#slasher x reader fluff

[slash-me-please]

Slahsers with a shy sweet s/o like hides behind them and stuff? If u do it pls add otis! I love him:)

Slashers with a Shy S/O

sdlfkjoweijfweoijf you have an amazing brain

Jason Voorhees:

He thinks you're just adorable. You leave him bouquets of flowers (weeds) in the morning, just to start his day off right.

He lets you hide behind him anytime you desire. There is plenty of campers around and they scare you, as you're introverted. And even when there is no campers around, you'll still scurry behind the man if there's a buck or a bear around. Or if you want to look at his ass.

Jason is entirely in love with you, and all the sweet things you do for him.

Otis Driftwood

He's very tall, so you're behind him a lot as he drags you to all of his illegal activities. There's a lot of people you want to get away from, and if they so much as acknowledge you they'll get a fist to the mouth.

You're always near him, practically attached to his side and peppering kisses along his back as he cusses out another minimum-wage employee. Maybe he's not overreacting.

You like to gift him little trinkets you create while you're out with him, made of foil or whatever, but he keeps them all even if he says he does not.

Loki Laufeyson

He ADORES your shyness, while he's doing royal business, he'll make sure to screw with you. His hands explore the expanse of your hips and chest while you stand red-face between his long legs. Meanwhile he talks with a level head and voice towards his peers.

He'll let you hide behind him though, and he towers over you, keeping you "hidden" from everyone. He understands gods can be overwhelming. He keeps you tucked beneath his cape.

You're just the sweetest to him as well, he lets you braid his hair when you're in private, but he'll deny it if anyone asks.

[markhoffmans-certified-slut]

The Slashers Responding to you Texting Them “I’m Kinda Cute”

Pairing: Slasher Men x f!reader

Notes: This is not my favorite chapter that I've done, I think it's kind of mediocre, but I honestly started to get kind of braindead on the subject by time I made it to Pinhead, so I hope you guys can find some enjoyment in these?

Characters in this chapter include: Art, Billy, Stu, Brahms, Corey, Dennis, Mark, Michael, and Pinhead.

You can find the other chapters I’ve written and will continue writing for the texting series here!

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[tom-foolery-incorporated]

May I have Thomas Hewitt or Bubba Sawyer giving their S/O breast massages after breastfeeding their baby (Slashers and their S/O's baby) You can add other slashers if you like. Even I'm starting to like the Sinclairs

Bodacious boob brimming ask bro!

Thomas Hewitt, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, and Lester Sinclair, AFAB! Reader, gender neutral reader, racially ambiguous reader, fluff, some suggestive content, headcanons, mentions of breastfeeding, boob massaging, not really NSFW but I still tagged it since I go into some light detail

Thomas Hewitt

you rarely breastfed your baby directly

instead you opted to pump then store the milk for later

while you didn't mind Luda Mae or Thomas watching you breastfeed your baby, Hoyt and Monty were another thing

So you pumped, stored, bottled, then fed your baby like that

But the silicone flange on your pump cracked then tore rendering the device useless until you can get new ones

So you opted to do things the old fashioned way

You never realized how spoiled you were with that fancy pump until you actually had to have your baby drink directly from the tap

It wasn't an unbearable pain but man did you prefer the pump

Afterwards it felt like your breasts were twice as sore than usual

And lucky you with your big bear of a man to come to your rescue

Thomas held you in his lap with your back to his chest and took handfuls of your breasts

He softly rolled your boobs in his hand trying to be careful not to get too rough with your poor sore body

And while you were getting relief from your previous feeding session, Thomas was starting to use your breasts as stress balls

There is just something about how soft and squishy your chest is that really helps him relax

Honestly, he turns massaging your breasts into a daily thing

It's less of a sexual thing with Thomas and more of loving way to destress with you

Bo Sinclair

He can't keep it in his pants

However, it surprised you that he mind your breastfeeding

It wasn't sexual to him, you're the parent of his child doing your part in taking care of it

"Now don't you go drinkin' 'em dry," Bo teased one day, "gotta save some for your pops."

A teasing comment once every blue moon was all that came from him

If you're really tired, he'll hold your guys' baby for you while the little thing suckles

Now when you asked for him to rub your breasts?

Bo went and took it the wrong way

He immediately went for your nipples and became confused when you hissed and pulled away

"Not like that!" you whined grabbing his calloused hands, palm down, to press to your sore breasts

Bo is still turned on by this but will gladly massage your breasts

You don't have to ask him twice

"My baby's all spent and sore?" he'd coo in a low voice as his hands worked wonders in easing the tension in your tits

Having Bo massage you would most likely turn into sex

He just can't help himself with your beautiful body that gave birth to his kid relaxing under his hands

Maybe if you weren't so irresistible, Bo would be less horny

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent suggested that you pump in private or breastfeed in private since he doesn't know how Bo will react

The last thing he wants is some sleazy comment being slung at you by his brother

But Vincent was delightfully surprised when Bo didn't say anything

Sure he glanced to see if he could see some titty but other than that he didn't care

"Glad I dont have to worry 'bout accidentally drinkin' your breastmilk," Bo joked when he learned how you'd rather breastfeed than pump

Vincent on the other hand

He was pretty pumped, pun intended, to drink from you

Massaging your breasts? He's already on it

Long fingers gently rolling the fat of your chest against his palms

Holding and lifting them a little so you could get some relief from their weight

A teasing swipe over your nipple that has you sending a playful warning glance at him

Sit on his lap while he sketches and he'll use your boob like a stress ball with his free hand

Vincent is so gently with your sore breasts you'd honestly fallen asleep one time while he massaged and played with them

Lester Sinclair

Lester gets slightly flushed when he sees you breastfeed

it's less him getting turned on by the act but more that your titty is out

And boy does he love your boobs

He'd help you pump if that's easier

While he does get a little flustered while you're breastfeeding, he still loves to cuddle up to you and your baby while it feeds

Lester would run his hand along the back of the baby's head just in awe at what you two had created

He's at your beck and call whenever you're breastfeeding

Lester has 100% hand fed you while you breastfed your baby

Now when the baby has its post-meal nap, you don't even have to ask twice

His hands are on your breasts the second you put your baby down

It's 50/50 whether Lester turns the massage sexual

Sometimes he just likes reviling in the trust you have for him and how much he loves you as his hands work on your sore boobs

Lester massages your breasts to he's worship the body that birthed his child

The course skin on his hands dragging over your shirt covered breasts as they work out your soreness

He absolutely melts when you lean into him while he's rubbing your boobs

The relaxed look on your face makes him want to cry and hold you until you realize how much he absolutely adores you

Other times, Lester likes to try to get you riled up during the massage

A quick kiss to your neck, a little jiggle, oops did he rub your nipple?

