucking hook.

You dropped to your knees and begged the man to stop, and God he was fucking confused so he stood waiting for the entities command yet nothing was heard so he continued standing.

You unhooked the person and thanked the man, he mumbled something but it wasn't comprehensive so you just went along with it. You ignored the screams as you began to have an idea of what was going on.

You continued to save others whilst avoiding any conflict with him.

the trial went by fast, his confusion with no guide became beckoning, so as the gates opened you called him over, he just stood there whining.

"I don't know your name man but whoever you were talking too, will be back. Though seemingly times running out, thank you for taking it easy uh leather face?” you threw him your cloak because it was a tad chilly and jogged to the exit."

Leaving him confused he thought of it like having two opposing masters too obey when all you did was be kind towards him.

_

FREDDY KRUEGER X ATTRACTIVE READER

You had been there for a while, and yet you've heard all this news about this new killer. You were curious and determined to beat him once you met him.

You weren't going to lose to someone who the survivors say looked like a pizza with the cheese wiped off.

Yet the more you kept thinking about him the more you kept having these odd dreams. A red boiler room and some claws.

You asked others about it yet they stayed silent not wanting to get involved.

One night you went to sleep on Dwight's leg as everyone slept around the campfire.

Opening your eyes you saw the same boiler room from those other nights, yet this time you walked towards a scraping sound.

Too your surprise you saw the dude everyone was talking about. "what the fuck is this?" You cursed at him hands up ready for a fight. “This a new trial?!”

"Feisty aren't ya!" You quickly caught on by the way he was speaking to you so obvious he was flirting with you. Gross.

"What do you want, this isn't a trial. This isn't possible. Just another fuckin' nightmare." You roared at him, hands in fist you charged at him.

Just to somehow end up falling with ya legs tied. "Oopsie." He laughed at you, fucking demon.

"God, wake up dumb ass, wake up." You yelled at yourself. "This is my world, pretty bitch." He said what? And you couldn't even get up to defend yourself. Pathetic position you were in.

"God you don't get it, I own this mind of yours-"

Before he could finish his sentence she grabbed his glove and stabbed herself. Immediately she woke up.

"Crazy, but God I'd fuck that." He spoke before ending the dream.

You woke up with blood on your hands, oh you’d beat his ass next trial.

_

THE LEGION X STRONG CRYBABY READER

He thought of everything as a game, he knew he couldn't die in this realm so he roamed freely.

So once you were added into these trials golly he got excited. He knew that the entity gave you permission other known as a (perk) to fight back.

So he tested it, chasing you and breaking the finale pallet leaving you in a corner. He swung, you dodged and kicked. God did it hurt, he was stunned. Sitting there for ten whole seconds.

Quickly he realized that was going to be a problem and wondered how he could've countered it.

Legion being Legion he quickly began collecting kills. Yet he kept seeing you, he was reckless but he wasn't stupid. Chasing you would've wasted time and all of your teammates.

Yet one fucking problem was you were everywhere, you were popping generators and unhooking.

So he knew he had to get rid of you, though it was looked down on Legion camped a body knowing you'd come to the rescue and yes you did.

You got the unhook but you were knocked, so when he hooked you he took it as a sweet and sour victory.

Though as soon as he threw your shoulder on the blade you let out a petrifying roar.

He turned to you and saw his big strong girl being a cry baby. God, she looked adorable. Covered in blood and as strong as a killer but here she was crying when she got hooked.

He started accidentally camping, he was just in such awe. He stood there for so long he got you into the second hook faze.

Realizing he didn't want you dead, at least yet. he hurriedly ran away. And to his satisfaction someone rescued you.

You healed yourself up as he went to slaughter the rest of your teammates. It was up to you to save them.

He had hooked the third teammate so immediately you unhooked them, hiding behind a huge rock as you crouched towards Dwight's hook and unhooked him as your teammate did with the other.

One generator left. You decided to go head on with the killer. Just to buy time even though you were the only one with a second hook stage.

Yet you couldn't find him. Almost as if he wasn't in the trial. Unbeknownst to you he was avoiding you. Knowing you had second stage.

So as the last generator popped and two teammates died, you and Laurie managed to escape.

—

THE DOCTOR X PSYCHOTIC READER

There you were. The trial had just began and you already had a sick plan in your head.

You were going to sacrifice your teammates and find the hatch. Easy plan.

The trial begins. You had no sight of the killer so you just started on a generator. Absolutely oblivious until you felt shocks going through your body and you let out a petrifying scream.

You ran, quickly. Hoping that he didn’t notice you but oh how he did and he was hot on your trail.

Shit, this is not how you expected it to go. And your teammates were popping generators left and right.

Only 3 generators left, and he’s wasting his time trying to hook you and please the entity.

Though unbeknownst to him, you were just as much of a sick fuck as he was.

So you did what any bad teammate would do, and led him towards your other comrades. They were in shack, and you already had an escape plan.

You dropped shack palate cornering your teammates in a circle. Then hopped out the window as he went to slaughter them. You ran downstairs and opened the box.

To your amusement a first aid had been inside. You began wrapping up your wounds. The blood stopping making moving much ease.

The crazy fuck had hooked two of your teammates and the other one was on the rescue so you didn’t bother saving them.

You heard the doctor upstairs. His sick laughing feeling you with jealousy. How he got the pleasure of being a killer.

And you were stuck running.

The doctor saw what your little plan was, fishing it amusing to watch you jeopardize the life of the others just to win.

