#vincent sinclair x reader

[charliedawn]

There is a line with Agent Whiskey from Kingsman, where he says; "How would you like to ride home on a real cowboy? I got a six pack of cold ones on ice and my roomie's out all night. So you can scream my name as loud as you need to, sugar." And it takes me out, like that makes me flustered. So I was thinking if you could write headcanons about the slasher boys [I'd really like the southern ones too] not only see nurse Y/n treat Whiskey's injuries, but also see him whisper that line into her ear, making her extremely embarrassed but also baffled to the point her cheeks are very red.

Their reactions

Bo Sinclair

Bo heard what he said and his face snapped quicker than if the cowboy had insulted him personally. He then grinned and strutted towards the both of you before laying an arm over your shoulders.

“Right. Sorry, ‘cowboy’. But the lady’s taken. Now, how ‘boutcha go sniff up another tree, yeah?”

Whiskey was about to reply when Bo squeezed your shoulder significantly and clicked his tongue.

“…Don’tcha understand English? T’means fuck off before I go grab my shotgun and put a bullet right through that funny cowboy hat ya got on. Teach ya how a man deals with a boy. See…I did love cowboys when I was 10. But while some stay dreamin’ lil’ horsies and shit. Some o’ us grow up and manage to catch ourselves a woman. And I ain’t ‘bout to let some fuckin’ asshat smooth talkin’ cunt bitch come along and snatch what I worked so hard to get, got it?”

And as if to make it clear, Bo grabbed your behind and squeezed. You yelped and glared up at Bo. But he was having a staring contest with Whiskey—challenging him to keep going. He was staring down Whiskey like a gunfighter in the Old West, daring him to try anything else. Whiskey’s eyes flicked to Bo’s hand on your behind, then back up to his steely gaze. A slow smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth, like he was enjoying the game more than the threat.

“Well now,” he drawled, voice low and smooth as bourbon, “I don’t reckon I’m here to snatch what y’all already got. But if you wanna throw down, I’m your gentleman. Shootin’ my hat won’t teach me how a man deals with a boy. ‘Cause a true man knows how to keep a lady without usin’ his guns.”

Whiskey winked at you before tipping his hat towards Bo.

“Now, why don’t y’all let the lady breathe a second before you go putting holes in everythin’? Ain’t nobody needs that kinda drama tonight.”

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent’s jaw tightened just the slightest bit, but his face remained calm. Without a word, he moved closer to you, just enough to make his presence known. His dark eyes locked with Whiskey’s, sharp and steady like a blade beneath calm water.

Vincent’s silent message was clear: Back off. She’s mine.

He shifted to shield you subtly. You glanced up at Vincent, cheeks still flushed but now softening with relief, your fingers instinctively curling into his sleeve. Whiskey smirked, clearly noticing Vincent’s silent warning, but he gave a respectful nod, knowing this wasn’t the hill to die on.

Lester Sinclair

Lester saw what happened and glared at Whiskey. He then came forward and spat at his feet. Whiskey took a step back to avoid the shot and restrained a disgusted grimace.

Lester forced a smile on his face. “I believe s’time for ya to skedaddle. Yer injury is all bandaged up and yer car’s all better.”

“Thank you, good man.” Whiskey gave him money as if he was doing charity and Lester reluctantly took it.

The cowboy sighed and looked at you. “Well, it was a pleasure.”

He then took your hand and kissed the back of it—winking at you. Lester’s eye twitched and he was two seconds away from spurting out all the bad words Ma told them time and time again to never say. But then you took your hand away and smiled apologetically at Whiskey.

“Right. Sorry. But I think we better go home.”

Lester looked at you and smiled before looking back at Whiskey.

“Ya heard her. Now, I reckon y’all done had yar fun, whisperin’ sweet nothings into a lady’s ear. But this here ain’t no saloon for cheap pick-up lines or fancy talkin’. And me woman knows better.” Lester glanced at you with a soft, protective gaze, then back to Whiskey, his smile thinning. “Now, like I said…yer car’s ready and waitin’. Time for ya to ride off into that sunset, partner.”

Freddy Krueger

Freddy leaned back, blade-finger tapping rhythmically against his chin as he watched Whiskey get all smooth and cowboy-charming—pissing him off. A slow, crooked grin spread across Freddy’s scarred face. His eyes glittered with mischief and amusement.

“Well, well, well…Ain’t that a helluva pickup line?” he chuckled, voice dripping with mock admiration. “You sure you’re not tryin’ to steal her away from ol’ Freddy here? ‘Cause I don’t take kindly to competition.”

He stood and sauntered closer, claws twitching in that signature way. “But hey, you wanna whisper sweet nothings in her ear? Knock yourself out. Just don’t expect me to go easy on ya in dreamland.”

Whiskey’s smirk deepened as Freddy closed in, claws twitching like a restless shadow.

“Well, Freddy, reckon I’m just here ‘cause I was injured and the lady helped, am not here to start a nightmare showdown. But if it’s a competition you want, I’m always ready to play.” He tipped an imaginary hat with a sly grin. “Just remember, pal’, when you’re all claws and no ride, sometimes a smooth talker’s all it takes to steal the spotlight.”

His eyes flicked toward you, warm and teasing as he winked cheekily at you. At that, Freddy wanted to cut that cowboy’s throat. He muttered and when Whiskey walked away—Freddy flipped him off.

“Wait till one o’ my claws gets up yer ass, bitch.”

[slasherslittlesimp]

Love At First Sight- Vincent Sinclair

Vincent has spent his entire life being mistreated by everyone- especially his family. Yet he loves them with all his heart. He’s gentle and caring, the opposite of his twin brother Bo. And when it came to the idea of falling in love? Well, he always assumed that he never would since he’s almost always hiding away making his wax figures. He figured that if anyone would fall in love and have that feeling reciprocated it would be Bo- maybe even Lester. But never himself.

Until the day you came to Ambrose.

Like every unfortunate soul that wanders into his little town, you and your group immediately started exploring in search of someone to help with whatever brought you there- usually car troubles thanks to Bo. As your friends joke and laugh, pushing each other around as they waltz down the street, you linger back a few paces, curiously examining the town. Vincent watches from a far distance, hidden in the shadows. He only moves when he sees your group approaching the wax museum.

You try your best to convince them not to go inside, pointing out the closed sign. You’re ignored, however, as they head inside anyways claiming that no one was there to care or stop them. You linger on the front steps for a moment longer before reluctantly following them all inside. The frown on your face grows deeper and deeper when your friends begin disrespecting the place.

Calling the wax figures creepy. Holding a lighter to the wall to see if the building was also wax to which you promptly snatched the lighter away and scolded them. And whenever they’d pick up a small sculpture you’d take it away from them and carefully place it back where it belongs.

Vincent watches through a window, and for the first time ever he feels his heart skipping in his chest when you do your best to keep your friends from messing with the art. The second you tell them that art takes time and patience, and therefore deserves respect and should only be admired from a distance, he feels as if he might be falling in love.

Though, he’s quick to dismiss the feeling, too scared to grow attached to someone that would soon be dead and made into yet another sculpture for the museum.

What he wasn’t expecting was for his brother Bo to notice.

When it got to the point of them both hunting down your group, Bo noticed almost instantly how Vincent seemed to avoid going after you. How, while following you and another, he would focus solely on the other person while completely ignoring you. It wasn’t like Vincent was doing it on purpose, either. Hell, he didn’t even notice he was doing it. Like you weren’t even visible to him in those moments.

And it both amused and pissed Bo off.

On one hand, Vincent ignoring you gives you a better chance to escape. To get away and bring back authorities.

On the other, his brother finally has a crush on someone- someone he definitely would never have a chance with now that they’ve revealed their true intentions. Now that they’ve killed your friends.

And maybe it’s because he loves his brother despite not really showing it.

Maybe it’s because he just wants some entertainment.

But Bo finds himself knocking you unconscious the second he successfully cornered you in the church, dragging you all the way back to his shop where he straps you down in his secret little room. He leaves you there in order to go finish off the others, and by the time he returns you’re awake and terrified, tears streaming down your cheeks as you whimper helplessly, unable to even speak due to the tape over your lips.

Bo takes the time to tease you for a bit. Mentioning how you must be something special to catch the attention of his brother. How you’re awfully adorable crying and whimpering like an injured critter. How he could see the appeal to you. How he might even have to ask his brother to share (he won’t, but you don’t really know that).

When he’s had his fill of entertainment, he finally goes to get Vincent, telling him he’s got a surprise for him.

And a surprise it was.

Vincent’s eye grew impossibly wide when he walked through the door to find you strapped down to a chair. Alive.

His heart hammered away in his chest as he approaches you, taking slow cautious steps to avoid startling you. You don’t move at all, simply staring at him with glossy tearful eyes. And surprisingly enough, when he reaches out to gently cup your cheek, you don’t flinch away. No. You lean into his hand, resting the weight of your head against his large palm.

And it may have been a trick to get him to trust you.

But he knew in that moment that he really did fall in love with you at first sight. And he’s certain he’ll only fall even more as the days go by.

Requested by: @stygianoir

[dreamerimpossible]

Slashers kinks

Warnings: +18 content, dark content manipulation, obsession, unhealthy relationships, many kinks...

Characters: Michael Myers, Chucky, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Patrick Bateman, Hannibal Lecter, Vincent Sinclair, Jason Voorhees, Leatherface, Art The Clown, Jason Dean, Alex DeLarge, Kurt Kunkle, Sweetly Slasher, Brahms.

Michael Myers

I've already said in my previous headcanons that I don't consider Michael Myers to be really interested in sex. However, if you manage to catch his attention, he would be inclined to:

Hunter/Prey: This one is too obvious, isn't it? It would certainly keep its essence if that primary desire for you was awakened. Chasing and killing is something that fascinates him enormously. But since he saw you running away from him, eager for him to catch you... the feeling of pleasure went straight to his cock. Seeing you so vulnerable and innocent before him is a sight that always makes him get hard in his pants. He chases you walking calmly. Just one push is enough to immobilize you.

Corruption: Another way to awaken his sexual appetite is to be the perfect prey to corrupt. Both sexually and mentally. He would like everyone to know that you are no longer as innocent as you were at the beginning. That your skin has the name of Michael Myers marked forever.

Knife Play: A must. He will do everything to you with his knife. He'll make marks on you, both superficial and not so superficial. He'll write things on your skin, like his name. He'll be violent and brutal. Your skin will be scarred. He loves to watch you fall apart in pain and pleasure. It's a show no one else could give him.

Chucky

He doesn't actually have as many kinks as you might think. He's a man of simple tastes…

Lingerie: Coming home and seeing you in lingerie is a surprise that will never bore him. Like I said, he's a simple man. Do that, don't tease him too much and you'll have him. It's that simple. He's on top of you in an instant, he won't listen to you if you tell him not to touch him and shit like that. He doesn't listen to anyone and he'll take what he wants.

Lap dances: Literally canonical. Sit him down and do a nice lap dance for him. He'll be mesmerized by your moves. He'll have a mischievous smile the whole time. His eyes will sparkle with lust. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer. Also, it could work pretty well to make him jealous on purpose. He'll be aggressive with you back and it'll be rough sex.

Praise Kink: Praise him. Seriously. Do it. It'll boost his ego and he might give you a compliment back, telling you what a good girl you're being for him and that you're the best he could ever have. Give him your best compliments and he'll do it right back. He'll tell you that you're the best he's ever had and that he can never replace you and shit. I'm not saying he's lying, but let's just say he'll exaggerate his compliments because he's too turned on not to tell you what you want to hear.

Billy Loomis

Roleplay: The best roleplay here will be ghostface and his victim. He gets a huge turn on from seeing you in that vulnerable state, acting like a dumb girl who needs help. Every time he sees you like that he can't stand it. He needs to take out his violent frustrations on you. It's irresistible. Sometimes he won't even tell you it's role-playing, he wants you to believe he's genuinely considering harming you, it's kind of twisted. But you already knew that.