Honestly, he's tried your breastmilk out of curiosity more than any sort of kink

Lester isn't one to actively seek our your breastmilk but he does love sucking your titties and he isn't disappointed when he gets a little snack in the process

[bella-goths-wife]

I love how it's going! Also I feel like now that James knows every time he is on the Boardwalk from now on he is giving the boys SIDE EYE!! he doesn't know which was the worst towards you so he just blames them all!! The boys go out and Paul is like,

Paul: 🤔 "hey isn't that the brat reader's dating?"

Dwayne: 🙄 "they aren't datin-"

Marko: 🤨"uuh guys? Look."

James: 😠🖕

James was restocking video tapes for max when he heard it, the familiar sound of motorcycle reviving

That sound used to hold a positive place in his heart because of all the rides he gave you on his beat up bike, but now it filled him with pure hatred and dread

He saw them before they saw him, they laughed obnoxiously and talked loudly as if they weren’t the ones who robbed you of your freedom and took you away from him.

He saw red as he glared at them through the shop window. Marko was the first to notice as he tugged at Paul’s shoulder

“Looks like we’ve got an admirer�� he jokes with Paul, not fully realising who the boy is

Neither does Paul as he makes kissy faces at James through the window, James throws the tape he was working in and storms outside through the shop door.

He storms closer and David finally takes notice of James and remembers exactly who he is

“Slow down boy” David snarls “If you want to keep your head, I’d turn around right now”

James only approached faster with a furious pace

“You keep her locked up yet you stay out here and party it up while she is suffering” James growls out

“Who says she’s suffering” David shrugs as he lights his cigarette “don’t enlarge your ego boy, just because she’s away from you doesn’t mean she’s suffering”

James felt rage roll over him as they don’t even try to understand how you must be feeling, your suffering in isolation and they laugh at it.

“Fuck you” James spits out as he gets closer

“Boys what do I owe the pleasure” max appears from no where and puts his hand on James’s shoulder and holds him in place “I see you’ve met my new employee”

“Yeah he’s a real charmer” marko sarcastically exclaims

“He should get back to work” max says as he pushes James towards the shop “run along now James, I’ll see to the boys”

James reluctantly leaves max, knowing he can handle it on his own.

“Now boys, we need to discuss when I can see my granddaughter” max exclaims, trying to find a distraction for the boys

“She’s grounded for a while, and with bad influences like that around, are you sure we should even allow her over?” David says passive aggressively

“You don’t allow anything” max says with a tight smile “I am your maker, you obey me or else”

“Whatever max” marko says “we have to get back to OUR daughter”

The boys pile onto their bikes and attempt to leave.

“This isn’t over David” max yells

“I know max” David yells back

Max simply sighs and goes back into the store and heads straight for James and pulls him into the break room

“You foolish boy” max yells as he hits James on the back of the head “now they know that you know about them”

James apologies and tries to reason but is cut off by max’s hand raising up and silencing him

“No matter” max says as he puts his customer service pep back into his voice “we’ll just have to move your training closer”

[tinybrooms]

He’s just a baby 🤍

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

" what the hell are you doing ?"

you look away from your screen to stare at your boyfriend from beneath the mountain of pillows you’re laying under. there are snacks ranging from sweet to salty strewn all around your bed and a spot right next to you saved specifically for him.

you raise a brow " i’m watching my show." you state. katsuki’s eye twitches. he stalks towards you slowly, menacingly, like he’s waiting for the perfect opportunity to pounce at you. you shove your chin and nose underneath your blankets.

"you’re watching our show. " he corrects, squinting at you "you’re watching. our show." he reiterates.

"katsu-"

" our show. an’ yer fuckin’ watching it without me." he glares daggers into your fucking soul and with the rage of a thousand suns as he spits the words out like they had somehow caused him harm.

"you said i could start without you last time !" you defend weakly. he rolls his eyes as he stomps over to you and climbs into your bed "yeah, last time, but this ain’t last fuckin’ time, dumbass." he growls. you whine when he lifts up your blankets and the cold air nips at you. "oh shut up, big baby, weren’t whinin’ when ya decided ta watch the one show you know we watch together." his words are mean but he scoots impossibly closer to you

you scoot over to make some extra space for him so he can lay down comfortably before squeezing yourself right next to him again. “you’re the one who said, and i quote ‘ i could give less of a shit about this stupid show, just don’t have anything better to do” he scrunches his nose at your crude impression of him. “ i don’t fuckin’ sound like that.”

“it’s what you sound like to me.” you retort.

he growls, nipping at your ear which causes you to let out a giggle mixed with a little squeal “needa get yer fuckin’ ears checked then.”

“i just started anyway. i can just rewind it” you lean forward to place your mouse back to the beginning and plop back on your pillow with a groan. katsuki snorts. “ i was gonna wait for you, but you were taking too long” you mumble out already invested in the images on screen.

katsuki knocks his forehead against the side of your head softly then also turns his attention to the screen. “ it’s shitty hair’s fault” he gruffs out “fucker kept on yappin’ about whatever the fuck, couldn’t leave.”

you fake gasp in shock. pretending to be hurt you place a hand on your chest and look at him wide eyed. he raises a brow “wow. i can’t believe you like kirishima more than me.” you turn your nose up at him and hold back a laugh when you see his expression morph from confused to straight up insulted.