You snuck out of the basement and went to do a generator in the near corner. Both of your teammates unhooked and they got stuck in a tunneling chase.

You didn’t care. You just wanted to win. You wanted to make the entity amused and pleased.

Maybe that’s why they chose you.

Your sick and twisted mind.

You intrigued him. He wanted to dissect you, analyze your brain. Fix you, fix you with his electricity. Or kill you trying.

Your teammates got hooked again. 2 on the second phase and one on the first. Of course you weren’t going to save them.

You used the time to pop gens.

One generator left. And a teammate on a second hook phase. You rescued them, not because you cared but because you needed him to be distracted.

You heard him nearby.

You ran towards him to loop him towards your teammate he had a sickening smile on your face. He loved watching you play games with him.

You were his new favorite toy.

He shocked you just to hear you scream. It was music to his ears. Imagining you as his new test subject brought him joy.

Any joy he actually had left.

You led him to your teammate but he didn’t want to play by your rules. So he continued chasing you, he managed to hit you once.

Still hot on your trail as you barely had the strength to run. He downed you, throwing you over his broad shoulders.

He hooked you. God it was painful but nothing you’ve never felt before.

His sickening laugh filled your ears.

As your teammate came and saved the day. They downed themselves in the process, what a waste of a life.

You saw the hatch. But he saw you; and it was just a race for it. Both of you running for your life.

He hit you, you fell above the hatch.

He laughed and watched as you fell through.

Next time he would’ve made you scream for his very mercy.

He wanted to play with you, toy around with any sanity you had left.

You were a sick fuck. A sick fuck ready to be an experiment. He let you escape, he could’ve killed you if he tried. But what fun would that be if he killed you that easily?

And you both were looking for some fun next trial.

[amomentsescape]

Can I request a slasher oneshot headcannon with freddy, both leather faces, brahms and Jason were either them or the reader gets drunk (drunk reader for the ones who don't seem like the type to drink) and the sober one tries to hug the drunk one and the drunk one is like "stay away from me b###h I'm in a commented relshinship and they're beautiful" and the sober one knows they're talking about them so they lovingly tuck the drunk one in

Slashers Drunk and In Love Headcanon

A/N: Thank you so much for this request! I absolutely love this prompt as well. Something about it is just so heartwarming to write/read! These did get to be a bit long, but I hope you like it either way!

Freddy Krueger

Thank God for Halloween

It was the one night you two could go out together and seem normal to everyone else

There was a horror themed bar in the nearby city that Freddy (of course) chose to go to

So dressed up in your costume with Freddy in his... normal attire, you two went

It was honestly a fun time

Good food, cheap drinks, and loud music

The perfect environment for you two

Although, Freddy seemed to be going a little harder than expected

His excuse being that he "only gets to do this once a year"

So you shrugged it off

As long as he was having a good time, then so were you

He was even able to talk to other people around him, and some of them convinced him to hit the dance floor

He was so drunk at this point that you were worried he wouldn't even make it out of his seat

But he just laughed and ran off with them

You let out a big sigh

After a few minutes of people cheering him on as he writhed around on the sticky floor, you decided that he could use a break from the alcohol

You ordered a water and made your way to him

"Freddy, take this-"

He grabbed it from your hand and began chugging it

His circle of new friends yelling and cheering as he did so

This is how you knew he was truly gone for the night,

But you couldn't help the small smile growing on your face

He seemed happy, and being a dream demon had its benefits

Like no hangovers the next morning

You wiggled your way into the crowd further and wrapped your arm around his waist

But he quickly threw your arm off and looked at you sternly

It was the most sober he seemed in the past 30 minutes

"Don't fucking touch me!" he spat. "I have a hot partner waiting for me at the b-bar," he hiccuped

You couldn't help but laugh at this

You wanted to be mad at his abrasive behavior, but you honestly felt butterflies at his devotion

"Well, your partner is waiting for you in the dream world. They're tired and want to go to bed."

Freddy's head snapped back to you

"Y-you've spoken to (Y/N)?"

You nodded

"Well, shit," he slurred. "Guess it's time."

And suddenly you both were back in his world, his body already tucked into bed

You heard his snores seconds later

"Well, that was easy..."

You gently gave him a kiss on the cheek and tucked yourself in moments later

Thomas Hewitt

For murderous cannibals, the Hewitts knew how to have a good time

They literally made their own alcohol from scratch

And of course, it was stronger than anything you could find in store

You decided to try some at the urgency of the family

Thomas wasn't really much of a drinker usually, but he found himself a little more comfortable since you were with him

You both took a sip of the alcohol together, and you found yourself struggling to keep it down

It burnt like fire

Thomas, however, barely reacted from it

He was a Hewitt after all

"Do you like it?" you asked

He kinda just shrugged and before he knew it, his glass was filled again

He looked at you for a bit, almost like he was asking for permission

You gave him a small smile "This is your family gathering, Thomas. Do whatever you want!"

You could see his eyes crease up a bit as he took a few more slurps

With his lack of tolerance however, it didn't take long for the alcohol to take effect

His body was slightly swaying back and forth, and he couldn't seem to keep his eyes focused on anything

Luda Mae noticed how he was acting and she looked to you

"Why don't ya take him to bed, hun? He could use some rest."