Cream-pie: He won't use a condom, he wants it to be just risky enough. He needs to fill you completely with his seed and see for a second the fear in your eyes. He will never give that up. He needs to mark you over and over again with his semen. He'll tell you how no one will love you if they know all the dirty things you've done for him.

Dirty talk: He'll tell you the worst things you'll ever hear. He'll threaten to kill you and say he won't if you agree to be his good bitch. He'll tell you all the things he could do to you while showing you his knife. He wants you to feel degraded and unable to help the pain building in your chest and the excitement you're experiencing in your crotch. He'll make fun of how turned on you are and increase the level of his insults.

Stu Macher

Threesome: At some point they'll have a threesome with Billy. It's guaranteed. He'll like watching you fuck and destroy you. The feeling of power they have over you drives him crazy. Being completely willing to him and his desires. It's all he's ever wanted. Billy, on the other hand, also likes to be in control of everything. So having you will be just another example of that. They both treat you like you're their whore, so your opinion doesn't matter much when it comes to what they do. Your moans are the only thing they care about.

Voyeurism: Watching you masturbate is something he'll do often. There will be days when you won't even notice he's there, watching you. But he'll be there. He'll leave minutes after you reach your orgasm. He likes the feeling of watching and being absolutely crazy to touch you and not always being able to. Torturously wonderful.

Phone sex: Every day before he makes his appearance as ghostface he tries to call you and say dirty things to you over the phone. He uses his voice changer. Things get hot quickly. When you ask him to go finish what he started, he just hangs up. He doesn't have time for that. He wants to leave you wanting and make you beg for him once he comes to visit you. He expects nothing less.

Patrick Bateman

Humiliation: He loves anything that involves humiliating you while he is in a position of superiority over you. It turns him on that you feel embarrassed and want to keep pleasing him even though he is fucking cruel to you. He will probably make you lick his shoes or make you cum on them. He might threaten you in your ear while they are doing it.

Master/Slave: This goes hand in hand with the previous kink. He will make you kneel before him and do everything he tells you. This could be extrapolated outside the bedroom to be honest, he is very controlling. You will always have to treat him with respect and he will punish you harshly if you reveal against him or make him feel that you have some discontent. His wishes are his command and he could openly express your position in the relationship in front of others.

Mirror sex: I suppose this does not surprise you. If he has a long-term relationship with you, he will not only enjoy seeing himself, but he will like seeing you too. It's a kind of pleasure that's been building up with you. It's become addictive to see your faces in the mirror, watching your body crumble under his touches and thrusts. He just can't get enough.

Hannibal

Discipline: I firmly believe that Hannibal will start to show his sexual kinks if he has control over you. At first, he will be totally vanilla and show no hint of wanting anything more. Later, after a while and he can see the obedience you show him, he will start punishing you sexually on certain occasions. He will discipline you in ways that will hurt. He will like to see how you change your behaviors when you feel pain. It's a good show for him.

Threesome: This one comes up again, because...he would have a threesome with Will Graham. It's so terribly obvious that it didn't even need to be put in. But it could become a recurring fantasy and something he would do more than once. The perversion, darkness, and secrets you share with each other would make him terribly hard. Having control of both of you really turns his sexual desire up. Not that you're complaining.

Begging: You have to beg him. Seriously, do it. It doesn't matter how committed you are to this. Do it. He'll like it when you get into an inferior position. If you're crying out in pleasure and need his help to have your orgasm, it'll be a nice image for him. If you're being bratty and pretending to beg him to get in the mood, he'll oblige (after disciplining you, of course).

Vincent Sinclair

Wax play: Another one that was awfully obvious. He'll blindfold you and drip hot wax over your body. Your shaky sighs of pain and pleasure will drive him crazy, but he's a patient man, he'll wait until he's satisfied and take his time, as it's the best thing he's done in a long period. He'll caress your thighs while you suppress a slight moan of pain. It's his way of comforting you, but he won't let you off the hook.

Vouyerism: He'll appreciate you lying naked while he's doing his job. He'll get distracted a few times by you, but he won't do anything until he's done. He likes to have a little desperation for you. You are the prettiest thing he has ever seen in his life, the most beautiful. And that is already a huge compliment coming from him. He wants your figure to always be in his memory. And he will keep you as long as he can.

Breeding kink: He wants to keep you and he is too excited by the idea of ​​getting you pregnant. He wants you to stay with him forever and not be able to escape from him. If he gets you pregnant, he will never have insecurities about it again and he could be with you and have you all to himself all the time. The orgasm is very strong when he paints your walls white and sees his cum coming out of you.

Jason Voorhees

Blowjob: At first, he would feel quite guilty while seeing your pretty lips wrapped around his penis. Afterwards, he would get used to it, but he would simply make you decide the pace. He would feel quite lustful and dirty if he makes you choke on his cock. He feels bad when he knows it would turn him on too much to ever do it…

Lap-dancing: His body will respond on its own when he sees your hips moving on him to the music. He will soon discover that he cannot resist you. It is impossible. His hands will grab your waist and he will squeeze it tightly. It will be very easy for him to grab you and drag you to the bed. You know it is the easiest way to provoke him, he will never be able to resist your half naked body on top of him, teasing you, without caring at all. He might think badly of you at first, but that feeling is replaced by the inevitable guilty desire. Which makes you irresistible.

Mutual masturbation: This is the best way to give body worship. He will do his best to give you pleasure and you will hear his grunts when you give him pleasure. He will become so desperate that he will want to hear your moan of orgasmic pleasure quickly. He lives to see your body tremble for him, begging him to make you cum.

Leatherface

Praise kink: He needs to be praised by you. Feeling that he is important to you and that you look at him with eyes of desire will always get him going. Praise how strong he is, how well he takes care of you, how safe you feel with him. Tell him those things and he will be around your finger. You don't need anything else.

Vouyerism: He will watch you while you touch yourself. At all times. Sometimes he will demand that you touch yourself in front of him, other times he will watch you secretly. He will like to see your fluids on your fingers and will be hypnotized by the sight of your wet and hot intimacy. He will want to enter but he doesn't want you to see him as a total pervert. He prefers to stay with the desire. At least at first. Afterwards, he will be more shameless.

Blood play: He likes blood, so it is not unusual for him to get excited seeing the blood of victims on you. You will have sex while both have their clothes and bodies stained with blood. If you ever felt shy or guilty about what they do, it quickly goes away. You're likely to be absolutely shameless afterwards. The kink quickly becomes routine, he's practically always covered in blood and will act on his impulses at a moment's notice.

Art The Clown

If I'm honest, I could have written something worse.

Free use: He'll use you at any time. In front of victims, at the mall, at a bar. Obviously he won't ask and he won't stop in case you're embarrassed or don't want to. You're his toy and the maximum compassion he'll have towards you will be to leave you alive. So, thank him. Thank him while Vicky mocks you for being a bitch. Thank him while the man dressed as Santa looks at you in horror. Thank him while you're being thrown out of that Halloween store forever. Just... thank him, okay?

Glory Hole: Obviously only he will be able to fuck you. He likes to remind both you and himself that you're just a hole for him. He'll fuck you and make cuts on your legs, making you understand that he could kill you at any time and that, in fact, it would be quite painful for you. He likes to hear your crying and how you try to escape. You're just so good at satisfying him.

Forced orgasm: He'll use toys to make you cry. You'll be on the verge of overstimulation, to the point that you can't fully control or enjoy the forced pleasure he's giving you. According to him, things aren't all that good without deep pain. So, watching you beg for him to stop is the best thing you can give him at that moment.

Jason Dean

Gun play/Gun kink: Another one that's obvious. He'll use his gun as both a show of power and a sex toy. You might see him threaten you with his gun too if you've upset him. He'll tell you that he owns you and that's why he has all of you in his hands. It's a psychological game that he loves. If you're submissive, you'll practically be drooling at his power. If that's the case, he'll become more obsessed with you.

Hunter/Prey: He's fucking good at hunting. It's a twisted game that he'll repeat over and over. It'll be much better if you use the safe word as little as possible. He'll give you time to escape and he'll play psychological games with you, saying scathing words and phrases to you. He'll find you every time and take what's coming to him. You might get too dirty if he wants to play it out in a forest.

Exhibitionism: He'll definitely fuck you before he ends someone's life. He'll do it in front of them and put on the best show. It's much better if the person watching you is attracted to you. That scenario is the one he likes the most. It's addictive for him to humiliate someone who can never have you. It's one of his many twisted fantasies.

Alex DeLarge

If I'm honest, I could have written something worse x2. Let's see, it's clear what his kinks are; among them, there is noncon. But in my analysis I doubt he does this to his partner, but this is not out of respect or anything like that, the real reason is that he needs to keep you by his side and for you to see him as your leader willingly and to follow his wishes always. For that, he needs to avoid you hating him. Therefore, he will not force you. The only scenario in which I see him doing this is if he no longer wants anything with you and needs to end the relationship somehow or you rebel against him like his droogs did. That said, his kinks:

Gangbang: Yes, he is a possessive man and all that. But, listen, give me a chance. He, at the beginning of meeting you, will not be attached to you enough to prevent this perversion from coming to light. I definitely see him being a jerk and he will definitely tell you that to enter his group you will have to sleep with everyone. I can see this happening in the first few months. Obviously none of them are detail-oriented or anything like that. Afterwards, when Alex becomes attached to you, it will no longer happen, because you will be his property.

Deep throat: If he hears you gag, it's better. He doesn't need you to try hard to limit it. He wants to hear how you struggle to take him. He needs to see the tears running down your cheeks. He needs to feel your throat every time he goes deep inside you. He won't even apologize. He'll like it when your throat hurts afterwards.

Exhibitionism: Another one that is obvious, but is a must. He needs to have sex with you in front of many people. He needs them to see how he gives you pleasure, how everyone envies him. He wants everyone to want to have you but no one can, to look at your body with morbidity, but to never be able to have you. He needs to see the look of disgust on conservative people's faces. It's his ultimate fantasy.

Kurt Kunkle

Angry sex: This will happen often. He always does what he wants and gets absolutely careless with you. So you'll be angry for a long time and the best way to let it out is by having angry sex with him. It's the only way, as he won't listen to reason and will keep doing whatever he wants. Hit him, degrade him and make fun of him. He'll let you do whatever you want. He'll laugh if you're too cruel.

Cam sex: This isn't even surprising. He'll be turned on by fame, so it will turn him on to have sex in front of a lot of people watching. He'll keep his followers happy, so he'll tell you anything they suggest he tell you. So you'd have to be pretty shameless to be with him, as you might come off pretty degraded and pretty much everyone will see you as just a sex toy for entertainment.

Sexting: They'll do this a lot too. He can't be physically with you all the time. So, in his free time he will write you dirty messages and expect you to reply immediately. If you don't, he will get upset and jealous, thinking that you are with someone else. If this happens, the sexting will become more aggressive.

Sweetly Slasher (Quinn from the time jump, obviously, from the time cut movie)

Again it cracks me up, because nobody knows this one, but oh well since I'm including unknown slashers, give me your best suggestions for movie slashers that are not included in this list so I can include them and make the list of slashers longer lol.

Dumbification kink: He is literally a genius who was rejected by a girl; so I think he will continually treat you like you are a fool, it's his way of dealing with the situation (apart from the murder, obviously). And in sex that will intensify much more. He wants to overstimulate you and make you unable to respond with anything coherent. He'll say you're his favorite fool and expect you to act like it. He will manipulate you too much to make you do the things he wants you to do and pretend to praise you at the end.

Power play: I don't know if it's really a conventional kink, but I add it because it's in character. This goes hand in hand with the previous kink. He will put you at a disadvantage on multiple occasions, as he constantly needs to make you and himself understand that he is in control of you. So he will literally make all the decisions. He knows your limits and your tastes perfectly, so he always tends to get it right.

Sex toys: He is usually very busy, so he will play with you from a distance with the help of sex toys. He will order you not to move or do anything that could distract or bother him. Just focus on the sensation he is giving you through the toys. If you behave well, he might pay attention to you.