“where the fuck d’you get that from?!” you can’t keep up the façade when you see his face and burst out laughing, his facial expressions are seriously something else. he relaxes slightly but he still doesn’t look amused. “i’m just joking. i know you just wanted to be nice” you reassure, his face relaxes and his shoulders sag as he releases a frustrated sigh. “you know, since he’s your friend.”

he cracks his head to look at you, wide eyed and brows furrowed he shoves his head against yours so hard he basically headbutts you. you let out a little yelp and laugh “don’t even start with that ! fucker ain’t my friend." he spits the word friend like it tastes gross in his mouth, it makes you laugh even harder. “right~” you sing.

you think things have calmed down after a little bit, your both watching your show, then katsuki suddenly knocks his forehead against your head again.

“hey.” he mumbles. you blink up at him waiting for him to finish. he chews at his lip and looks towards the screen then looks back at you, cheeks turning pink.

"ya know i don’t…like him more than you, right..?"

you tilt your head "who ?" you ask. he grunts like speaking is physically challenging, his face turning redder by the second “shitty hair. don’t like ‘im more than you." his eyes dart away then focus back on yours " don’t like anyone more than you."

you feel your cheeks flush and you suddenly feel extremely warm and giddy. you giggle and his cheeks darken in color "where's this coming from?" you chortled. he scoffs at you and pokes you in the stomach, turning back to the look at the screen to avoid your mushy warm loving gaze. "fuckin'—nowhere ! m'not allowed to…fuckin—!" he fumbles around for what to say. you decide to spare him and place your hands on his scorching cheeks, he struggles a little bit (barely) but let's you turn his head towards you, he pouts at you, trying his best to look intimidating but he just looks like a angry little kicked puppy.

"m'just teasing you , suki" you're rubbing his cheek with your thumb and his eyebrows stay furrowed despite him leaning into your touch "i know you don't like him more than me, if you did, i don't think you'd be here" he rolls his eyes and bites at the palm of your hand. you chuckle "i don't like anyone more than you, either" you're sure there are hearts in your eyes as you speak, you hope he can see them.

" 'f course you don’t." he mumbles out the words into your palms fast without missing a beat, it tickles. he smirks into your hand when he sees you roll your eyes at him, he truly is a little shit.

"don't like nobody more than you." he proclaims quietly, closing his eyes, his long lashes brushing against his cheeks.

"yeah" you purr, the hearts in your eyes spread all around your body to the tips of your fingers and toes, it makes you warm and soft, and so fond of him. you don't like anybody more than katsuki, you can't. not when he opens his eyes and gazes at you with burning cheeks but hearts in his eyes and you hope the ones in yours spread all around his body too, because his have started to intermingle with yours, coursing through your veins.

"yeah." you sigh, " yeah me neither."

you can't like anyone more than you do katsuki as you watch your show together.

@slashersl0t i wrote this thanks to you twin <3 !

[4doll]

Dating Stu Macher Headcanons

sfw

❤︎︎ cuddle naps after school

❤︎︎ loves to watch you put on makeup (if you do) and with enough convincing he lets you put some on him. you’re sitting in his lap while you do your makeup routine on his face, after you’re done and he looks in the mirror he’s praises your work and keeps talking about how good he looks with makeup on. eventually letting you do it often

❤︎︎ so many horror movie dates, either to watch movies at home or watch the new horror movie in theaters and talk about it for hours while eating fast food. he’ll call up billy and beg him to come over. the rare times billy does give in, you all theorize and rant about the movie for hours eventually all falling asleep

❤︎︎ matching clothes. idc what you say this man would just beg to match clothes. same with pajamas. you both wear matching pajamas during horror movie date nights.

❤︎︎ also matching halloween costumes. he would go absolutely crazy over matching halloween costumes, looking for hours for perfect ones.

❤︎︎ loves when you would sit in his lap and just watch tv or read. he loves to feel your warmth and touch. so his hands are constantly on you, not in a prevy way but in a comforting way. like holding hands, hands on your waist or stomach, etc. he comforts him to know that you’re there with him.

︎❤︎︎ always eavesdrops in your conversations with your friends in person and on the phone. he loves to hear the gossip, you eventually notice his eavesdropping and just decide to let him in on all the gossip all the time. during when you’re tell him all the gossip his reactions are: *gasps loudly* *mouth drops* “what?!” *makes the most confused face* “you’re kidding?!”

❤︎︎ gets jealous super easy. causing him to mark you with hickeys, gifts he got you (ex: a necklace with his initials) and would always have his hands on you in public. hands on your waist, arm around your shoulder, hand holding, etc etc.

❤︎︎ getting high and then going on dates. first time he asked if you would do it or not you questioned why and his reasoning being it would be funny and fun. and it was. you both were at a park at night laughing at the most unfunniest thing ever. it was a fun experience so you both kept doing it time to time.

❤︎︎ he would show you songs that reminded him of you(which was a lot), so he decided to make a mix tape, and give it to you on your anniversary. so every anniversary just before he makes mixtapes of songs that remind him of you and your favorite songs.

︎❤︎︎ time to time. you, stu and billy get high and order lots of fast food and just talk. mostly about horror movies or gossip, or just laughing together about memories or just laughing at nothing.

nsfw

❤︎︎ getting high and it eventually leading to sex no matter where you both are. stu loves to have high sex with you because it feels so good to him, and every sensation is maxed out and feels euphoric. so he cums fast💀

❤︎︎ praises tf out of you and your body in and out of bed.