You nodded and helped him out of his seat, making your way to his room

Once he flopped into bed, you leaned down to give him a hug and a kiss like you always did

But you suddenly felt his strong hands against your shoulders

He shook his head back and forth frantically, keeping you away from him

"What's wrong?" you asked

He just pointed to the empty spot next to him in bed, looking back to you and shaking his head some more

It took you a moment to realize what he meant

"Are you waiting for... (Y/N)?" you questioned softly

He nodded

"Ohhhh," you responded, smiling widely. "Well, they're gonna come to bed a little later."

He looked down a bit sadly

"Don't worry, they'll be here once you wake up."

He finally nodded and rolled over, falling asleep quickly

Once you knew he was out, you crawled into bed beside him, still smiling from his loyalty to you

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba has seen his family drink plenty of times

But he honestly didn't like how mean and violent it made some of them

Because of this, he didn't have any interest in drinking the odd smelling juice

So after a long evening outside doing "work," he was worried to see you laughing and hiccuping over a deck of cards and the smelly drink

He quietly sat next to you, not sure how you'd react with that stuff in your system

However, you didn't really pay much mind to him as you continued your card game, barely able to grab them without dropping them back onto the table

You mostly seemed fine to Bubba, but he was still worried

He knew that his family always woke up irritable in the morning, and he was worried that would happen to you

After another half hour at the table, he noticed that your eyes seemed heavy and your head kept drooping towards the table

He finally decided that you should probably head to bed

He stood up and went to grab your hand to help you up, only to be met with a small push

"D-don't. I have a boyfriend who I love very much, so I'm not interested."

He cocked his head to the side at this

The rest of his family broke out into a fit of laughter

He hesitantly tried to reach for you again, only to be met with an annoyed look

"Seriously. Bub-Bubba will be here any minute so stop."

He finally understood that you didn't recognize him right now

The funny juice didn't seem to make you angry, just forgetful

Bubba wasn't sure what to do right then

So he ended up sitting back down, a swarm of butterflies in his chest

But after only a few minutes, you were drooling onto the table fast asleep

With you finally resting, Bubba picked you up and took you to the bedroom, tucking you in gently

He couldn't help but go to sleep beside you smiling giddily at your behavior

Brahms Heelshire

After a long process of manipulation, you finally convinced Brahms to help you with chores

The house was quite a mess, and it was certainly too big to clean all by yourself

While in the kitchen, you found a couple bottles of some old wine shoved in the back of a cabinet

"Hey, Brahms!"

After a few moments, you saw his curly mop of hair peak into the kitchen

"Was this your parents?" you asked

He walked closer to you and inspected the bottles, eventually confirming your speculation

"Hmm. Have you had this before?"

He shook his head

"This stuff seems expensive. Would be waste to just throw this out..."

So that's how you two found yourselves sitting in the middle of the living room, passing this wine bottle back and forth

Brahms wasn't sure how to feel about it at first, his only memories of it being the smell from his mother's breath

But now that he was older and he had you, he gave in

And it honestly wasn't too bad

It was similar to what he had in church growing up

So you both continued to take drinks together, only Brahms seemed to be acting especially woozy

He didn't drink regularly, so this was hitting him harder than you had expected

He excused himself to the bathroom and wobbled down the hall, you trying to conceal your giggles

After 20 minutes however, you grew a bit worried and decided to check in on him

You knocked on the door before carefully opening it

"Brahms...?"

When you peaked in, you saw the lanky man sat in front of the toilet, his head resting on his hand

The toilet water was now a murky red color

"Oh, Brahms."

You sat beside him and began rubbing his back

He suddenly jolted up and backed away from you, his body meeting the wall

You looked at him concerned

"Brahms?"

He shook his head

"How did you get here? Where's (Y/N)?" he asked hoarsely

You tilted your head

"It's me. I'm (Y/N)."

"No, (Y/N) is my beautiful partner. Now leave!"

You could tell his patience was wearing thin and you didn't want to be there for his outburst

"O-oh okay, right. Do you want me to get (Y/N) for you?" you asked

He nodded his head and crawled back to the toilet

You left and stood outside the door for a few minutes, not sure if your plan was going to work or not

You walked back inside carefully and found Brahms in the same position you left him

"Brahms? It's me..."

He looked up and wobbled towards you, his body flailing out at your feet

"(Y/N)? My stomach hurts," he groaned

You held in a laugh as you helped him back to his feet

"Let's go to bed. It'll make you feel better."

He simply nodded and shuffled to the bedroom with you, his dopey smile making your heart warm

Jason Voorhees

Jason was always told as a child that alcohol was the Devil's blood and should be avoided at all cost

This made sense to him since all the counselors and stupid teens seemed to be indulging in the beverage whenever he got to them

So he almost found himself in a frenzy when he saw you holding a familiar can in your hand one night

He grabbed the drink from you and threw it outside, its contents spilling into the dirt

"Jason!" you yelled

He just crossed his arms

"It's just a drink, Jason. It's not gonna kill me!'

He tilted his head at you, confused

You stood up and walked to the cooler, opening it up and grabbing a new can

Where did all those come from?

"People drink this stuff all the time," you argued, popping open the tab. "They even have this stuff in church."

Jason uncrossed his arms at this

He thought this stuff was bad

You went back to what you were doing, drinking the beverage and still feeling a bit peeved at the loss of your first drink

Jason almost sat down next to you, but he began to hear rustling outside the cabin, causing him to leave quickly

It took him quite a while to catch everyone since he had a couple runners

But he finally was able to return home

When he walked in, he saw you passed out on the couch, several cans scattered around you

He became worried and rushed to you, shaking you awake

You drearily looked up at him and quickly backed further into the couch

"Leave me alone. My boyfriend will be back any minute!" you slurred

He tilted his head

You began calling his name, making him even more confused

He was right in front of you??