Brahms

Vouyerism: This kink has come up quite a bit, but it is impossible not to add it to Brahms. He will constantly watch you from behind the walls. He will watch you change clothes, bathe, pleasure yourself. He will watch you all the damn time. You would practically be his entertainment and his desire for you will increase much more as he gets to know your habits and your body.

Objectification: After he watches you for a long time, he will see you as an object. It is inevitable. You are the object of his desires. Made for him. That is why if you do not react the same, things will not be easy for you. You are supposed to agree with everything he says. You are supposed to be his alone and belong to him. He will convince you sooner or later and when he does, he will make the mistake of looking at you as his sexual object every time. You will have to be strong to be able to control him.

Overstimulation: He will like it when you overstimulate him. He wants to cum over and over again for you. He likes you to try to make him cry because he is so hypersensitive. He will beg you to make him cum over and over again. It does not matter how much it hurts or how much he cries. He also likes to feel like your toy. Just play with him.

[emxisms]

hi!!! how are you? :3

can i pls have a one shot of vincent sinclair with a reader who stole his sweater and refuses to give it back? i don’t care if we’re in louisiana i want it so bad!!!

thank u <3

Hi! I'm doing good, and I hope you are too! I most definitely can write this for you. ❤︎

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝑰𝒕 𝑩𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 ...

𝑽𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒙 𝑭𝒆𝒎!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

The first time you stole Vincent's sweater, it wasn't on purpose.. You just happened to find it hung over a chair inside the house, you were cold and figured you could just throw it on.

As you head back down towards Vincent's room, Bo catches his eye on Vincent's sweater wrapped around your body. "Ain't that Vincent's sweater? Best give that back to him 'fore he sees.."

You paid no mind to Bo. He doesn't know what he's talking about half of the time, anyway.

You're finally arriving to Vincent's room. You make your presence known and plop down next to him on the mattress. Sighing softly, you smile. His sweater is soft, warm, and most of all, it smells exactly like Vincent Sinclair.

He notices that you're wearing his sweater, and he sits up to get a good view. He smiles and stares for a while. To you, the sweater was comfort, but to him, it's the softest form of surrender. You're his, covered in his scent, marked by his clothes.

"Sorry, did you want it back?" You're looking up at him with your beautiful eyes, your gaze lingering with his. He shakes his head no, "Good, I wasn't going to give it back anyway." You're giggling at him, holding the collar of said sweater over your eyes.

Vincent is quick, but not too quick, to pull the fuzzy sweater down from your eyes. His eyes again land on yours, neither of you daring to look away. The silence is humming a million love songs.

He leans in to kiss you, and you reciprocate his effort. The kiss is deep, and full of love. Almost like the universe paused everything just to watch. It felt like more than a kiss, but yet every unspoken feeling folded into skin.

You two sit there for just a moment before laying back down together, Vincent is practically swallowing you with his arms. "I love you," you're laying against his chest, hearing the thumping of his heart, and soft breaths within his chest.

He doesn't say it, but you know he feels it. He loves you too.

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It's the next day, and you're still wearing his sweater. It's cozy, and worn-in. Quite oversized on you, but it encases you perfectly.

You decide to go out for a walk. It's a warm day, and the sun is shining down upon you. Your skin glistens against the light, and your hair is flowing through the gentle wind. To Vincent, you've just come out of a movie that's too good to be true.

Of course, Bo sees you, again. When does he not? He has eyes on the whole town.

"Why don't you take that thing off? 'S hot outside.."

But you just shrug. "It's comforting. Smells like Vincent."

Bo cocks an eyebrow up, and questions your decisions. "Alright then, your choice. You're the one who's gonna be dyin'.."

Nonetheless, you don't care. It could be a thousand degrees outside, and you'd still never even hesitate to put on this sweater. His sweater.

Every time Bo sees you, he asks Vincent why he doesn't ever ask for it back. His answer is the same every single time.

She wears it better.

[tac-the-unseen]

Slapping Slasher's Ass and Running away!

Micheal Myers:

•He likes to believe he has complete control over his surroundings 

•He likes to imagine himself as a Jaguar; opportunistic, stealthy, adaptable, and an Apex predator

•And then there's you, here to snap them back to reality 

•If he's a Jaguar, you're an annoying bird that follows him 

•All this made clear when He's just standing in the kitchen and feels a hard smack on his Ass

•He whips his head around to see you, running at full speed and giggling 

•For a moment he's completely stunned 

•But only for a moment 

•He’s quick on your heels 

•In less than 10 seconds he's holding you in the air by your shirt, like holding a cat by its scruff

•You can immediately tell through the mask how pissed he is

•But for a few seconds he just leaves you suspended in the air, and soon enough he makes his decision. 

•He walks to your shared bedroom and drops you onto the bed

•You think you're in for some sexy-funtime

•That quickly washes away when Michael turns around and walk out the door 

•When you get up to follow you find that he's locks you in by putting a chair under the handle 

•This man is so sick of your shit, but loves you too much to actually harm you

•He just put you in time out while he waits for the stinging on his ass to go away

Billy loomis & Stu macher:

•When the school day ends you're walking towards the front door, you spot both of your boyfriends walking towards the door too

•With the coast clear of teachers and most other students you knew what you had to do

•You rub your hands together diabolically and begins to run towards them

•when you're finally in the perfect position, you wind your hands back and as hard as you can, you slap their ass

•They both tense up and freeze

•When they see you running past them and laughing, they are quick to give chase

•They Chase you down the field and into the parking lot

•Stu was the one to tackle you onto the grass, making sure to protect your head when you fall

•Stu pins you down while Billy catches up 

•When (a winded) Billy reaches you two he drops to his knees and starts tickling you

•Neither boy takes to seriously and think it's a playful invention to rough house and playfully fight

Thomas Hewitt:

•While he was meticulously cutting up some cow legs, you spotted a golden opportunity 

•Thom’s fat ass in perfect position 

•After circling him, carrying the same box of tools, you decide to go for the kill

•”Tommy!” You shout while running past him

•Your hand makes firm contact with the side of his rear 

•You leave a blazing trail up the stairs while Thom processes what happened

•Thom watches you run away while his ass stings 

•At most he's confused 

•He just goes back to work 

Bubba Sawyer:

•You were playing with him outside

•Running around, picking flowers, picking up pebbles, roughhousing

•While play fighting you slap is ass and run away hoping he would chase you

•instead he stands for confused 

•after an awkward couple seconds, you realize he's not going to chase you, So you walk back to him 

•You ask if He's okay and realize his eyes is watering 

•After a frantic apology and check over You managed to figure out that he's not hurt 

•Bubba Just associates spanking with being bad/bad behavior 

•He was upset because he thought you were punishing him for being too rough 

•You made it up to him by making him a flower crown 

Bo Sinclair:

•This could go one of two ways

•He could be really into it OR he could freak out

•It depends on what mood you catch him in

•One day he'll think it's sexy and want you to do it again 

•The next he'll have a PTSD attack remembering his childhood 

•It's honestly best if you keep your hands to yourself

Vincent Sinclair:

•He honestly thought you did it by accident 

•He didn't understand that you were trying to play 

•He didn't react at all 

•You have to tell him what you're trying to do 

•He gets very embarrassed about not understanding that he kind of shut down for the day 

•He remains hunched over on his desk for the rest of the day 

Lester Sinclair:

•It honestly doesn't matter what you do to Lester, He's just happy you're giving him attention 

•The man is the definition of a puppy 

•He's just happy to be here 

•So if you want to play a game of Chase, He’lll Chase

•As soon as you slap and run away he's hot on your heels 

•He chases you through a field and down the roads 

•When he catches you he's out of breath and takes a second to dry heave 

•Then he'll hug and kiss you while walking back to the Truck 

Billy Lenz:

•Billy is one of the characters you Can not hit

•You think he'd be into to quick slap, but he has the opposite reaction 

•He thinks you're planning on hurting him And will either attack you or hide 

•If he chooses to attack, You're likely going to have to hold him down until he calms 

•If he hides, leave him alone

•trying to find him would be like walking into a coyote's den

•eventually he'll come back out because you're the only person that still talks to him 

•He figures it's better to be physically abused than be lonely 

•Good luck explaining that it was just a joke 

Brahms Heelshire:

•He was acting up after you told him the grocery boy was coming today

•He was whining about how you don't need to interact with him and how the help shouldn't be seen or heard

•You remind them that you're technically ‘the help’ and he pouts on the couch 

•When the doorbell rings he immediately jumps up to try to stop you 

•You have a light bulb moment

•You get closer, reach around, and slap his ass

•You almost immediately push past him to run to the door 

•Brahms is quick to follow, but not quick enough

•You swing open the door before Brahms can reach you

•He hides just in time, and proceeds to stew behind the door.

Hannibal Lecter:

•While he was cooking up some breakfast you come up behind him and hug him

•He greets you and continues to cook 

•You two have a lazy conversation while you lean your head against his shoulders 

•Deciding he's not pay enough attention to you come up with a plan

•You steal one of his knives, slap his ass, and bolt out of the kitchen 

•He gives you about a 5-second Head start before he begins his hunt 

•In that time He turns off the stove and allows himself time to find you

•He slowly starts his prowl 

•Checking doors, behind furniture, around the stairs, and behind curtains 

•When he finds you, he pounces and pulls you into a pinning hug

•He forces the knife from your hand and kisses your forehead

•”Let me finish breakfast, then I'll spend time with you.”

Will Graham:

•While on the world's most boring fishing trip (Will Even admitted this trip sucked) You watch as no lines get tugged

•board out of your mind you decide to at least mess around 

•While Will was leaning over to check his lines you slap his ass as hard as to can, which throws him into the calm river

•You howl with laughter as Will get thrown overboard 

•When he resurfaces we comes back up with a scowls on his lips, but a playful look in his eyes

•”You suck” he chuckles while you help him back in

•As soon as he's on board, he throws you into the water and laughs

The Lost Boys:

•All the boys are up for a good chase, But they all have different reactions 

•David

-Slapping David's ass takes balls

-As soon as you try to run he has you by the arm 

-He smirks and pulls you towards him

-”Oh-ho-ho, where do you think you're going?”

-If you play your cards right he'll let you go to properly chase you 

-All’s well and good before he flies at you like a hawk

•Dwayne

-He'll let you run away But as soon as you're out of sight the game is on 

-It doesn't matter where you're at 

-The boardwalk, the cave, the forest, the beach 

-He sprints and tackles you to the floor 

-”Did you honestly believe you could outrun a vampire?” He muses

-could turn playful, could turn romantic 

•Paul

-as soon as your hand collides with his ass, he shrieks 

-He playful pretends he's wounded 

-He writhes on the ground, cries fake tears, hand over forehead

-”Why should you do this to me!” 

-”I thought you loved me!” 

-Walks around all day telling his brothers that you abuse him 

-gives you love bites while telling his tale of woe 

•Marko

-when you slap his ass he lets out a moan that causes both of you to freeze 

-after a few seconds Marko whips around 

-”Tell no one.” He says in a completely serious voice 

-You know for a fact the others would make fun of him for the rest of his unnatural life 

-Every time you're behind him, he turns around to face you So it never happens again

Thanks for reading <3

Sorry this took so long! I've had a busy week!

[calmcoldevening]

Slashers and their ways to help you relax/feel better

Michael Myers

• Michael will sit quietly next to you and just watch you. He's bad at words and expressing emotions, so just being around and listening is what he does best.

• Watch horror movies together. He will let you sit closer to him, wrapped in a warm blanket, and watch a movie. He's not scared, but he likes that you need his warmth and protection. If you're really scared, you can even sit on his lap. He will gently hold you close and stroke your thigh with his thumb in an attempt to give you some comfort.

• Michael can give you a massage. It's not like he can do it the first time, after all, he's used to killing with these hands. But he will try very hard and learn. After all, those big hands can be a lot of fun.

• He will just sit next to you and stroke your hair. He likes your hair, it's so soft and fluffy. His language is physical contact, so it's more than acceptable.