❤︎︎ making eye contact with him during sex turns him on a lot weirdly. especially when you’re too fucked out to even form a sentence and you make eye contact with him, the ruined makeup, tears from overstimulation, put it all together. cums on the spot

❤︎︎ whiny when he cums. begging for you and calling out your name in a whiny voice, begging for more.

❤︎︎ making out while fucking no matter what position >>> he loves that shit. he thinks making out is so romantic and doing that while fucking makes him giggly

❤︎︎ while you ride him he praises your body. verbally and physically. groping and leaving hickeys and kisses on your chest, neck, stomach. “God your body is perfect, how did I end up with someone so perfect?” He whispers into your skin while you moan out his name.

❤︎︎ he absolutely loves to do aftercare. whispering even more praises into your ear while he cleans you up, telling you how good you did and how beautiful you looked. he loves seeing your reaction and just loves making you feel good after sex.

taglist: @strawbearyyyyysblog @starboashee @gr4veyardg1rl @hoizerslvrr

a/n: sorry the nsfw headcanons are so sort and the sfw headcanons are longer. very touched starved rn and wanted more sfw, sorry abt that. also having major soft/fluff stu brainrot <3

[filthyslashertoad]

How the slashers would react to the reader giving them a love letter/note

Michael Myers

His face may or may not get a lil pink depending on how well you know each other.

Needs some time alone to process.

You don't see him for the rest of the day but when you're sleeping, he gently climbs into bed with you and cuddles with you.

Doesn't let go in the morning.

Clings to you for the rest of the day.

Hannibal Lecter

Thinks it's super cute.

Frames it in his office next to all of his degrees.

Tells Bedelia all about it and asks her what he should give you in return.

Ends up doing absolutely everything he can to spoil you for the next few weeks.

Frees up his schedule for you<3

Billy Loomis

Plays it off and tries to act like it didn't make him love you even more than he already does.

Feels bad when you think he doesn't like it.

Tries to make it up to you by giving you hugs and kisses and watching your favorite movies with you.

He might even offer to cook but if he does, be careful because he may burn the house down.

Stu Macher

Squeals.

Hides from you the whole day because he wants to make a card for you too.

There's way. too. much. glitter

Likes he genuinely pours a whole bottle of glitter into the card and then puts it into an envelope.

Danny Johnson

(I feel like he'd be the type of person to announce random things in a news reporter's voice.)

He'd announce that you'd given him a letter as loud as possible, even if you're in public.

Brings you a bunch of letter-making supplies.

Your letters feed his ego and he absolutely loves it.

[b-00-biez]

"Slashers with an S/o who cries when people shout at them"

Warning: cursing and a bit of angst

Characters: Bo Sinclair, Thomas Hewitt, Brahms Heelshire

Bo Sinclair

You and bo have fights but never to the point he yells or shouts at you. This time he was really angry because a victim escaped.

"I TOLD YOU TO WATCH THEM FOR ONE SECOND AND THEY ESCAPED, IT WAS THAT SIMPLE"

You bite your lip refusing to talk back as you lower your head until he is finished.

He sighed and made you look up at him. You were crying, big tears flow from your eyes as you looked at him. Your lips quivering and you looked away.

You both stood there until Bo broke and gave you a hug

It wasnt like those apology hugs your mom made you do to make up with your siblings

It was very sincere and tight

"I'm sorry doll, I don't know what came over me. I'm sorry for raising my voice at you. " he whispered in your ear so soft and gentle.

He sat you both down while you're in his lap as he caresses your back. You both stayed there holding each other in your arms.

He told Lester to find the victim which he did and killed so it was problem solved.

From today on he never raised his voice when he got angry, you both communicated better and you two would make up pretty quickly.

If any of his brothers did the same to yell at you then he would be throwing hands

All in all he learned to be gentle with you which his brothers never ever thought he could do

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas already knew you cried when being shouted at

Hoyt was never really a good tempered person and will degrade your self esteem the chance he gets but you would suck the tears back up and wont let Thomas know what happened.

This time it was something different

"YOU FUCKING WHORE, ALL THE SHIT YOU DID WILL PASS THROUGH TOMMY BUT NOT ME"

You were shivering, Luda mae was not there to save you or beat this bitch and tommy was busy in the basement.

Hoyt raised a hand at you, as you squinted your eyes to brace yourself of the impact you hear..

"Aye tommy i-i was kidding.. hehe.. your little doll there was..AAAAA"

Tommy was standing in between you and hoyt , holding the man's hand back.

Tommy almost choked him to death if it werent for Luda Mae finally getting home.

Your boyfriend kept you in his arms like a baby as he rocks you.

He mumbles and grunts to give encouragement

He wont let anyone of his family yell nor harm you

Brahms Heelshire

You weren't the best of care takers. You always followed the rules so you wont anger Brahms.

But since Malcohlm was running late and you needed the groceries you have no choice but to go to the store

You planned to just have a quick trip so that when you come back Brahms wont even notice. But he did , he saw you walk out that gate.

Brahms is an impatient man, a minute of you gone it's been hours to him. But when you come back.

He stormed screaming at you

"YOU BROKE THE RULES, YOU DARE LEAVE ME ALONE LIKE MY PARENTS?! YOURE HORRIBLE "

You tried to explain yourself with incoherent mumbles as you shake. He towers over you going silent, Hes just looking at you!

You broke down and into a ball

Brahms started to feel bad, at least you came back for him.

He left you alone and slid your favorite snack over to you as he sits on the floor with you

In his childish voice he started to say sorry , patting your head gently

If you're both stuck in this house he might as well treat you better

He hugs you not letting go until you stopped crying

-Just a quick reminder that if you experience this in real life from a spouse its best to leave them, although fights are normal among relationships they shouldnt mistreat you either way💕

[sargeant-bxrnes]

late night

summary: your boyfriend visits you after your stressful week, only to find you asleep. will that stop him? not at all. [requested!]

warnings!!: free use kink, he’s a freak tbh, but it’s billy so it checks out. | SMUT: fingering, dirty talk, slight degradation, hair pulling, praise, orgasm denial, unprotected sex. ROUGH sex.

word count: 1.9K

my masterlist | my requests are OPEN

Your week had been exhausting, stressing and overall, a mess. So many shitty things had happened that by the time Friday came you had no social battery or temptation to go out, all you wanted to do was sleep in your comfy bed, at your own place, and not worry about a thing.