"I hope he comes back soon," you muttered, turning around

Jason stood there for a bit, feeling confused but also a bit warm

The fact that you called out for him in your drunken state made him feel cared for

He lovingly reached down and grabbed a blanket from the arm rest, spreading it out over your form

[imsilay]

kissing with a masked man would be so anticipating because you could see him lifting his mask and leaning in to capture your lips. (´ཀ`）

[kittyamore0]

𝚂𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚂/𝙾 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍:

[𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏]

I know these are more like one-shots but i was too wrapped up in detail to notice 😃

𝐂𝐰: just swearing, murder and sexual themes 

𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒 シ❤︎︎🫶

✿ - ᴘᴀɴɪᴄ.

✿ - ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴠɪᴄᴛɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜɪs ᴛʀᴀᴘs?! 

✿ - ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ. ᴛᴇʟᴇᴘᴏʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ.  

✿ - ʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴀ ᴛᴡɪɢ sɴᴀᴘ ᴛᴏ ʜɪs ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ 

✿ - ɪɴsᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ, ʜᴏᴘɪɴɢ ɪᴛ's ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ɪɴᴛʀᴜᴅᴇʀs

✿ - sʜᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ sᴇᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴘᴏᴏʟ ᴏꜰ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, sᴍɪʟɪɴɢ. 

✿ - “ᴊᴀᴄᴇʏ!“ 

✿ - ʏᴏᴜ sᴛᴇᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʀᴘsᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ Jᴀsᴏɴ's ɴᴇᴄᴋ 

✿ - ʜᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʜᴜɢɢɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜꜰꜰɪɴɢ 

✿ - ʜᴇ ᴛᴀᴘᴇs ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴅʏ 

✿ - “ᴏʜ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ? ᴡᴇʟʟ, ⵊ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ sᴏ ⵊ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʀᴀᴘs ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ, sᴏ ⵊ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀs ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ʜᴀɴᴅs.“

✿ - “...“

✿ - ʜᴇs sʜᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀsᴛ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅs, ʙᴜᴛ ᴇɴᴅs ᴜᴘ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪᴍ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ sʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ

✿ - ʜɪs ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɪs sᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ. 

✿ - ʙᴇᴀʀ ʜᴜɢs ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ʙᴄ ʜɪs ᴍᴀ sᴀɪᴅ sᴏ !

𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒 (𝐎𝐆) 🎃☆彡

✪ - ᴍɪᴄʜᴇᴀʟ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢᴏᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴏʏs ᴀɴᴅ ɢɪʀʟs ᴀᴛ ᴀ ʜᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ 

✪ - ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴜᴍᴍɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴛᴄʜᴇɴ 

✪ - ᴀ ʙɪᴛ sᴜʀᴘʀɪsᴇᴅ sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ 

✪ - “ᴍɪᴋᴇʏ, ⵊ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ, ᴡᴀɴᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ?“ 

✪ - ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜsᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ʜᴀsɴ'ᴛ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɴᴏᴅ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ 

✪ - “ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ɪᴛ, ᴍɪᴋᴇʏ?“

✪ - ʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ. 

✪ - “ᴏʜ, ᴛʜɪs? ⵊ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ...ꜰʀᴜsᴛʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ. ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙɪɢ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ, ⵊ ᴡᴀs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's-“

✪ - ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ꜰɪɴɪsʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ,  Mɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ ʜᴀᴅ sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ʜᴀʀsʜʟʏ ᴘɪɴɴᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ. 

✪ - ʏᴏᴜ sᴍɪʟᴇᴅ, ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ɴᴇxᴛ. 

𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐘 𝐊𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐄𝐑 💤😴

꥟ - “ʜᴇʏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, sᴡᴇᴇᴛʜ- ᴡᴏᴀʜ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ?“ 

꥟ - ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜsᴇᴅ, ᴡᴀs ᴛʜɪs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ? ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴜʀᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ...ᴄᴀʟᴍ? 

꥟ - “ⵊ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏꜰ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ~“ 

꥟ - ᴏʜ, OH. 

꥟ - ʜᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ sʜᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɴᴇᴜᴛʀᴀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ

꥟ - ʜᴇ ᴄʜᴜᴄᴋʟᴇᴅ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ

꥟ - “sᴏ, ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴀᴛʜᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜᴛs? ⵊ ᴡᴀs ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀɪɴ’ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ.“ 

꥟ - ʜᴇ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴘᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʜɪs ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀɪsᴛ, ᴛᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀɪsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪs ʙʟᴀᴅᴇᴅ ʜᴀɴᴅ

꥟ - ᴏʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴀʀᴏᴜsᴇᴅ ʜᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ 

꥟ - ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴅ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏʀɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ

𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 ☼🧸 

◎ - ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ TV ᴀᴛ ʜɪs S/O’s ʜᴏᴜsᴇ, ʜɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ Aɴᴅʏ. 

◎ - “ⵊ'ᴍ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ᴅᴏʟʟ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ.“ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴜᴛ, ᴛʜɪɴɢs ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ.

◎ - “ʜᴇʏ, ʙᴀʙᴇs- 𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗬 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧. 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪?! 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙥𝙞𝙜𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙙𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧!“ 

◎ - ʏᴏᴜ ɢɪɢɢʟᴇᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴄʜᴜᴄᴋʏs ᴇʏᴇs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴜʟɢɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪs ʜᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴏʟʟ ʜᴇᴀᴅ. 