Jason Voorhees

• This cutie is as caring as a big fluffy teddy bear. He'll comfort you with hugs, awkward kisses through a mask, and just touches.

• He will take you to nature so that you can relax. The soft glow of the stars, the warm night wind, the singing of birds and the rustle of the wind. What could be better? Jason will snuggle up to you from behind and stroke your stomach and sides while you watch the shooting stars together.

• In winter, he will bring you all the blankets he finds in the camp. He will make you a mini nest to keep you warm and cozy. He will also light a fireplace and make you a couple of mugs of hot chocolate or coffee. What about marshmallows or cookies? This guy has hands, so he might as well try baking it for you with his own hands.

Bubba Sawyer

• Bubba makes you jewelry, lots of jewelry. When he realizes that you don't really like bracelets made of bones or teeth (he's offended, but he respects your opinion), he will try to find different stones, flowers and other little things for this. Bubba will even ask Drayton to buy him a needlework set! You know, this kid's set. It's gonna be a very cute pink bracelet.

• Bubba often relieves stress by taking it out on his victims, so he could very well bring you to the basement, give you a knife, and point to a half-dead victim on a meat hook. He will smile and wait for you to try. After all, it's not only fun, but it also helps him protect his family.

• He would try to do you a make up. It's a little sloppy, but he's trying. And he works really softly, so you like it. He could even treat you like some kind of beautiful doll. You know, dress you up like a princess, massage your body, wash your hair if you want. That's how he takes care of you.

• He will also do all the housework himself so that you don't have to work. He wants you to rest! And in his mask of a beautiful lady, he will make the most delicious dinner for you! And ice cream for dessert. What about ice cream with chocolate?

Thomas Hewitt

• He was never taught how to treat a loved one, and he was often surrounded by violence and bullying. That's why he doesn't really know how to please you. But he saw how you smiled when some guy gave you flowers at his mom's store (of course, Tommy was jealous, this guy didn't survive). That's why he decided to give you the flowers he found in this arid place. You liked it, didn't you?

• He could clean up the basement for you. After all, you're so sweet, you probably don't like dirt and blood (in large quantities, he means). So he'll clean up here, and then show you this place with a proud look (not much has really changed in the basement, but please praise him)

• If the victim is wearing beautiful clothes, he will try not to spoil them so that he can give them to you later. No, you're very beautiful and looks great in any outfit, but he wants to please you!

• Tommy may try to offer you his "needlework". He will cleanse the skin of blood as much as possible and will offer you along with threads, needles and beads, which he will only find. You could make a mask for yourself (without comment) or for him. He will proudly wear the mask that you make for him! It's the best gift for him.

• In addition, he will protect you as much as possible from Hoyt and the others. He won't let anyone offend you (especially any victim). Tommy is always on guard of your peace and honor.

Vincent Sinclair

• Vincent will play you some relaxing music on the radio or on a record. It will be something gentle and soft. You could dance together, just like that, without witnesses, in the silence of his basement. His touch is soft but confident, he gently guides you in this slow dance. His hands are on your waist, and his healthy cheek, without a mask, rests on top of your head.

• He will offer you a massage and some kind of wax therapy. He could have asked Bo to buy a special skin wax just for you. You're lying on the bed, and he's gently dripping wax on particularly tense areas. It's like relaxing on pins and needles or something. His hands rub your flesh after the wax, gently, gently, slowly. He wants you to feel good and safe because he loves you.

• You could do wax modeling together. It's soothing, and the warm wax feels good under tired fingers. He could add paint or some soothing oil to the wax for you, just to make you feel good.

• For you, he could put aside all his projects and unfinished wax figures and just spend the evening together. He would hold you close, stroke your back and hair while you relaxed on the bed together. Gentle kisses like tiny butterflies on your skin, a light massage and a gentle whisper. He hopes that it will really help you relax.

Brahms Heelshire

• He's going to be a good boy. Promise. At least for the next ten minutes. He will put away all his toys, things, will not be naughty. Brahms will try to obey and behave well so that you don't have to get angry and swear at him.

• He'll even let you bathe him! He'll try not to cry like a big boy, like your man. It's only advisable that you take a bath with him then. He likes your body close to his, he likes your hands in his hair. You could even shave him neatly or something (he'll be acting up just a little bit)

• He could try to cook something for you! However, after that you will have to clean the kitchen... Still, it's not worth it. But he wants to do something nice for you! Maybe he could just make you some delicious tea and get some cookies out of the cupboard and arrange them nicely. To this "snack" he can pick a rose in the garden to add some romance.

• He's very cuddly, you know. Maybe you'll feel better if you give him a good hug. He's big, warm, and soft. Like a blanket. No, a teddy bear. You could watch a cartoon or read a fairy tale together. He will behave himself.

[nobitchs-world]

Me: I love horror movie slashers

My scary ass if I ever saw them:

[macabrebatz]

HORROR MASTERLIST

Notes: I write for so many horror characters that I gave most of them their own masterlist. Some characters are grouped together by source material (like characters from the Saw films) while others get their own individual masterlist. Never did I expect to be writing for 30+ horror characters but here we are.

Multiple character posts

Pinhead & The Cenobites

Hannibal Lecter

Will Graham

Bubba Sawyer

Thomas Hewitt

Art the Clown

The Sinclairs (Bo, Vincent, and Lester)

Jennifer Check (no longer writing for her)

The Fireflys (Baby, Otis, Rufus, Spaulding)

Candyman

Steven Wilkins

The Driller Killer

Billy Lenz

Brahms Heelshire

Michael Myers

Jason Voorhees

Harry Warden

Freddy Krueger

Valak & Malthus

Ghostface

Pyramid Head

Ash Williams

Patrick Bateman

Pennywise

Jack Torrance

Tiffany Valentine & Charles Lee Ray/Chucky (human vers.)

Saw Characters (Mark Hoffman, Peter Strahm, Adam Stanheight, Lawrence Gordon, John Kramer)

Repo! Characters (Pavi Largo, Luigi Largo, Nathan Wallace, Graverobber)

The Lost Boys

The Haunt Actors (The Ghost, The Devil, The Clown, & The Zombie)

Asa Emory

Yautjas

[black-brained]

Me: I watch house of wax for the plot!

The plot:

[hyuniemyunie]

Sleeping Together

slashers x gn!reader

sfw

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(ФωФ): established relationship, cuddling, sleeping next to them.

I LOOOOOOVE BRAHMS. BUT I ALSO LOOOOOVE BUBBA. BUT I ALSO LOOOOOOVE STU. should i do aftercare scenarios?🤔 but after they got fucked/pegged😞🙏 so dom/top reader scenario😞😞 nvm im gonna do it

⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･

ᯓ★ Brahms cannot sleep unless you’re touching him in some way. He’s like an overgrown child in that sense—if you try to roll away, he’ll grab onto you immediately, pulling you back with surprising strength.

ᯓ★ Sometimes he keeps his mask on, sometimes he takes it off in the dark when he knows you won’t see. If you try to touch his face, he’ll freeze up for a moment before leaning into your touch.

ᯓ★ He mumbles in his sleep sometimes, little, breathy "stay with me"s or "don’t leave." If you answer back, even just a quiet "I’m here," he’ll calm down instantly.

ᯓ★ Sometimes, he’ll pretend to be asleep just to see if you try to sneak away. If you do? He’ll wake up immediately, whining. "Bad. You’re being bad.."

ᯓ★ He doesn’t sleep much, so you might wake up to find him just watching you. No noise, no movement—just staring. He thinks it’s comforting. (It’s not.)

Brahms is not a quiet sleeper. He breathes heavily, even behind his mask. You learned this on the first night you stayed in the mansion. He watches. Always. Even in the dead of night, even when his arms are wrapped around you, he does not sleep easily.

Tonight is no different.

You stir in bed, feeling the weight of his body pressed up against yours. Brahms clings to you, desperate for comfort, his fingers curling into the fabric of your shirt. His breath, warm and slow, fans against your neck. It should be unsettling—should send shivers down your spine—but it doesn’t.

Instead, you find yourself relaxing into his embrace, despite the feeling of his masked face resting against your shoulder. He lets out a low hum, a noise of contentment, and his grip tightens ever so slightly.

"Don’t move." His voice is thick with drowsiness, but there’s a quiet possessiveness to it.

"I wasn’t planning to," you murmur, shifting just enough to get comfortable.

Brahms lets out a sigh, nuzzling into you like a cat seeking warmth. You wonder if he’s actually asleep or simply pretending, waiting for the moment you slip away. He does that sometimes—tests you.

The old pipes in the house creak, and you feel him tense. His fingers twitch against your side. "Stay," he whispers again, softer this time, like a plea rather than a command.

You reach up, brushing your fingers over his arm. "I’m here," you reassure him.

And with that, Brahms finally drifts off, chest rising and falling in rhythm with yours, his paranoia momentarily eased by your presence.

ᯓ★ Bubba runs hot. Laying next to him is like sleeping beside a furnace, and if it’s summer? You’re gonna suffer. But in the winter? Absolute heaven.

ᯓ★ Once Bubba’s out, he’s out. Thunderstorms, screaming victims, even Drayton yelling? Nothing wakes him up unless you shake him really hard.

ᯓ★ He has nightmares a lot. Some nights, you’ll hear him whimpering, and if you rub his back or whisper his name, he’ll calm down instantly, snuggling closer.

ᯓ★ He doesn’t mean to, but in his sleep, he’ll just… roll on top of you. And given that he’s built like a truck? Yeah. RIP you.

ᯓ★ Bubba holds onto you with pure affection. He’s like a giant, overly attached teddy bear.

Bubba sleeps like a rock. A very warm, very heavy rock.

The moment you settle into bed with him, it’s like being trapped under a weighted blanket made entirely of muscle. Bubba curls himself around you, practically cocooning you with his sheer size. His body radiates warmth like a furnace, and while it’s comforting, it also means you’re at risk of overheating within minutes. ESPECIALLY in a place like texas.

His head rests against your shoulder, the sound of his soft, occasional pig-like snorts filling the room. Every so often, he lets out a little grunt in his sleep, twitching as if chasing something in a dream.

You shift slightly, trying to peel yourself away just a little so you don’t combust. But the moment you move, Bubba lets out a distressed whimper, his thick arms pulling you back in an instant.

"No, no, I’m not leaving," you whisper, gently patting his arm. "Just getting comfy, big guy."

Bubba responds with a content sigh, nuzzling into your hair. His fingers twitch against your side, gripping onto the fabric of your shirt as if afraid you’ll disappear in the night.

And so, you let him hold you, even if it means waking up drenched in sweat.

ᯓ★ Unlike Brahms’ creepy staring or Bubba’s snorting, Thomas is eerily silent when he sleeps. If not for the steady rise and fall of his chest, you’d think he wasn’t breathing.

ᯓ★ The slightest noise will wake him up. He’s used to being on high alert, and if you move too much, he’ll stir immediately.

ᯓ★ He’s not naturally affectionate in his sleep, but if you lean into him? His arm will instinctively come around you, pulling you close.

ᯓ★ Even while unconscious, his body is positioned between you and the door, keeping you safe.

ᯓ★ He may be a massive, intimidating man, but when he’s resting? His grip is surprisingly gentle. His hand will rest on your side or your back, just to make sure you’re there.

Thomas is the definition of a silent sleeper. If not for the steady rise and fall of his chest, you’d worry he wasn’t breathing at all.

Thomas is more… reserved. He doesn’t wrap himself around you completely, but his presence is felt—a heavy, solid weight beside you, protective even in rest.

You shift slightly, rolling onto your side to face him. Even in the darkness, you can see the faint outline of his face—his strong jaw, the scarred skin, the way his lips are slightly parted as he breathes in deep, steady intervals.

Carefully, you reach up, brushing your fingers over the back of his hand.

His reaction is almost immediate. His grip tightens ever so slightly. You whisper his name, just to see if he’s awake. He doesn’t respond, but the faintest twitch of his fingers against your side tells you that he hears you.