Unbeknownst to you, Billy was standing outside your bedroom door, taking a peek. Originally he'd came over to your place to check up on you since you hadn't picked up his calls, however he didn't expect to see you like that, sprawled in your bed, cuddling a pillow, almost naked if it weren't for his own shirt.

Your fan had broken a couple of weeks ago, and since you were lacking cash to replace it, your bedroom was one hell of a furnace, even if the window was open, which is why you slept in nothing but one of Billy's old shirts, no panties, no bra. Your boyfriend's shirt was an oversized fit to you, so you were covered enough to not care about anything while you took a nap.

He tried, but he couldn't resist his thoughts or impulses any longer, he opened slowly the door and walked inside your bedroom without making a sound. In your sleep, you nuzzled your head against the pillow, laying on your tummy comfortably, legs slightly spread for comfort and an attempt to fight off the summer heat.

Billy stepped slowly on the cold floor, avoiding to create any noise.— his hands moved gracefully across your mattress, reaching your soft skin, his fingertips barely touching up your thigh, as he approached closer and closer to your pussy. He didn't held back, you two had a mutual agreement about free use.

Billy softly nudged your right thigh to your right, to spread your legs until they were wide enough, exposing your perfect pussy. His finger touched tentatively, and he bit back a moan when he felt the wetness, he slipped his middle finger inside with ease, beginning to move it slowly.

Upon the sensation, you moaned in your sleep, already starting to wake up, the familiar scent of Billy's cologne reached your nostrils, which is why you didn't panic, once he sensed you were more awake, he slid his ring finger in as well, slowly pumping them in and out, the squelching sounds of your wetness were sinful.

Slowly, you took a hold of your right thigh and moved it up higher, giving him more access to your pussy while you did the bare minimum, still slightly drowsy, smiling lazily at your boyfriend. "You're a jerk, I can't even have a good night sleep."

"I know, I'm the biggest jerk but you love me for it. It's okay to suffer a little bit for your man." He taunted you and started fucking you faster with his fingers, making sure his fingertips massaged your G-spot every now and then.

Your immediate reaction was to moan slightly louder against the pillow, he knew exactly how to work his fingers in a way that had you satisfied but begging for more at the same time.

"That's it, love your jerk boyfriend." He whispered in your ear, teasingly biting your earlobe as he curled his fingers right over your g-spot and began to rub your clit with his thumb.

The pleasure was so good, it was deliciously overwhelming, you let out a whimper. "I don't know if I love you or hate you for this."

"You love me. If you didn't, would I be inside of you like this? No, my sweet girl... God, you're so pretty it hurts." He kept teasing and taunting you with a satisfied smirk as he thrust his fingers in and out faster while rubbing your clit harder, with the purpose of driving you closer and closer to your orgasm.

His efforts were paying off, your moans grew louder, your hips having their own will as they moved closer to his hand, wanting to feel his fingers deeper inside you.

"Fuck, you're so needy." He placed one hand on your hips to keep them in place as he relentlessly fucked you with his fingers while rubbing your clit harder.

"Says the one who came to my place in the middle of the night to fuck me." You couldn't help but bite back, despite the overwhelming amount of pleasure coursing through your body.

"And I'll keep coming to fuck you anytime, anywhere." He growls as he picks up the pace, his fingers digging deeper into your pussy.

At the sound of his words, you tried to move your hips again, in a futile attempt to try and ride his fingers, your orgasm was just around the corner, it only took a bit of pressure and...

Feeling the way your pussy greedily squeezed his fingers, he knew you were about to cum. Billy smirked as he pulled out his fingers.

"You little shi-" You whined about the sudden emptiness in your pussy and the blatant orgasm denial, but were immediately silenced by the sight of Billy licking your juices off his own fingers—the sight made your pussy clench around nothing.

"What? What are you going to say about your boyfriend who fucks you senseless whenever you ask, hm?" There was a hint of condescension in his voice as he leaned down and kissed your neck, trailing his wet tongue along the soft skin.

You hummed softly, reaching behind you to run your fingers through Billy's hair as you felt his kisses moving to your shoulder blades. "Oh, nothing, baby. Love you."

His smile grew wider as he felt your fingers in his hair. "I love you too, princess. Now come on, I'm going to take my clothes off and fuck you properly."

As soon as he removed his weight from your body. you bit your lip in anticipation, spinning around in bed, laying on your back, your tits jiggling under the shirt from the movement, Billy's eyes immediately darting down to them. "Took you long enough."

"Well, I wanted to take my time and make sure you were all nice and wet for me." He smirked as he pulled his shirt off over his head, revealing a well-defined chest. He grabbed the edge of your shirt and took it off your body, leaving you completely naked and exposed to him, one of his hands moved to pinch your nipple teasingly.

His hands traveling down to unbuckle his belt. Not wanting him to delay it even more, you helped him remove the belt from the hoops, and then unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper.

"Good girl." He whispered as he took off his pants, pulling his boxers down as well, exposing his already hard cock, leaking precum from the reddened tip. He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between your spread legs, rubbing against your slit, coating his tip with your juices, while making sure to rub against your clit.

"Oh don't be like that-" You complained, voice slightly high pitched due to a moan you held back, his damn teasing... you could feel his tip rubbing.

"Like what?" He inquired, biting his lip, teasingly tapping his tip against your clit.

"Billy-" A perfect mix of pleasure and exasperation could be heard in your voice, you needed his cock inside you badly, and the little shithead knew it.