◎ - “ᴡᴇʟʟ, ɪᴛ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴘɪɢs ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇs ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ ’Aɴᴅʏ’ ʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙᴇʟʟ?“ 

◎ - “ᴏʜ, ᴏᴋᴀʏ, sᴏ- 𝙒𝙃𝘼𝙏?!“ 

◎ - ʜɪs ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɢᴀᴘᴇ, ʜɪs ᴇʏᴇs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴏᴘ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪs ʜᴇᴀᴅ. 

◎ - “ᴏʜ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴍᴇ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴ. Nᴏᴡ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ?“ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴛᴄʜᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʀɪᴅɢᴇ. 

◎ - ɴᴇᴇᴅʟᴇss ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴅ sʜᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ. ʜɪs ᴄʜᴇᴇʀꜰᴜʟ, ʟᴏᴠɪɴɢ, ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ S/O ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ/ʜᴜʀᴛ ʜɪs ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ? 

◎ - ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʜɪs sʜᴏᴄᴋ, ʜᴇ ʀᴀɴ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɢɢᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴇɢs 

◎ - “ᴅᴀᴍɴ, ʙᴀʙᴇs. ⵊ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ʏᴀ! ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ʙɪɢ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ⵊ ᴏᴡᴇ ʏᴀ!“ 

◎ - ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀʙsᴏʟᴜᴛᴇʟʏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃʳᵒᵘˢᵉᵈ ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴘᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇᴅ ʟᴇɢs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛɪɴʏ ᴋɪssᴇs. 

◎ - ʏᴏᴜ sᴍɪʟᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇɴᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪss ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴅᴏʟʟ ᴍᴀɴ. 

𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐌𝐒♡︎😩💕

☘︎︎ - ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴄʀᴀsʜɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴇʟs ʜɪʀᴇ ᴍᴀɴᴏʀ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴsᴛᴀɪʀs 

☘︎︎ - “ʙʀᴀʜᴍsɪᴇs?“ 

☘︎︎ - “ɪɴᴛʀᴜᴅᴇʀ.“ ʜɪs ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜ ᴘɪᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴜsᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴡᴀs, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ. 

☘︎︎ - “ⵊ ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴇʟᴘ-“ 

☘︎︎ - “sᴛᴀʏ.“ 

☘︎︎ - ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ʜɪᴍ ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ, ɪɴ ᴀ ʜᴜʀʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏʙʙᴇʀ. 

☘︎︎ - ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ 2 ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs, ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴄʀᴀsʜɪɴɢ, ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴀ ɢʀᴜɴᴛ, ɪᴛ sᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʙʀᴀʜᴍs. 

☘︎︎ - ʏᴏᴜ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴜᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴀɴ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀɪʀs. 

☘︎︎ - ʙʀᴀʜᴍs ᴡᴀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴇ ɪɴᴛʀᴜᴅᴇʀ 

☘︎︎ - ʜᴇ ʟᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴘᴜɴᴄʜ ᴏɴ ʙʀᴀʜᴍs, ᴀ ʟᴏᴜᴅ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏʀᴄᴇʟᴀɪɴ ᴍᴀsᴋ. 

☘︎︎ - ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴛᴄʜᴇɴ ᴡᴀs ꜰᴀsᴛ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪɢɢᴇsᴛ ᴋɴɪꜰᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀᴡ ʙʀᴀʜᴍs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ 

☘︎︎ - ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʙʀᴀʜᴍs ᴏꜰꜰ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴋɴɪꜰᴇ 

☘︎︎ - ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ sᴛᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ sᴄʀᴇᴇᴄʜ ᴀs ᴛʜɪs sᴛᴀʀᴛʟᴇᴅ Bʀᴀʜᴍs, ᴄᴀᴜsɪɴɢ Bʀᴀʜᴍs ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ. 

☘︎︎ - ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅʟʏ sᴛᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜɪs ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴀs ʟɪꜰᴇʟᴇss. 

☘︎︎ - Bʀᴀʜᴍs ᴡᴀs sʜᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ, ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ. 

☘︎︎ - ᴛᴇᴀʀs ʀᴀɴ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴜɢɢᴇᴅ Bʀᴀʜᴍs. 

☘︎︎ - “ᴏʜ, Bʀᴀʜᴍsɪᴇs, ⵊ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴜʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ, ʙᴀᴅʟʏ!“ 

☘︎︎ - ʜᴇ sʜᴏᴏᴋ ʜɪs ʜᴇᴀᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʜɪᴍ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs ᴛᴏ ʜᴜɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴ ᴀ ʙᴇᴀʀ ʜᴜɢ 

☘︎︎ - ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀsᴋ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴋ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ. Yᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ, ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs. 

☘︎︎ - ʜᴇ ꜰᴇʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪɴʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ 

𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐍 ❤︎︎♫💀

♪ - ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʟɪᴍʙᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴛʜᴜᴅ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇʟʟ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ. 

♪ - “sʜɪᴛ...!“ 

♪ - ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʜᴏᴘɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ʜᴀᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪɴ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ 

♪ - ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴀᴛʜʀᴏᴏᴍ, sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ʜᴜʀʀʏ, ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ᴏꜰꜰ 

♪ - ᴀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʟᴏɴᴅᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴋs ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ. 