And with that thought, you close your eyes, resting against him, knowing that no harm will come to you so long as he is by your side.

ᯓ★ His breathing is deep and slow, a steady, soothing rhythm that lulls you to sleep. Sometimes, if you listen closely, you’ll hear him let out soft, almost content sighs.

ᯓ★ Jason doesn’t sleep much, but when he does, it’s light. The smallest noise will have him waking up, ready to defend you from whatever danger he thinks is lurking.

ᯓ★ He sleeps with an arm around you, keeping you close. If you try to move away, even in sleep, his grip will tighten automatically. If you somehow manage to roll out of bed, he will gently pick you up and place you back like it’s nothing.

ᯓ★ If he ever catches you watching him sleep, he’ll get weirdly flustered, shifting slightly like he doesn’t know what to do with himself.

The camp is silent at night, save for the distant chirp of crickets and the occasional rustling of the trees. You’re nestled against Jason’s broad chest, his warmth keeping the night chill at bay. He doesn’t need sleep the way you do—whatever supernatural force keeps him alive seems to have erased the human need for rest—but he still lays beside you.

Your fingers rest against his chest, tracing slow, absent-minded patterns over the worn fabric of his shirt. His breathing is deep and even, but you can tell he’s still awake.

"You don’t have to stay up, you know," you murmur, shifting slightly to look up at him.

Jason doesn’t respond with words—he never does—but his arm tightens around you, fingers flexing against your back. It’s his silent way of saying, I want to.

You exhale softly, nuzzling against him, pressing your forehead to the cool metal of his mask. He still wears it, even here, even now. Maybe he’s afraid. Afraid you’ll see him—truly see him—and decide you no longer want to be here.

So you do the only thing you can. You press a gentle kiss against the mask, just over where his cheekbone would be.

Jason stiffens, his entire body going still. Then, after a long pause, he exhales a slow, shuddering breath. His fingers twitch against your side before he pulls you even closer, tucking you beneath his chin like something precious.

And in that moment, despite the horrors of the world, you’ve never felt safer.

ᯓ★ Michael is used to watching people sleep, not actually doing it himself. He doesn’t need much rest, but when he does sleep, it’s eerily still—no tossing, no turning, just pure silence.

ᯓ★ If he wakes up before you (which he always does), he just… watches you. If you wake up to find him staring, good luck falling back asleep.

ᯓ★ Michael isn’t really affectionate, but if you lean into him or drape an arm over him, he won’t push you away. Instead, he’ll slowly adjust, letting you stay there.

ᯓ★ Even in deep sleep, if you get up to leave, he’ll wake up instantly. No words, just a heavy hand grabbing your wrist and pulling you back down.

ᯓ★ No pillows for you. He is your pillow. No exceptions.

Michael doesn’t sleep. Not in the way normal people do. Tonight, like every night, you wake to find him watching you.

His head is tilted slightly, the dim glow of the moonlight casting shadows across his mask. He’s barely inches away, sitting on the edge of the bed, just staring.

You sigh, rubbing at your tired eyes. "Michael, you’re supposed to be resting."

No response. He just keeps watching, the dark voids of his eye holes locked onto you.

You groan, reaching out blindly, fingers curling around his wrist. You expect him to pull away—Michael isn’t exactly fond of touch—but instead, he lets you guide him down. Lets you pull him into the bed beside you.

"Lay down," you tell him softly. "Just for a little while."

He obeys without protest, stretching out beside you. His body is tense, like he’s unsure how to relax. You move closer, resting a hand on his chest, feeling the slow, steady rhythm of his breathing beneath your fingertips.

After a long, long moment, he finally reacts. His arm moves—not to strangle, not to harm, but to rest against your side, hesitant but firm.

It’s the closest thing to an embrace you’re going to get.

And it’s enough.

ᯓ★ Years of surviving in the mines have left Harry with a deeply ingrained sense of paranoia. Even when he sleeps, his muscles stay coiled, like he’s always expecting an attack.

ᯓ★ Some nights, he’ll suddenly jerk awake, breath ragged and hands clenched. If you soothe him—whisper his name, rub his back—he’ll calm down quickly, grounding himself in your presence.

ᯓ★ Harry will drape his arm over you, and there’s no escaping it. He doesn’t even realize how heavy he is, but at least he’s warm.

ᯓ★ If you can’t sleep and shift restlessly, he’ll reach out—without opening his eyes—and rest a hand on your hip, rubbing slow, absent-minded circles to lull you back to sleep.

The scent of coal and metal clings to him, even in sleep. It’s ingrained into his skin, his clothes, the very air around him. You don’t mind. It’s comforting in its own strange way—earthy, familiar, him.

Harry sleeps still and silent, body coiled with tension even in rest. His arm is thrown over you, holding you close, a subconscious need to keep you safe.

You shift slightly, tilting your head to press a soft kiss to his collarbone. "Relax, Harry," you whisper against his skin. "You’re not in the mines anymore."

His breathing hitches for just a second before he exhales, body sinking just a little deeper into the mattress. He doesn’t respond—not with words, at least—but his grip on you tightens ever so slightly.

You know what it means.

You’re the only thing in this world that makes him feel human. The only thing that keeps the nightmares of gas leaks and cave-ins at bay.

And as long as you’re here, he’ll never let you go.

ᯓ★ Some nights, he sleeps curled up like a cat. Other nights, he sprawls out like a starfish, trapping you under an arm or a leg.

ᯓ★ His curls are soft but everywhere. If you sleep facing him, expect a mouthful of hair at some point.

ᯓ★ Loves touch but won’t ask for it. Vincent won’t initiate cuddling often, but if you reach for him? He’ll melt into your touch instantly.

ᯓ★ If you’re sleeping back-to-back, he’ll slowly shift closer until you’re touching. If you’re apart, he’ll move a hand toward yours, just close enough that your fingers brush.

ᯓ★ When he thinks you’re asleep, he buries his face against your neck or hair, inhaling deeply like he’s memorizing your presence. It’s both sweet and a little creepy.

ᯓ★ If you ever fall asleep working on something, he’ll carry you to bed and wrap around you like a koala.

He sleeps curled around you, his body fitting against yours like he was meant to be here. His hair is soft against your cheek, his breathing slow and steady.

You run a hand through his curls, untangling them gently with your fingers, making q soft hum rumble in his chest

"You’re warm," you murmur, lips ghosting over the top of his head.

Vincent shifts, burying his face against your neck. His arm tightens around you, fingers curling into the fabric of your shirt. You sigh, wrapping your arms around him in return, letting him hold you as tightly as he needs.

In the daylight, Vincent is silent, a ghost among the living, hands stained with wax and sin.

But here, in the quiet of the night, he is yours.

ᯓ★ Billy? Light sleeper. The smallest noise wakes him up, especially if it sounds off. If you roll away from him, expect to be yanked back within seconds.

ᯓ★ Stu? Sleeps like a damn rock. He can snore through a chainsaw massacre and not flinch. You could literally sit on him, and he’d just groan and roll over.

ᯓ★ Billy does not like admitting he’s a cuddler, but he is. He needs to have a hand on you—hip, stomach, thigh, doesn’t matter—just to know you’re there.

ᯓ★ Stu, on the other hand, is needy and will completely engulf you. He sleeps like an octopus, limbs everywhere, sometimes even throwing a leg over you so you physically can’t escape.

ᯓ★ Billy runs hot—he’s like a damn heater, which is great in the winter but suffocating in the summer.

ᯓ★ Stu runs cold and will shove his freezing hands under your shirt just to hear you scream.

ᯓ★ Billy sometimes keeps his mask nearby, almost like a security blanket. If he falls asleep before taking it off, you might wake up to him still wearing it.

ᯓ★ Stu? Nah, he flings that thing across the room and immediately collapses on top of you.

ᯓ★ Stu mumbles the weirdest shit in his sleep. Sometimes it’s a movie quote, sometimes it’s nonsense like "Dude… cows are just meat puppies…"

ᯓ★ Billy rarely talks in his sleep, but when he does, it’s always your name. Always.

The room is dim, the flickering neon light from the parking lot outside casting shadows across the ceiling. The bed is too small—way too small for three people—but that hasn’t stopped Stu from sprawling across it like a damn starfish, his arm thrown haphazardly over your waist.

On your other side, Billy is awake. You know he is. He’s too still, too aware. His arm is draped possessively over your stomach, fingers idly tracing circles against the fabric of your shirt.

"You’re awake," you murmur sleepily, tilting your head just slightly toward him.

Billy doesn’t respond—not with words. Instead, his fingers tighten against your side, pulling you just a little closer.

"You guys are so clingy," you tease, voice drowsy.

"Pfft—says you," Stu mumbles against the pillow, his breath warm against your shoulder. His voice is thick with sleep, but that doesn’t stop him from blindly groping around until he finds your arm, flopping his own over it in an attempt to keep you pinned. "Ain’t going anywhere, babe. You’re trapped."

Billy huffs, a soft almost-laugh, but you can feel the tension lingering in his shoulders. He still hasn’t let go.

You reach up, brushing your fingers against his wrist, grounding him. "I’m right here, Billy."

His breath stutters just for a second. Then, slowly, finally, he exhales. His grip on you doesn’t loosen, but his body relaxes just a fraction.

Stu, half-asleep, suddenly nuzzles against the crook of your neck. "We make the best blanket, huh? Two-for-one deal."

"More like a human straitjacket," you mumble, trapped between Billy’s intense grip and Stu’s dead weight.

Neither of them responds. Stu has already drifted back into sleep, and Billy, still silent, just pulls you even closer.

You sigh, but there’s a warmth in your chest—something safe, something real.

And in this moment, with two killers wrapped around you like you’re the most important thing in the world, you know you’re never getting a peaceful night’s sleep again.

But honestly?

You wouldn’t have it any other way.

[slashersdaddy]

Hiii! How would slashers react if their usually soft s/o ask them to kill someone for whatever reason?

OOOOHH I LOVE this idea!! give me a sec to whip something up!! (Post production edit: I'm so sorry it took so long! I had a long spell of creative rut!)

VARIOUS SLASHERS WITH SOFT S/O ASKING THEIR PARTNER TO KILL SOMEONE FOR THEM!

Includes: Jason, Micheal, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, Charles Lee Ray, Freddy Krueger

AS ALWAYS MDNI! I AM AN 18+ PAGE! THANK YOU!

Jason Voorhees:

Jason was confused to say the least- you WANTED him to kill someone? What did that bastard do?

When you first come to Jason, your usually cheerful face set in grim determination, and almost resignation- he feared the worst, that you wanted to leave him.

But when you uttered the question, when you asked him to kill someone- his already dead heart felt like it may break again- what did they do? Why did you feel the need for him to kill them?

Does he need to make them suffer? How badly did they hurt you?

It may be overwhelming how many questions he asks (signs) you.

Of course in the end he will of course kill the person- if for nothing else than because he cares for you and your mental health.

He will set you up all cozy before he leaves to do the deed, leaving you with blankets and movies and hot cocoa.

Michael Myers:

No questions asked- he is out the door.

dont even expect to be able to explain WHY you want this guy/girl dead- he will already be grabbing his weapon and heading for the door.

Of course he will make it especially painful- they hurt his S/O after all.

But once its done, he'll slink home, wrapping his arms around you from behind and burying his face in your neck, still bloodied from the asshat who DARED make you upset.

And of course he would cuddle you close, silently holding you and stroking your tummy, low growls are expected if you try to get up at all.

he probably will keep you home for the next few weeks- for your 'protection'

and he does mean it!!!

he wants you safe!!

Even in his own fucked up way <3

Vincent Sinclair:

Vincent will pause- eyes scanning you- thinking perhaps it was a joke

you HAD to be joking right?

but when he realized you weren't his stomach turned-

what the hell had this bastard done? clearly he didn't DESERVE to be immortalized- so of course Vincent wouldn't use him at all in his art

rather making Lester 'dispose' of the body quietly

he would make it painful- violent; much more than usual

Once the deed is done he will coddle you, showing you little sculptures, or if you are interested in art- draw and paint with you, his watchful gaze never leaving you- you were his messiah, his god/dess you were his everything-

he would make sure you were safe.

even though he would usually leave this to his brother, it's personal now

Lester Sinclair

Now Lester, he's taken off gaurd by this request, you his sweet lil angel cakes are asking him to off someone?