"You like this, don't you?" He mocked as he positioned himself at your slick entrance, rubbing his cockhead against your opening before slowly pushing inside.

You felt his cock entering slowly, inch by delicious inch, the feeling of every vein and detail of his cock was absolutely amazing, a groan escaping your lips, your back arching slightly to ease it in, seeking more of that feeling.

"Fuck, you're so tight." He groaned huskily as he finally filled you up, his eyes full of lust and desire. He leaned down to capture your lips in a deep kiss while slowly thrusting in and out of you.

You whimpered against his lips and he swallowed each and every sound, moving one of his hands to hook one of your legs over his hip, expecting you to do the same with the other one, which you did.

"That's it, squeeze me tight." He grunted as he picked up the pace, pounding into you with more force this time, dragging his hips so his cock would drag against your walls with every thrust. His free hand reached down to play with one of your nipples while his other held on to the headboard.

You mumbled some praises, what you were saying didn't make an ounce of sense in your head, since your thoughts were completely clouded by lust and pleasure, he always knew how to fuck you, so, so good.

"You love this dick, don't you?" Billy goaded as he pushed deeper inside you with each thrust, going balls deep inside you,

"And you love this pussy." You bit back, giving the same energy, clenching around his cock on purpose.

"Fuck yeah, I love this pussy, I'm obsessed with you, baby," He hissed as he felt you tighten around him. His eyes almost rolled back in pleasure as he grabbed onto the headboard harder, pounding into your pussy mercilessly. "you're mine. Nobody else gets to have this pretty pussy."

"Mmm, is that so?" You two were in an exclusive and in a a stable relationship, but a little tease every now and then wouldn't hurt, you loved to rile the man up, especially during sex.

"Fuck yeah, it's mine, you're mine." He growled as he pulled out of you suddenly, flipping you onto your stomach. His rough hands grasped your hips before slamming back inside you from behind.

Your back immediately arched at the feeling, as you moaned a loud 'fuck!', your pussy felt so full in this position, he was stretching you out so damn good.

"That's it, take it like a good girl." He growled in response to your teasing, Billy grabbed onto your hair to pull your head back slightly. His free hand slid to your front and began rubbing your clit while he continued to pound into you from behind.

"You're so fucking wet, baby." Billy cooed in a mix of arousal and teasing as he felt your juices dripping down his hand. He continued to thrust into you roughly from behind while playing with your swollen clit. "You wanna cum? Hm?"

"F-fuck," Your eyes rolled back in pleasure as he kept pounding into you, your senses in overload. "yes, please."

"That's it baby, come for me.” He grunted as he increased the speed of his thrusting and fingers working on your clit, feeling your pussy squeeze around his cock, milking it for all its worth. "Come on, cum for me."

Billy moaned as he felt your body shudder in climax, your tight pussy quite literally milking him as he also came, filling you up deeply. "That's it, that's it, pretty girl."

"You're mine. I love you." He mumbled as he pulled out of you slowly, both hissing softly from overstimulation. He grabbed the shirt you had been wearing to clean the cum that had dripped down your thighs before throwing it to the side and laying down beside you, pulling you into his arms. "That was fucking amazing."

“Absolutely.” You agree, yawning softly while you lay your head atop his chest.

"Go to sleep, pretty girl." He murmured as he stroked your hair and ran his fingers down your back soothingly, giving you a soft kiss, nibbling on your lower lip a bit before letting go. “I'll be here when you wake up."

“Promise?”

"Promise.” He nodded, his heartbeat slowing down to match yours as he too began to get sleepy. "I promise I'll always be here for you."

And to your delight— the next morning you woke up in his arms, just as he promised. Billy was a man of his word, that much you knew.

[toxicanonymity]

You wake up cold in the middle of the night. You grope around behind you to find the blanket and reclaim some of it from your man. You tug at the blanket, but he's hogging it and you can't get enough to cover yourself. You scoot back against him and grumble that you're cold. He drapes it over you and spoons you. You're too sleepy to notice the fabric is smooth and different, or that his arms are bigger. Everything's bigger. He's warm. You drift off in his arms, wrapped in his robe, and your boyfriend’s body is getting cold on the bedroom floor. 

[slash-me-please]

Hey! How are you? I just found ur account and I absolutely LUV ur writing !!

Could I request Jason Voorhees with an S/O who’s cooking/baking reminds him of his mothers? [Lets just pretend Jason isn’t a literal zombie and can actually eat for a sec,, lol]

Thanks!

TYSM. Sorry about the wait, my family has been stressing me out with some things including s****de so its been a rough while.

Jason + Michael with a Baker S/O

Jason Voorhees

You weren't too sure if Jason even had taste buds left, but he had a tongue so...?

You'd make him food anyways obviously, staying up into the late hours with macarons setting on the table behind you while you watched the stove cook your infamous angel cake.

Jason had never felt so full before you, two course dinners and ten course desserts had him stuffed to the brim, regrettably trying to stuff down just one more cookie because god- he can fit it right?

And the pound cake you make came right from his mother, or maybe it just tasted that way- but either way the thought had him tearing up and shoveling it down.

His mother approves of you, you seem as sweet as the confections you feed her son- or at least as sweet as they look- sometimes shes envious.

He'll often bring you icings or sprinkles and molds he finds in the most recent victims bags or drawers, you think its cute but a little unsanitary.

Michael (bonus!)

Has a major sweet tooth.

He won't tell you what of yours he favors, but you get a pretty good idea just by the way he'll take the whole plate with him and just leave. (He won't bring it back either so maybe invest in paper ones)

Michael very much enjoys the smell of your sweets wafting around your home, it makes him feel safe- and thats rare. He'll intentionally linger while you're baking.

He's sort of convinced himself he's only staying because no one could possibly feed him as well as you do, but you both know that's not true- its just the icing on the cake.