♪ - ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ 

♪ - “ᴛᴀᴛᴇ...“

♪ - ʜᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ sᴄᴏᴏᴘᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴘ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ʜᴜɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ sᴏꜰᴛ, ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ sᴏʙs ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ. 

♪ - “ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ? ᴡʜʏ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ? ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴜʀᴛ? ᴡʜʏ ɪs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ? ᴅɪᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜ? ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ sᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴇsᴛ?-“ 

♪ - ʜᴇ sᴛᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʙᴏᴍʙᴀʀᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs ᴀs sᴏᴏɴ ᴀs ʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢɪɢɢʟᴇs. 

♪ - “ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs, sʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, Tᴀᴛᴇ. ⵊ'ᴍ ꜰɪɴᴇ, ⵊ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏꜰ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ.“ 

♪ - “ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ?“ ʜᴇ ʀᴀɪsᴇs ʜɪs ʙʀᴏᴡs

♪ - ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴜᴍᴍᴇᴅ. “sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴀs ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴛ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ, sᴏ ⵊ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ɪᴛ.“ 

♪ - ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs sʜᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ. ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ? ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ Jᴜsᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ

♪ - ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀʟʟ, ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʙɪᴛs, sᴏ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ. Hᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ. 

♪ - ʜᴇ sᴍɪʟᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴏᴏᴋ ʜɪs ʜᴇᴀᴅ. 

♪ - “ʟᴇᴛ's ɢᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ, ⵊ'ʟʟ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʏᴏᴜ.“ 

♪ - ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋs ɢʀᴇᴡ ᴀ ʀᴏsʏ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʙᴀᴛʜ

♪ - ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴇᴋʟʏ ɴᴏᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴀs ʜᴇ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛʜʀᴏᴏᴍ 

♪ - ʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛʜ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜɴᴅʀᴇss

♪ - ʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʏ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛʜ., ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ sɪɴᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛʜ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʙᴜʙʙʟᴇs 

♪ - ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴜᴅᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇʟᴛ sᴏꜰᴛ, ᴄᴏʟᴅ ʜᴀɴᴅs ʀᴜʙ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀs

♪ - ʜᴇ ɢʀᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴀᴘ ʙᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴀɴ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀɢ, ᴘʀᴇssɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴀɴʏ ᴋɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴀᴛ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ. 

♪ - ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜɪᴍᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜᴍᴍᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ 

♪ - ʜᴇ ᴡᴀsʜᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɪʀ, ʟᴇɢs, ᴀʀᴍs, ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ 

♪ - ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ, ʜᴇ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀʏ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ꜰᴏʀ ʙᴇᴅ 

♪ - ʜᴇ ʜᴜɢɢᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴏᴡᴇʀ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴏɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴅ, ʟᴀᴜɢʜɪɴɢ 

♪ - ʜᴇ ᴄʜᴜᴄᴋʟᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʜɪs ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴛᴏᴍᴀᴄʜ 

♪ - “ⵊ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ.“ ʜᴇ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇᴀʀ 

♪ - ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴜᴍᴍᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪss ʜɪᴍ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴇʜᴇᴀᴅ. “ⵊ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏ.“ 

𝐒𝐓𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 + 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒 ☏ 👻🔪

☏- “ᴏᴡ, ꜰᴜᴄᴋ...!“ ᴀ ʙʟᴏɴᴅᴇ ʜᴀɪʀᴇᴅ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʀᴏᴡɴ ᴇʏᴇs ʜɪᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴋɴᴇᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴡᴏᴏᴅᴇɴ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ, sʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴠᴇs. 

☏- ᴀ ᴄʟᴏᴀᴋᴇᴅ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴊᴜᴍᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇ, ʟɪꜰᴛɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰᴏᴏᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ sᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏᴍᴀᴄʜ 

☏- sʜᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴ ᴇᴀʀ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢ sʜʀɪᴇᴋ 

☏- ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴀᴋᴇᴅ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴄʟɪᴍʙ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴀᴋʟʏ ꜰᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ 

☏- ᴛʜᴇʏ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ ɢʀᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɴɪꜰᴇ, ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅʟʏ sᴛᴀʙʙɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴄᴋ. 

☏- ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴏᴋᴇs, ɢᴀɢs, sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍs ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴜʀɢʟᴇs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴜꜰꜰʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ɢʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴏᴠᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ 

☏- ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ʟɪᴍᴘ, ɪɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛɪɴɢ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴅᴇᴀᴅ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʜᴏsᴛʟʏ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴀsᴋ 

☏- ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ [ʜᴀɪʀ-ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ] ʜᴀɪʀ, [ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ] ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ [sᴋɪɴ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ] sᴋɪɴ. ʏᴏᴜ.

☏- “ᴡᴏᴡ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀ sʜᴏᴡ!“ 

☏-ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴄᴀᴄᴋʟᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ 

☏- ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴀᴋᴇᴅ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇs, sɪᴍɪʟᴀʀ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ 

☏- “ᴅɪᴅ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ, ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ɪ?“ ʏᴏᴜ sᴍɪʀᴋᴇᴅ. 

☏- “ʏᴇᴀ, ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴅᴏʟʟ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ,“ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄʟᴏᴀᴋᴇᴅ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇs ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍᴀsᴋ 

☏- ʙɪʟʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴜ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅs. ǫᴜɪᴛᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʟʟʏ. 