But of course he won't tell you no.

He will make sure to get his Bowie knife all ready to 'take ojt the trash'

He will ask how painful it should to be

If your crying when you ask, even more reason for him to make that bastard suffer worse than they made you suffer.

Bo Sinclair

Bo doesn't ask anymore questions.

All he needs to know is when where and who.

Of course he will make it painful

And of course he will make the fucker suffer, maybe he will even remove a few fingers to torture them.

He wants his partner happy, so hearing you ask him to kill someone sent him off the fucking rails.

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba sees red

Why would you of all people want someone dead?

Unless they hurt you real bad.

That makes him really angry

He doesn't like the idea of you being hurt, let alone someone else hurting you so bad you don't want them alive anymore.

It will be painful

And slow

He knows how to kill fast, so it stands to reason if he doesn't hit vital points he can make them suffer longer

Thomas Hewitt

Tommy sees red, very similar to bubba

Except he will put on a full on manhunt for the fucker

Using more phycological methods first, stalking them like prey

Before snatching them up and ending them brutally

Charles Lee ray

An excuse to kill some sad mother fucker? Gladly.

But when he sees the tears in your eyes, the way you are shaking, it's personal.

It isn't any longer something to waste time.

This fucker hurt his partner.

This bastard dated touch what was his.

Honestly he will probably fillet the fucker

Freddy Krueger

He won't make it easy.

He will torment the bastard for weeks in their dreams before finally striking.

And of course he won't let you forget that you asked him to kill someone

Of course he is worried, he doesn't fully grasp what the sudden change was about, but he doesn't mind killing for you.

[charliedawn]

How would they confess to you ?

Michael Myers:

He doesn’t say it. Not out loud. But his gaze…the way he looks at you? It speaks for itself. One night, he simply tears out a page from his notebook and pushes it into your hand before walking away. It just says:

You’re the only one I never once wanted to hurt.

And in tiny letters below:

I love you. And one day, I promise you—I will be able to tell you straight from my mouth. But until then? Please. Wait for me, Y/N.

You look up—but he is already gone. You smile as you press the page to your heart. Wait? Of course you would wait. You would be patient. An eternity—if it is what he needs. Because you know Michael is worth the wait. He is the one who made the greatest effort to finally be able to get away from his bloody tendencies. He has grown so much since the time you met and you couldn’t have been prouder.

Jason Voorhees:

He tries to carve it into wood, but messes up the letters. He panics, tosses the piece aside, then quietly places his huge hand over his heart and taps twice—once for you, once for him. You smile and your eyes soften as you realize what he is trying to say.

“…Y/N and Jason…always forever?”

He nods. Slowly. Then holds your hand like it’s breakable. You never needed words to communicate. Only your hands. And the way he holds yours? It is the clearest he’s ever been. You close your fingers and smile at him with tears in your eyes. Always. Forever. You would remain by his side. He seems to understand what you want to say and tears up before embracing you tightly. You laugh and embrace him just as tightly.

Thomas Hewitt (Leatherface):

He can’t say the words. But one day when you’re crying and pushing him away, he suddenly grabs your hand, taps his chest hard, and points to you. He wants you to know that he is here, that you have him there. He wants you to feel what he feels whenever he looks at you. You’ve never seen him so desperate, so afraid. He growls low, pleading.

You whisper, “You love me?”

He nods, tearing up. He then looks up at you with more emotion you’ve ever seen in his eyes and then…He holds you. He wants you to feel his heart hammering in his chest. He wants you to understand. And you do. You hold him back and bury your face in his shoulder. Your heartbeat matches his as you both tear up. No matter how much a monster he is, you know that caring for him would never be a mistake…

Bubba Sawyer:

He blurts it out. It’s awkward, rushed, squeaky:

“I love you! I mean—I don’t, but I do—I mean—ah!”

He slaps both hands over his face and spins in a circle, squealing.

“Bubba?” You try calling him, but he starts spiralling and shakes his head. He doesn’t know why he said that. What is he supposed to say now? What is he supposed to do? What if you do not feel the same? What if he finds himself alone? What if—?

You pull him into a hug. He freezes and finally melts into it, whimpering, “Love you,” over and over again.

Bo Sinclair:

He says it in the middle of a fight. He grabs you by the collar and you close your eyes, but his next words snap them right back open.

“Damn it, Y/N! You think I’d care this much if I didn’t love you?!”

You both freeze. He stares at the floor, jaw clenched.

“…Well. Now you know.” He releases you. And when you go to walk away, he grabs your wrist and whispers it again—soft, trembling:

“I love ya, sweetheart. So even when I act like a complete asshole or a senseless pig…know that one thing’s for certain—I love ya like a damn fool.”

He then brushes your knuckles with his thumb and smiles.

“Like a goddamn fool.” He repeats and presses his forehead against yours. You stare into his eyes and sigh. Because you know there’s nothing you can do about it now. Because no matter how much of a bastard he is, you do care about Bo. And the smug bitch knows it too when he kisses your forehead and you feel the smirk on his lips. “…And ya know what else? I believe that for the first time, my heart and brain agree on somethin’. Y’are the best fuckin’ choice of my life. Because I know ya. And I know that my heart is safe with ya, darlin’.”

Vincent Sinclair:

He leads you to his studio. Points to a sculpture—it’s you, but with wings. Glowing. Beautiful. He taps his chest, then the sculpture’s heart. Then gently points to you. You blink. “For me?”

He nods. Then starts fidgeting. He won’t say it. He can’t. He decides it is best to leave before he makes a fool of himself…but then, he hears the voice of his brother in his head ‘Fuckin’ coward. JUST TELL ‘EM, YA DUMBASS PUSSY!’

That did it. In a matter of seconds, he is back in that room and grabs you before kissing you senseless. Voice Bo is right. He is a Sinclair! Time to act like it.

Lester Sinclair:

Sweet, twitchy, uncertain Lester. He doesn’t think he deserves love—but he falls anyway. Hard. He builds you a gift—handmade from found scraps: a little wooden animal that somehow looks exactly like you. He stammers when he gives it to you.

“I ain’t real good with words or…or people. But I like ya. A lot.”

He scratches the back of his neck, face red.

“I think ‘bout ya all the time, Y/N. You’re the only person that don’t make me feel like garbage. I love ya, Y/N. I know I ain’t the smartest or the cleanest, but…I’d treat ya right.”

His voice is trembling. He won’t look at you.

“You don’t gotta say it back. Just…just know it, alright?”

If you hug him, he melts. Absolutely just collapses into your arms. He was never anyone’s favourite. But knowing that he is somewhere in your heart? That makes everything right. He doesn’t care if he is not the favourite, as long as he has a place in your heart—no matter the size. As long as he matters…

Norman Bates:

The first time he realized he loved you, Norman felt sick. Because he didn’t know what to say or do. But with time, he learned to accept it. But when he actually tells you? It slips out while he’s brushing your hair.

“You’re so beautiful…” He stops, heart racing. “I—Y/N—I love you. I—I’ve loved you since you walked through the door.”

He grabs your hand, eyes desperate.

“Please say you feel it too.”

He sits across from you, hands in his lap, shaking like leaves. Then—

“Mother doesn’t like this. She says I shouldn’t. That no one ever stays.”

You gently reach for his hand. He flinches, but lets you hold it.

“But I love you. I know I do. I feel it. I see it when you smile.”

His voice lowers, soft and scared:

“I don’t want to lose you. I’ll be good, I promise. I’ll protect you from her. From me.”

He’s shaking when he tells you. Palms sweating, eyes flicking side to side like Mother might appear at any second.

“She won’t like this…but I don’t care anymore.” He looks up, desperate, broken.“You make me feel safe. You make her go quiet. And even when I’m at my worst, you don’t run.”

He grips your hands tightly—almost too tightly.

“I love you. And I don’t want to hide it anymore. If that makes me a bad son, then fine.”

Your eyes widen and you smile before hugging him tightly. He is shaking, but finally hugs you back. And for once, he doesn’t hear Mother anymore…Everything is quiet—peaceful.

Freddy Krueger:

He leans against a wall, arms crossed, smirking like it’s all a joke.

“So, let me get this straight—me, Freddy freakin’ Krueger, in love?” He scoffs. “Ridiculous, right? Absolutely deranged.”

Then his smirk fades just a bit. His voice softens.

“But when you talk to me like I matter…when you laugh at my stupid jokes…” He glances at the floor, foot twitching. “I haven’t felt like a person in a long time. But around you? I kinda want to be better.”

He tries to joke about it first. “I mean, I guess you’ve got me wrapped around that pretty little finger of yours.”

You just stare. He finally groans.

“Ugh, fine. I love you, alright? There. I said it. Happy now?” He then mutters something about “being doomed” before looking up at you. He then smiles. “Ya know what’s even more fucked up? I don’t give a damn if ya don’t feel the same. Because knowing ya? Shit. It changed my life. So…Thank ya, gorgeous. No matter if I got a shot or nah.”

You stand up. He is waiting for the slap—he expect it. What he doesn’t expect is your arms around him and the soft press of lips against his cheek. He takes a few steps back and seems dumbfounded before his hand slowly lifts to his cheek—the one you kissed. He then stares at you and a smile replace the dread he felt. And for a moment, Freddy is speechless.

Pennywise:

He says it like a game. “You taste different. Sweeter. Makes me wonder…”

He circles you. “Maybe it’s ‘cause I love you.”

You laugh. “Is that real or a joke?”

He stops, serious for once. “Real. Very real.”

He watches you silently for a long time—his form flickering between monstrous and man. Then, his voice—so old and deep it echoes inside your bones—rumbles:

“I have existed for eons. I’ve consumed joy and sorrow alike. But I’ve never…known this.” He kneels before you, head bowed, claws retracted. He raises his golden eyes to meet yours. “I love you, little light. And it terrifies me.”

Then back to teasing in a flicker as he starts laughing:

“But don’t tell anyone. It would ruin my reputation.”

You smile and he vanished in a poof. You do not know if he was serious. You only smile and go about your day. Pennywise is an odd and rather lonely creature and for him to tell you that? It must have taken a lot of courage. You won’t try to emotionally confuse him by telling him that you love him too. The poor dear would go ‘giant spider’ in the living room.

Penny:

He pops up beside you in a flash of white and grey, a balloon tied to your wrist. He’s smiling wide, but his eyes are glassy. “Do you feel it too? That twisty thing in your belly when you look at me?”

He twirls, stopping suddenly. “I thought it was hunger at first. But it’s not. It’s…it’s YOU.”

He leans in, breathless with excitement. He sings it. Badly. Like a lovesick idiot. “Y/N, Y/N, you’re better than any human in the WORLD~!”

You gasp, laughing. “Penny—”

“I love you!” he yells dramatically, arms open.

Then whispers, “Don’t leave. Ever.”

It’s the most serious he’s ever been.

“I used to eat love. I didn’t understand it. I didn’t want it.” He leans forward, whispering like a secret. “But now I want to protect it. And I think…I love you. Is that what this burning in my chest is? I don’t know. I don’t…”

He starts stammering and his eyes are unfocused. You know what that means and immediately tap his cheeks. “Penny. Stay with me, yes? I…cannot answer you for I have no idea if your feeling is the same as mine. But I do care about you. A lot. Now stay focused on me and do not let your mind wander, yes ?”

Instead of answering, he pounces on you and kisses you messily. Your eyes widen and you know that pushing him away would make him either angry or upset—so you decide to stay as still as possible. Once he is done, Penny pulls away and grins widely.

“I LOVE YA! NO DOUBT NOW!”

You blink twice in astonishment before laughing. He laughs with you.

Brahms Heelshire:

He doesn’t say it with words at first.