[thestarfishinjootsoffice]

I would like to request more slasher x reader whos on the period and is just emotionally exhausted and does a fall hug on them and sighs 😞

I actually looked up period aesthetic on Pinterest 🤦‍♀️ (didn't work, I had to instead looked up blood stain aesthetic)

Ps: why the fuck did I think it was a good idea to put blood stains pictures here, and also this might be the last post for this week and the next week, since my exams are only one week away I really need to start focusing on my studies. I love you all, byee :)

Slashers in this are: Michael myers, sinclair brothers, Jason, and lastly, Billy and stu

Warnings:

Relationship: romantic!!

Slashers with exhausted reader on her cycle!

Michael

Michael sat rested on the couch of your living room. Letting himself sink into the soft cushion. This day was particularly satisfactory by far... Except for one thing.

You were ignoring him. You've stayed in your room with food and a bunch of other stuff saying you were on your period, you've explained to him before and stuff. But that didn't give you the right to ignore him. What did he even do anyway?

Deciding thinking about why his s/o's mad at him on their period isn't his thing, he shuts his eyes and prepares to pass out.

The silence and the comfy atmosphere. Not too hot not too cold, slightly slouching to his side now that the drowsiness is getting to him. Until he hears the door open ,your door open. he quickly sits straight waiting for your figure to come into the living room.

Are you mad at him right now? Are you going to yell at him? Did he forget to do something?

He sees you enter the room and make eye contact with him for a few seconds, waiting for you to do Or say something. He becomes a bit alert when you start walking towards him, you don't seem to have a bit of aggression in your manner and you just seem... Tired.

flop!

Next thing he knows you're on top of him with your hands around his body. Sighing loudly you don't do anything and he starts hearing you softly snore.

Maybe just these few times you can physically get this close to him. He takes a few breaths before his eyelids start feeling heavy again and he starts to feel less and less energetic.

Subconsciously he puts his hand on your back as the two of you slumber into a deep sleep together.

Sinclair brothers

Bo's not really the best in verbal comfort but he sure is one hell of a good physical one. He sat on the couch reading a newspaper after a long day of being mean. Having a cup of coffee on the small table next to the couch you kinda wanted to laugh. Your overly aggressive boyfriend sitting so quietly and almost innocently on the couch on a Thursday morning is really a contradiction to his usual behaviour. But the inner exhaustion is making you dramatic. Walking over to him he notices you. "What?" He questioned, not a single sound of roughness in them. Hmm, maybe he really was in a good mood today. Taking this as your sign you grab his newspaper and then fall on him dramatically, not forgetting to hug him as you do so. Sighing as you feel the warmth of his body seeping into yours. "What do you think you're doing?" He asks a bit annoyed and a bit more confused. You place the paper on the arm rest on the couch and just continue to rest on him. Bo stays quiet for moments before he wraps his arms around your waist. "Well you could've just told me if you wanted a hug." He chuckles a bit. Let's just hope this isn't cut short.

Vincent Although can't really talk or comfort you verbally, is willing to do anything for you. Acts of service, physical touch, gift giving... Anything. Especially since you're on this painful and tiring process called "a period" He's on his bed reading a book he got from a traveller. Flipping through the pages he hears steps coming towards his room. He memorised your footsteps by now and closed his book but kept his fingers in between where he was reading. He saw you in his sight and tilted his head as to say "is there something you need?". You smiled a bit and went towards him and your body went softly crashing into his. Tightly hugging around his neck and you sigh because honestly hugging him was the most comforting thing ever. Vincent's a bit startled but rubs your back as he realises you're just tired. He kisses the top of your head through his wax mask and he starts blushing and grins when you turn to him and his cheek. He couldn't help but fall for this side of you every single time.

Lester was the best at any kind of affection. So anytime you felt the bit of sadness you immediately went to him. Today or during the cycle was no exception, trotting over to find your lovely dearest boyfriend you needed someone to lay all your love on right now. You finally saw him, Lester who was dropping by for a few days to accompany his brothers was on a couch with Vincent, it seemed they were silently discussing something. Probably they broke the wooden floor and were planning on how to tell Bo without angering him. (Impossible) besides all that, you just wanted to feel your lover's warmth around yours. Lester who noticed you after Vincent did, immediately lights up with a goofy smile. "Hey baby! How are you doing?" You instantly knew he was referring to your cycle, you gave a small smile on your tired face. You walked over to him with your arms extended and fell on him. "Woah!" He relaxes after a few seconds. He strokes your hair as you lay quietly on him. (Vincent third wheeled his way out of the room.)

Jason

It were a particularly quiet and peaceful few days camp crystal Lake. Which was a very good thing which meant a longer spending time with your undead boyfriend.

Especially since being on the flow meant more emotional draining. And although your boyfriend wasn't the warmest in body heat, he definitely was the warmest in showing you his love.

He was on a bed just resting because he didn't really have anything else to do. He didn't wanna bother you since you said you were on your period and didn't wanna risk you getting mad at him. (He would be extremely sulky.)

In his train of thoughts he hears footsteps creaking and immediately gets up, did a trespasser come into the cabins without him knowing? He grabs his machete that was on the ground and prepares for any sort of unfamiliar faces, he sees your face and sighs. He drops his machete as he realises he almost hit you with it.

You see him and stare at him for a few moments. He tilts his head and you start walking over to him and jump on him with your arms around his body.

He presses his mask against your head as you sigh. He couldn't express how much he loves you if he were honest. He strokes your head as he thinks so.

Billy n stu

You knew who to go to when you needed some physical affection. Having two people around you was more than enough.

You couldn't bother telling them about the problems and pains of your period since they're both lowkey air heads.. Just one of them is a bit smarter but definitely more sassy with a shit more attitude.

You slowly made your steps over to where you heard bickering, you saw the two of your boyfriends who you could see were talking about a horror movie most likely. You lazily walk to them, damn. They still don't notice you yet.

You decide to just fuck it and throw your body to where they were and Billy made a surprise grunting noise as Stu just yelped.