☏- ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇs, sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ 

☏- ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛᴏʟᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄᴏsᴛᴜᴍᴇs, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴛᴛʟᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ʟᴜsᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ. 

☏- sᴛᴜ ᴡᴀs ꜰʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ, ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ꜰɪɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀsɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ ʜɪs ᴀɴᴅ Bɪʟʟʏ's ᴀᴡᴀɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴀʀɢᴇᴛ

☏- ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜɪᴍ ɢᴏ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀsɴ'ᴛ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ɪᴛ 

☏- ᴛʜᴇɴ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀᴀᴛᴇʀs ᴡᴀs ɢᴏɴᴇ, sᴏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ 

☏- “ʜᴇʏ, ᴜʜ, ʙɪʟʟʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴇʏ...?“ 

☏- ʙɪʟʟʏ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ sɪɢʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ. 

☏- ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʏᴀ. 

☏- ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏɴᴇsᴛʏ ʟᴀᴜɢʜᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴏꜰꜰ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sʜᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ, ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴀᴜɢʜᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴍᴏʀᴇ 

☏- “ʙᴀʙᴇs, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ US? ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ!“ 

☏- sᴛᴜ ᴡᴀs ᴘʟᴀʏꜰᴜʟʟʏ ᴏꜰꜰᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ 

☏- ʙɪʟʟʏ ᴡᴀs ᴀʀᴏᴜsᴇᴅ...

☏- ʸᵉˢ, ᵃʳᵒᵘˢᵉᵈ, ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵐᵉ

☏- ᴏᴠᴇʀᴀʟʟ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛʟʏ sʜᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴘʟᴀɴɴɪɴɢ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ 

☏- ʙɪʟʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ? ʟᴇᴛs sᴀʏ ʏ'ᴀʟʟ ʜᴀᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

☏- ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴛᴜ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ! (•̀ᴗ•́)و

[thestarfishinjootsoffice]

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

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

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

Michael 🔪

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

But one little person didn't think so.

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

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

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

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

And you immediately went to the rescue.

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

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

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

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

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

Jason 🪓

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pamela just adores his baby boy with his grandchild bonding.

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

He was one lucky daddy.

Thomas 🩸 ⛓️

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"be careful papa"

Freddy 💤

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[konigsblog]

Kidnapper König getting deployed thus, nobody is there to save you from Krueger and his will

cw: kidnapping. 🔞

you felt betrayed to be abandoned by könig, the one who truly cares and tends to your needs, the one who respects you, or at least more than krueger.

krueger's behaviour and punishments are inhumane, his way of treating you is cruel and violent, and his touch is perverted. instead of cleaning your innocently, his calloused hands wander between your soft thighs, grabbing a firm hold of his lengthy cock and prodding it against your tight hole. he eases inside, fucking you mercilessly while you sob out for könig, to be spared from this abuse.

the basement feels colder than usual, and when you ask to speak to könig after being tormented and harassed by krueger for hours on end, he breaks the news which leaves you shaken up, in despair as you weep for his return.

könig is supposed to be gone for a couple of months, and despite knowing this, krueger lies and tells you that he's never coming home—that he has abandoned you and that he doesn't love you anymore. he finds a sick and twisted form of enjoyment seeing you break down, squirming away out of terror, away from his filthy hands.

krueger subjects you to a form of emotional, physical and physiological abuse. he keeps in touch with könig the entire time, and tells him that you're doing fine. when könig asks to see a photograph of his beloved captive, you're forced to smile, to wipe your tears with the back of your hand, to pretend that you're happy and not completely miserable.

krueger never explains the purpose of him taking a photo, he just tells you to listen, to not question a thing. if you knew he was sending these to könig, you wouldn't behave, knowing könig would beat krueger's ass at the state of you; dirty, bloody, and depressed.

when könig finally returns, you're confused and can't comprehend what's happening. you believed krueger when he said that könig would never come home and save you, but the familiar, warm sound of his voice from above in the kitchen you left you clawing at the basement door, desperate to see his face again and feel his strong arms wrap around you, protecting you from all harm and danger.

although despite your excitement, könig wasn't as excited as you. of course, he had dreamt of seeing his baby again, but his face dropped and his stomach churned at the sight of you. you looked disheveled, he fell to his knees and held you tightly, his eyes wide as he took in your appearance, looking ill and sickly, with bruises and marks all over your body. you squirmed when he held you, body aching from being punished and used as a form of enjoyment and pleasure for that sick, depraved man.

you didn't expect to see tears running down könig's face, but god, it ruined you. it ruined könig to see his bubbly, cheery angel all depressed and anxious. when könig asked about what had happened, you fell silent, no longer babbling on about everything, how you missed him. you didn't know what to say. krueger has broke you in to the point where you fear what will happen to you if you tell könig the truth, but you can't resist that face you've came to adore, you couldn't lie to könig, you wouldn't.

you were cradled the entire night, while krueger had slammed the front door shut drunkenly, claiming he'd be back the next morning. finally upstairs in the living room, the smell of könig's cologne soothing and comforting for poor you, falling asleep against the chest you yearned for, to feel könig's heartbeat against your head once again. :(

[iluvyvonne]

oc (our favourite mixed farmer) x black reader !!!! i know you guys missed me (💔) so I'm back!! a fic will be released sooner or later next week so be tuned! here are some p!links to hold you guys over till it's released!

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' teddy just can't get enough !

' sometimes you gotta take it slow..

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' such a tease..

' skinship is a big thing for ted.!!