He brings you his favorite book. He leaves notes in his handwriting next to your bed. He starts humming near your door at night, not to scare you—but to remind you he’s there.

One evening, you find him sitting cross-legged in the hallway, mask in his lap, looking lost.

“You…you don’t go away,” he says quietly. “Everyone else does, but you don’t.”

He crawls closer, tugging at your sleeve like a child. “I want you here. Forever. With me. In the walls, in the house, in the hospital, in the dark, I don’t care.”

A whisper:

“I love you.”

Then louder, braver:

“I love you so much it hurts when you leave. Y/N…I need you. I love you. I do. Please don’t leave me.”

You are taken aback before smiling and wordlessly kneeling to be eye-to-eye with him. You then gently kiss his forehead.

“No matter what, Brahms. I will NEVER abandon you.”

His eyes widen and he tears up before tackling you into a hug. You chuckle and hug him back.

Jack Torrance:

It comes after a breakdown. He’s pacing, manic, muttering. Then he grabs you. “You—you steady me, Y/N. No one else ever has. No one else ever could.”

He presses his forehead to yours.

“I love you.” He almost sounds afraid as he suddenly pulls away and shakes his head. “Don’t let me ruin this. Don’t let me ruin you.”

And then, he starts laughing and backs away.

“Kidding. Yeah, it was a joke. Can’t believe you fell for that. Ahah. Got you good.”

He then walks away and his smile falters. He blew it. Welp, back to whiskey. But then, he feels a pair of arms embrace him from behind and he stops dead in his tracks.

He doesn’t react at first. But then…he slowly raises his hands to yours and smiles.

“…I said it was a joke, darling.”

You do not answer. You only tighten your grip around him and he takes a shaky breath before chuckling.

You always could see right through his lies.

Chucky:

Chucky’s confession is pure chaos and fire.

He flirts nonstop, cracks dirty jokes, annoys the hell out of you—but one day, you get hurt. And he loses it. After making sure you’re okay (with many curse words and threats), he corners you in private, pacing.

“Listen—I ain’t good with this sappy crap, alright? I’m not Romeo, I’m not soft, I don’t write fuckin’ poetry.”

He kicks the wall.

“But when you got hurt, I wanted to burn the world. And when you smile at me, I forget how to breathe. So yeah…I’m in love with you, you little shit. You happy now?”

Then he flicks your forehead and mutters, “Say it back or I’ll cry, and no one wants to see that.”

You are taken aback before smiling and crossing your arms over your chest. “Not unless you apologise for calling me a little shit.”

He is dumbfounded and huffs a laugh. “Seriously? I just told ya I loved ya.”

You arch an eyebrow at him and he rolls his eyes.

“Fine! Fine. M’sorry. Now just say it back…m’kay?”

You smile and take him in your arms. “Good doll.”

He blinks before burying his face in your neck and smiling. He never liked anyone calling him that…but he would allow you. Just this once.

Five Hargreeves:

Five would act like it’s nothing. Like he’s too old, too experienced, too tired for feelings. But one day you catch him staring. His voice cracks a little when he finally lets it out. “I’ve lived over a hundred lives, and none of them have felt real until you walked in.”

He turns away. Pretends it didn’t hurt to say it. “I’d kill for you. I’d burn time itself for you. That should tell you everything.”

If you try to hug him, he’ll freeze. Then—very slowly—wrap his arms around you, burying his face in your shoulder. “Don’t ever leave me. You’re the only constant I’ve ever had.”

He then stops and pulls away to start pacing around. He runs a hand down his face.

“I’ve never cared this much about anything. Or anyone. Not since my family. You—” He exhales. Looks you dead in the eye. “You are the only person who makes me believe all this might be worth it. I love you. And I’m not losing you.”

Then he hugs you again tightly, burying his face in your shoulder before anyone sees him cry. He loves you. And he knows you love him too. Just by the way you hold him…he knows.

Arthur Fleck (Joker):

It builds up like pressure in a bottle. He talks about you to his imaginary friends. He writes your name on walls. He dances after talking to you.

One night, after a long silence, he looks at you like you’re the only person left in the world.

“When the whole world laughs at me, you laugh with me. You see me. You don’t look away.”

He starts crying—then laughing—then smiling through the pain.

“I didn’t know what love felt like until you smiled at me. I think I love you. No…I know I do.”

He is shaking and you do not hesitate before taking him in your arms. He smells like cigarettes and paint and misery…but you still hug him. You hug him and he clings to you. Because after years of having nobody to trust or love…Arthur Fleck finally does.

Patrick Bateman:

He doesn’t confess like a man in love—he confesses like a man losing control. He takes you out to dinner. Expensive, cold, sterile. You look perfect. He looks like a magazine cover.

Then, back in the apartment.

He doesn’t look at you. He stares at the wall.

“Do you know what it’s like…to not be sure if anything you’re feeling is real?” He breathes hard. Unsteady. “I’ve lied to everyone. Every single person. I don’t even know who I am. But when I’m with you…”

He pause and his hand twitches.

“You know, I had everything. Money. Sex. Power. But none of it ever made me feel… anything. Until you.”

His jaw clenches.

“I would kill for you. I would die for you. That’s not normal, is it?” His eyes are empty, but his voice shakes just slightly. “But you make me feel real. And I do not know how to…handle that. That feeling.”

You stay immobile and smile. You then shrug.

“Your feelings are yours, Patrick. It is new. But that doesn’t mean it is bad.”

He stares at you for a moment before the urge takes hold of him and he faces you for a moment before suddenly pulling you into his arms. You do not try to pull away and Patrick closes his eyes.

“…Stupid feeling. Stupid and unnecessary.”

You chuckle and hug him back.

Eddie Munson (Ghostface):

It doesn’t happen when he’s masked.

That version of him? The Ghostface persona? That’s for the fear, the fun, the power. But you? You’re not part of the game. You’re not a victim. You’re his. And he doesn’t want to scare you…not really.

It happens one night after he almost loses you. Maybe it’s a close call—someone else comes after you, or you’re nearly caught in one of his traps, and he hadn’t meant for that. You’re yelling, he’s pacing, and the mask is off. He’s sweating, trembling, panicking.

“You think I’d ever let anything happen to you?” he snaps. “You think I could?”

You tell him he’s being reckless. That he’s scaring you. He stops. And he whispers—almost like a confession slipping out before he can stop it:

“…I love you.”

Your heart stops.

His eyes go wide, like he didn’t mean to say it out loud. He starts to fidget, rings clinking on his fingers, nervously laughing under his breath.

“Shit…okay. Alright. I didn’t—didn’t plan to say it like that. I had a whole speech.” He pulls a crumpled note from his back pocket. “I was gonna say something about stars and knives and mixtapes…”

He looks at you again.

“…But that’s the truth. You’re it for me, sweetheart. You’re the only person I’ve ever wanted more than the kill.”

Then he leans close. Tilts his head. Smirks.

“So. What’s it gonna be? You gonna break my twisted little heart? Or kiss me so hard I forget where the knives are?”

You smile and wordlessly open your arms.

He scoffs, but hugs you nonetheless. “…I said kiss, but that’s okay too. I guess.”

Bonus

The common room is dimly lit, the storm outside tapping against the windows in soft warning. Rain streaks the glass, but inside, there’s warmth—flickering lamplight, the soft hum of the old heater, and the presence of them.

Your boys.

One by one, over weeks…months…they’d confessed. In their own ways. Some in whispers. Others in shouts. A few in the language of protection, gifts, or long, aching stares.

And now—they’re all here. Waiting. Watching you.

Jason, his head slightly bowed.

Michael, standing like a statue but watching so closely.

Bo with his arms crossed, tense.

Brahms sitting on the floor by your legs, clutching the hem of your scrubs.

Eddie—the Ghostface mask clutched in his hands like a shield he forgot how to use.

Even Freddy’s unusually quiet. Penny’s not laughing.

Chucky paces.

Patrick just stares.

Vincent’s fingers twitch near his sketchpad.

Five doesn’t blink.

They’re waiting for something. For you.

You take a shaky breath. Your heart pounds so hard you swear they can all hear it. You step forward—just enough that they feel the shift. You look at each of them, one by one. And your voice trembles.

Your lips part, but your voice trembles.

“I never expected this.” You step forward, gaze sweeping over the room. “I came here thinking I’d just help. Just be a nurse. Just do my job. I told myself I wouldn’t get attached… that I’d stay professional.”

Your voice catches. You shake your head and laugh, breathless.

“But you all ruined that plan.”

Chucky smirks. Bubba shifts. Thomas clutches the edge of a chair like it’s the only thing keeping him steady. Five’s jaw tightens.

“You’ve all given me more love than I ever thought I’d deserve. You scare me sometimes—God, do you scare me. But...” You try to stay calm, but your voice cracks as you continue. “I love you. I love all of you. More than I thought I’d ever be capable of loving anyone. I…I never thought I’d love anyone like this. Certainly not my patients.”

Silence. A few of them flinch. Eddie bites his lip. Jason lifts his head. You continue.

“But I do. I love you all. So much more than I thought I was capable of. You’ve broken every rule I made to protect myself, and I—”

Your throat tightens.

You try to breathe.

You can’t stop the tears.

“I will always love you. Even if I’m gone. Even if this place disappears. Even if the world forgets your names. I won’t.”

A sob escapes before you can swallow it. You raise a hand to your mouth. Tears trail freely now.

That’s when some of them move.

Jason, first. He steps forward and gently places a hand on your shoulder—huge and trembling. Then Bo grabs your other hand and squeezes it, tight. Eddie sinks to his knees, mask forgotten, and wraps his arms around your waist like he can anchor you. Brahms leans into your hip, clinging. Michael gently places his forehead to the back of your head.

Freddy mutters, voice hoarse, “…You sappy cunts.” But he turns away, wiping his eyes.

Chucky grumbles, “I ain’t cryin’. You’re cryin’.”

Five sighs, quietly stepping closer and whispering, “That was really stupid…and beautiful.”

Vincent simply touches your arm—gentle, like glass.

And Penny? Penny laughs through the tears in his eyes. “You really do love us. Your mind. It is clear as day.”

You’re wrapped in a dozen forms of love. Broken, violent, misunderstood souls who’d clawed their way into your heart. And tonight, you finally admitted what they already knew:

They’re not just your patients.

They’re your family.

And you? You’re their everything.

Arthur smiles, trembling. Lester’s lip wobbles.

And when you cry, really sob with all the tears in your body, they all move at once. They don’t rush you—they circle you. Arms. Warmth. Gloved hands. Large shoulders. Soft apologies. Grins. Gentle shushes. Someone wipes your tears. Someone else places their forehead to yours. They don’t speak much.

But you know. They heard you. Your knees buckle, and you collapse onto the floor—laughing, crying, breathless. The laughter spills out like a shaky, joyous song, tears streaming down your face. And then — almost as if they can’t bear to be anywhere else — they fall too. One by one, they tumble towards you.

Jason lands beside you with a heavy, protective thud.

Brahms slides down, his porcelain mask clattering softly.

Freddy grins, falling with a careless, teasing laugh.

Vincent and Bo collapse on either side like twin shadows.

Chucky scrambles over, small but fierce.

Arthur sinks down, his tears mixing with yours.

Five drops beside you, arms wrapped around you like a shield.

Eddie lands last, mask off, smiling wide but gentle.

You’re buried under their weight—literal, figurative—crushed beneath their love and their presence.

And you don’t care. Because this is home.

You laugh through the tears, breath catching in your throat, heart so full it might burst.

“I’m not going anywhere,” you whisper. “Not ever.”

They’re your chaos. Your calm. Your broken, beautiful family. And in this moment, crushed beneath them, you have everything.

[slasher-fxcker]

Slashers S/O falling asleep on them

A/N: Just a quick little drabble of me fantasizing about our favourite slashers. I am still working through requests so please don't think I am ignoring you guys! They are coming :)

Billy Loomis

· Billy isn’t sure how to react at first, if you are around people sorry but he’s not going to tarnish his reputation with these soft moments. But if you're alone he will be conflicted.