"Jesus! You fucking scared the shit out of us Y/n!" Billy exclaimed. Stu made a small "yeah!"

You just sighed tiredly. You wrapped your arms around both of them. "Well, we were just about to watch a movie. Wanna join us?" You just nodded as you felt them adjust themselves around your grip.

You relaxed after you felt Stu hug you tightly as Billy started going through the tapes with his legs around yours.

You were starting to relax until they started bickering again. Damn they couldn't shut up could they?

[markhoffmans-certified-slut]

The Slashers Asking you “What Would you Do if I Cheated on you?”

Pairing: Slasher Men x f!reader

Notes: I loved writing this chapter. I hope that you guys can enjoy this as much as I liked imagining the little scenarios for it. I am working on the start for the "Asking them to rail you" chapters, so lookout for that soon!

Characters in this chapter include: Art, Billy, Stu, Brahms, Corey, Dennis, Mark, Michael, and Pinhead.

You can find the other chapters I’ve written and will continue writing for the texting series here!

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[bella-goths-wife]

Growing old together: Bo x reader

Bo looked at himself in the mirror as he thought about the day ahead, he was finally gonna do it. Bo Sinclair was about to marry the love of his life.

It had been two years since the day you first met when your car had broken down and you came to Ambrose looking for help, that day Bo was sure he had died and gone to heaven.

You were so beautiful, you walked with confidence you held yourself with grace. You were amazing in every single way.

Bo was originally going to kill you but seeing you and talking to you quickly shooed the thought from his head. The more he talked to you the more he realised that you were not only funny but intelligent and charming.

You stayed for two years and Bo was grateful for every moment and here he was, waiting at the church for you to enter so he could finally make an honest person of you.

The wedding songs began as you entered and Bo was speechless. You were an angel, a masterpiece, a heavenly image only few could ever wish to see. Your white outfit Flowed around you and hugged your figure making you look like a lost deity.

Vows were exchanged and every soft word was encouraged with declarations of love and affection. You ended the ceremony with a passionate kiss as Vincent and Lester cheered and made the wax figure clap at your union.

About a year into your marriage the arguments started. The subject would range from Bo’s yelling to his drinking to your lack of following through when it came to Ambrose’s victims.

The fights were viscous and challenging for you both. Bo knew one night full of yelling that you were going to leave him, he could see it in your beautiful, honest eyes. They were always your opening to your true feelings.

Bo couldn’t lose you, how would he go on if the person he worshiped left. You couldn’t go, he wouldn’t handle it.

He got control of himself and for a month worked on your marriage by taking you out to dates and going to therapy.

The hard work eventually paid off as you eventually got your marriage back to its old passionate, loving relationship. He made a promise to you that day that he would forever be yours in body, mind and soul.

Three years later your belly was round and you were expecting your first child with Bo. He was ecstatic and terrified of becoming a dad. What if he turned out to be his parents? What if something happened to you? What if your body couldn’t take it.

You comforted him through these thoughts and reassured him that you and he would be fine and whatever happened, you would have each other body, heart and soul.

You gave birth to a beautiful baby girl who you named Sophia. She looked like a carbon copy of you but with Bo’s smile. She held Bo’s smile and you would constantly say that it was your favourite of her features.

You had three more children after that, two boys and the youngest was another daughter. They were raised by parents who were not afraid to show they’re playful love and they’re adoration for each other.

Everything was perfect. Everything is perfect. Everything will be perfec- Bo’s eyes snapped open, why was he being shaken? What’s happening? Where were you?

“Papa” a voice called out. Bo looked up to see a girl who looked exactly like a twenty year old you, but she wasn’t you? Where were you?

“(Y/n)??” Bo said panicked, looking desperately around the room for you. He got out of the chair he was sitting in “who are you?” Bo asked

The girl sighed “it’s me papa, it’s Sophia” she said attempting to put Bo back into the chair “your daughter”

Bo looked her up and down confused “but you got so big” he said with confusion.

“I know papa I’m twenty one” she said looking at him misty eyed. Why was she so sad? What’s happening. But before he could think of anything else one fought rushed to his mind.

“Where’s my wife?” He said panicked “where’s (y/n)?”

“Oh papa” the girl sighed before looking back at him “mama died a year ago”

“What? No…” he said as he felt his world crumble “how she was so healthy?”

“She had a problem with her heart” Sophia explained “the doctors tried to help her but by the time she was diagnosed it was too late”

Bo felt tears falling down his face as he looked at himself in the mirror behind Sophia. When did he get so old? What used to be smile creases had turned into crows feet. What used to be laugh lines had turned to wrinkles and his once dark hair had turned grey and frail.

“Let’s get you to bed papa it’s late” Sophia said before leading him to his bedroom.

When they got inside Bo noticed that the left side of the bed, your side, had laid made up while his side was more lived in.

Before lying down, Bo grabbed a photo of a young you and him from the nightstand and held it to his chest. Sophia kissed his forehead before heading to the door.

“Goodnight papa” she said Turning off the light “I love you”!

And with that he was left with his thoughts. For hours he stared at the ceiling and thought about how he was meant to go on without you.

At some point his eyes closed and he fell asleep and during that sleep his heart had stopped. Bo’s eyes snapped open to see you standing at the edge of the bed, you were looking exactly like you did the day of the wedding. You looked at him with an adoring smile.

“Are you ready baby?” You said and reached your hand out.

Bo looked at the bed and saw his now dead body let out it’s last breath. He looked down at his conscious self and saw his wedding tuxedo on his young body.

“I’m ready sweetheart” he said grabbing you hand and smiling “I missed you stupid”

“I missed you more idiot” you said lovingly before stepping outside the house “it’s time to go baby”

This time Bo had actually seen an angel and this time Bo had actually died and gone to heaven.

Heaven was wherever he was with you.

[tinybrooms]

Tommy smiling, that’s the post 🖤