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' couldn't even rest after getting your braids done !

' letting teddy take control for once .

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' can't ever get enough .

' gotta be extra careful with something as fragile as you ~

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' teddy's always gonna get a kiss in .

' always gonna be on top !

' he'll always love you but.. sometimes he can't resist ..

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[kisskiss-slashslash]

Slasher’s Reactions if you playfully call them “My Hero”

Jason Voorhees

All he does is get something from a high shelf for you. He built his shack for someone his size, and there are few people who can ever reach him in the height department, so he has to do that for you fairly often. But this time you give him your brightest smile and playfully call him your hero.

Jason lights up like a christmas tree the moment the words have left your mouth. He grew up believing that he could only ever be the villain in any story, the beast without the transformation at the end, and that only conventionally pretty people can be heroes, so someone seeing him as a hero, even if it is for something as small as getting something from the top shelf, makes him feel on top of the world.

Vincent Sinclair

Ambrose is full of spiders. Most of them harmless, but you aren’t about to look close enough to find out if this one is dangerous or not. Vincent sees you freeze, and his eye wanders down to where you are looking. His heavy boot comes down on the eight-legged fiend, and you breathe a sight of relief. Then you almost jump into his arms and mumble “Thank you, my hero” into the crook of his neck with a small chuckle.

He freezes for a moment, trying to comprehend what you just said. Him? A Hero? Despite everything he does? His heart just melts. He is going to keep this word in his head for days. Hell, you probably made his entire year with this one comment.

Freddy Krueger

Having a nightmare for a boyfriend had the pleasant side-effect that ordinary nightmares are usually short-lived. Freddy is the only one allowed to make you scream at night, thankyouverymuch. So when Freddy breaks through a particularly nasty nightmare, you are more than relieved. You grin at him suggestively. “So, what kind of reward does my hero want?”

His eyes widen for a split second, then darken with promises of a long and exhausting night. “Maybe a chance to prove just how much of a villain I actually am.”

He is honestly a little offended. He is quite happy being a villain and a monster. But hey, if playing the hero once or twice gets him certain favors from you, he juuuuust might do it more often.

Brahms Heelshire

You heard Brahms call for you and are now rushing through the huge Heelshire estate, trying to get to him and see what he needs as fast as possible. But your own feet decide to turn against you, and just two steps from the ground, you slip and fall.

You have no idea how he managed to be by your side so quickly, but next thing you know, your face is buried in Brahms’ hairy chest, while he carefully sets you back down on your feet.

A nervous chuckle escapes your lips. “Thank you, Brahms. That could have gone badly.” You press a kiss onto his masked face. “For my hero.”

His whole body shakes with giggles. “If I’m the hero, does that make you the prince/ss I have to protect?”

He throws himself into the idea, which certainly doesn’t help with his usual clingyness.

[slashertrash]

Hello! I dunno if your requests are open but can I get Bubba, Jason, Freddy and Micheal with a soft, short, female S/O who carrys around a small teddy bear everywhere? Thank you!

Sure thing, hun! Hope you like it! 💖

Bubba

Bubba finds you to be the cutest thing he’s ever seen! So small, so kind and so adorable! Just like a real life doll!

He squeals in delight whenever he sees you carry around your teddy bear. He even tries to make it a friend out of cloth and other materials laying around the house or farm.

He keeps an eye out for your teddy bear for you and gets worried that it might get dirtied up, he ends up cleaning it if that ever happens.

Bubba makes sure his brothers don't mess with you or your fuzzy friend. <3

Jason

Jason thinks it's real sweet that you still hold on to your old stuffed toys. He might have some laying about the cabin as well.

Pamela couldn't let go of any of his old belongings. So there might be some of Jason's kids toys still intact.

He might let you touch or play with them...Only if you're really careful, they hold a lot of sentimental value to him.

Overall thinks you're a real sweetheart, he loves that you're still in touch with your inner child and find joy in the little things in life.

Also finds your height difference cute, he loves picking you up bridal style around the cabin.

Freddy

Freddy here likes to tease and make fun of how "childish" you are for carrying around a teddy bear.

Would probably take it from your hands and try to get you to get it back by chasing him around. Now who's being childish....and kind've a jerk

You don't know why he's so bent on annoying you with your teddy bear. You're starting to suspect that he's jealous of it.

He's not! How idiotic would that be! ...ok maybe just a lil'

Freddy also likes to tease you about your height.

He gives you nicknames like: Shorty, Shortstack, Doll, Mouse, Tiny, Cupcake, and many many more small related things. Each day he comes up with a new one.

Michael

Michael likes your small stature, he loves throwing you over his shoulder with such ease. He enjoys having such power over you.

He finds your soft and caring personality to be...comforting? In his own mysterious way.

Michael has seen you carry around your teddy bear wherever you go. He doesn't think he's ever seen you without it. He's a bit curious as to why.

Doesn't understand the infatuation you might have with it. It's just a dumb stuffed toy, he thinks to himself. He might get the urge to stab into it and rip it into pieces, but ops to hide it from your view.

He's definitely jealous of it. Why not give him all the attention you're giving to your teddy bear?

After searching the entire house, and panicking trying to find your teddy bear, he ends up just leaving it at your bed without you noticing.

That night he goes out and doesn't come back 'till later in the afternoon of the next day.

When you finally notice him in your house, he's holding a bloodied up stuffed rabbit, and hands it to you. Maybe it's his way of saying sorry, for making you worry so much over your teddy.