· He’s not used to soft moments and he likes to be in control of any affection. He tries to keep it light like hand holding or sexual to try and keep you at a distance. So, this makes him sort of short circuit.

· Once he decides to allow it, it takes him a while but he does eventually relax into the embrace. He hates to admit that it is comforting, you make him feel secure and that worries him.

· He probably won’t sit for too long and may move eventually, he won’t disturb you but will leave you on the couch to rest.

Bo Sinclair

· Bo will never ever admit to this but he loves your soft affection, even if it’s only when you're asleep that he embraces it. He will pull you closer to him and wrap his arm around you. It’s the time he will let his guard down and let himself truly feel.

· If his brothers walk in he’s going to act like it’s a hassle, but even they know he doesn’t really mean it. Will also probably whine at you about it later.

· Bo loves you but he won’t admit that yet, even if you question it sometimes just know that you don’t get to see the way he looks at you like you're his world, or how your cute sleepy expression grips his heart. It’s these times where he thinks maybe he should be nicer to you, it’s now when he realises that he needs you even if he’s not ready to admit that.

Jason Voorhees

· Jason will not move a muscle if you fall asleep on him, you may as well be leaning on a comfier version of a statue. He wouldn’t do anything to wake you up.

· Barely breathes in fear or disturbing you. This man adores you and if you need sleep you're going to get it.

· If there are any trespassers he is going to be even more brutal than usual, how dare they disturb this intimate moment with his loved one. He lays you down as gently as he can, lucky you're a heavy sleeper.

· Jason will make quick work of the trespassers so he can get back to you, sure you may wake up with some leftover blood on you but it’s all worth it in the end to be in Jason’s arms.

Jesse Cromeans

· Jesse gets a small smirk on his face when he realises you’ve fallen asleep in his lap while he’s completing some paperwork. He will hold you while he works, occasionally stroking your hair and placing his chin on your head.

· You seem so small buried into his chest, it reminds Jesse how delicate you are and how protective he is of you to keep you here with him.

· Jesse is a busy man so its highly likely that he will end up having some sort of work that pulls him away from this intimate moment. He will carry you with ease to your bed and cover you in blankets to keep you warm until he can return.

· Won’t leave without placing the gentlest of kisses to your forehead and watching you snuggle in.

Lester Sinclair

· Lester is a busy man, he loves your affections but try to catch him when it won’t interfere with his day or piss Bo off. He will put your affections first and that can often get him in trouble with his brother.

· This man is the cutest cuddle bug, he will hold you for as long as you want. Will wrap you up in his arms and put a movie on, he is definitely the most chill out of the slashers when it comes to this kind of affection.

· Expect him to occasionally cover your face in soft kisses, the small smile it puts on your face gives him the cheesiest grin. Part of him wants you to hurry up and wake up so he can give you more affection, but don’t worry he wouldn’t dream of waking you.

· Lester cherishes you and when you wake up still in his arms expect to give him all of your attention for a while.

Michael Myers

· Do you like sleeping on the floor? Because that’s where you will end up if you fall asleep on Michael when he’s not in a very good mood. He’s an asshole. He does love you, but you don’t get to be affectionate without his approval when he’s in this kind of mood.

· If you catch him on a good day he will simply let you rest against him, most likely sitting still and watching you sleep.

· He thinks you're naïve to trust him when you're in such a vulnerable state, how he could hurt you at any moment. He likes to pretend that he could but you both know he would never do anything to hurt you. Not now that he had let you in.

· If you wake up to his head resting against yours as you both find comfort in the slight affection he will jump up and storm off as soon as he notices you're awake. Don’t bring it up unless you want him to pout for a while or threateningly glare at you from across the room. He will pretend it never happened.

Stu Macher

· Stu had always been a night owl, and it didn’t help he spent a lot of his nights out with Billy.

· You would wait up for him a lot at his place, flicking through the channels of the tv and waiting for that familiar click of the front door. He would instantly come and join you, arms open and waiting. He always missed touching and holding you.

· Would probably ramble on and not realise you were sleeping until he notices you aren’t answering him anymore. The cheesy smile this boy gets when he realises you're asleep.

· He will probably just watch you for a while, moving the hair out of your face.

· Stu is the type of guy to draw on people’s faces while they sleep, but with you he will just gently trace your features or draw small love hearts with his finger, laughing quietly to himself as your nose crinkles at the feeling.

· He wouldn’t move you, he loves holding you in his arms, keeping you close to him. Will for sure tease you about it later though.

Thomas Hewitt

· Thomas just melts when he feels your head rest against him. He knows how tiring it can be working in the heat, so he will let you rest for as long as you need to.

· He will blush if anyone else sees the two of you, but he’s still not moving.

· Thomas could hold you like this forever, but he worries that the couch isn’t the comfiest place to spend the night so he will carry you upstairs to your room, this man just wants what is best for you. He tries his best to be as gentle as possible when he lays you down, not wanting to wake you.

· He stands up to leave but notices you clinging to his shirt, the crinkle in your brow showing you're clearly not happy with the loss of contact. He lets out a husky huff before climbing into bed next to you, he melts under your touch and the thought that even in your sleep you need his touch.

Vincent Sinclair

· He stills immediately when he feels the contact. Vincent loves you so much but he’s not sure he will ever get used to the physical affections.

· When he realises you’ve fallen asleep on him his heart swells. You better believe this boy will not move an inch, your comfort is his entire priority. He will be dead still until you wake up, would not dream of disturbing you.

· Will definitely watch you sleep, he feels like he needs to commit every single line of your face to memory. Not only will he want to sketch you later on but the fear of you leaving still weighs heavily on him and he needs to make sure he would remember every detail of you.

· It’s like you can feel him staring when you shuffle closer to him and mumble his name, he instantly melts. He pulls you closer, reassuring you that he’s still there. He’s not going anywhere, he will always be there.

[blackenedsnow]

I was the one who made reader have a you her sibling they take care of, just saying, it was so amazing. I love it:D. I have another request. This one was a bit weird and rushed cause like I'm a sleepover with two of my cousins so

Billy Loomis, Bubba Sawyer, Art the Clown, Stu Matcher, Thomas Hewitt, Jason, Michael, Billy Lenz, Pinhead, Tiffany (if you write for her) Charles/Chucky, Bo, Vincent, Lester, Brahms. If you want to add more or get rid of some it's okay. But you can either have it platonic of them being a younger sibling or child (adopted or not) going to a sleepover. Maybe sneaking out to it. They go to find out where they are and find them in a house and they are being loud, laughing, and just being kids

If you don't do platonic (cause I can't remember if you do or don't) then do it romantically and just like the same thing. You can change things if you that helps and sorry about this. But, the request I first made and you did, it was a great and made me smile cause I didn't expect it so thanks for that

slashers reactions to their younger sibling reader sneaking out to a sleepover ; headcanons

WARNING: None

PAIRING: Billy Loomis & Sibling! Reader, Bubba Sawyer & Sibling! Reader, Art the Clown & Sibling! Reader, Stu Macher & Sibling! Reader, Thomas Hewitt & Sibling! Reader, Jason Voorhees & Sibling! Reader, Michael Myers & Sibling! Reader, Billy Lenz & Sibling! Reader, Pinhead & Sibling! Reader, Tiffany Valentine & Sibling! Reader, Charles Lee Ray/Chucky & Sibling! Reader, Bo Sinclair & Sibling! Reader, Vincent Sinclair & Sibling! Reader, Lester Sinclair & Sibling! Reader, Brahms Heelshire & Sibling! Reader

NOTE: Hope you enjoyed this! I could imagine so many of them struggling to hold back but ultimately wanting to let you just be a kid and have fun. Thank you so much for this request; it was a blast to write!

BILLY LOOMIS

You’ve managed to sneak out quietly, thinking Billy won’t notice because he’s engrossed in a movie marathon.

But within half an hour, he realizes you’re gone and his “big sibling” instincts kick in.

He shows up at the house with that intense, unblinking stare that could stop anyone mid-laugh.

Who do you think you are, sneaking out like this?

He’s relieved (and slightly embarrassed) to see you just goofing off with friends.

Pretends to be unimpressed when you’re caught off guard.

He’ll let you stay—for now—

With the most deadpan expression, muttering,

“You could’ve just told me.”

But he’s not about to let you get away with it.

Once you’re back home, he’s the silent-but-deadly type. Just know you’re grounded.

BUBBA SAWYER

Bubba panics the minute he realizes you’re gone, running through the house and making distressed sounds as he searches for you.

He's going to family members and pointing to where your things should be.

The whole family tries to calm him down, but he’s inconsolable until he finds a clue leading him to the sleepover house.

When he tracks you down, he’s so relieved he doesn’t know what to do.

Seeing you safe and having fun brings tears to his eyes.

He’ll probably sit outside the house, just quietly waiting for you to finish.

If you notice him, he might wave shyly or even try to make himself “invisible.”

ART THE CLOWN

Oh, Art knows you’ve snuck out, and he’s amused.

He’s both delighted to have a reason to check in and irritated that you thought you could get away with this.

Appears at the sleepover out of nowhere, scaring the life out of anyone who notices him lurking outside.

Watches silently, only making himself known to you with that twisted grin of his, waving as if to say, “Caught you!”

Doesn't stop you from having fun but does make it clear that he knows—and will remember.

Expect creepy antics as payback when you get home.

STU MACHER

Stu probably wasn’t paying enough attention to notice you sneaking out right away, but once he does..

He's MAD.

Once he finds the house, he’s too tempted not to sneak around and scare the shit out of all of you.

Might throw a pebble at the window to get your attention and then give you a dramatic pout, mouthing,

“How could you leave me out?”

When you get home, he’ll give you a long (and playful) guilt trip about how you left him to "suffer".

THOMAS HEWITT

Notices you’re missing right away.

Thomas doesn’t like you out of his sight, so he feels uneasy, imagining the worst.

He follows you quietly, not wanting to interrupt.

When he spots you through the window, safe and laughing, he stops, taking a deep breath of relief.

Watches you with a slight smile, just relieved to see you having fun.

He’s happy that you’re being a normal kid and knows better than to interrupt that.

Will probably leave you alone and probably won't bring it up, ever.

He would definitely prefer if you let him know though.

JASON VOORHEES

Jason’s heart drops when he notices you’re not in your usual spot, and he’s anxious as he starts tracking you down.

He’s relieved to see you laughing and safe with friends.

Stays outside or hidden, keeping a protective eye.

He doesn’t want to interrupt but also doesn’t want anything sneaking up on you.

Plus, who knows if these kids don't mean any harm?

Might leave little signs outside (like stacked stones) to let you know he was there, just to make sure you’re safe.

MICHAEL MYERS

He’s annoyed.

Why would you leave his protection?

Michael doesn’t even try to blend in; he’s the shadow at the window.

Once you see his white mask peeking in, you know the jig is up.

He won’t cause a scene, but he just stares until you get the message.

When you sneak out to meet him, he’ll give you a tiny “you-know-better” look, but he’s not mad—he just wants you safe.

Doesn’t reveal himself to anyone else, but he’ll stay there the entire time.

When you get home, expect a long, silent stare, reminding you that you’re not as sneaky as you think.

BILLY LENZ

He notices right away.

Billy has a keen eye for your whereabouts, and he’s instantly on the move, tracking you down.

Peers through the window, watching you play with a pout.

He feels oddly betrayed but finds your happiness too endearing to be angry.

He won’t disrupt the fun, but you might catch a glimpse of him outside, holding his hands up in an “I’m watching you” gesture.

When you get home, he’ll tease you nonstop about “abandoning him.”

PINHEAD

This is completely out of the ordinary, and he is both confused and a bit annoyed that you snuck out without informing him.

Appears in his signature, intimidating way, silently observing from outside.

He finds the concept of a “sleepover” curious.

He’s more contemplative about it, watching as if studying some strange new human ritual.

He waits until you’re ready to return and then accompanies you back without a word.

You can expect a very stern lecture when you get home about the importance of communication…

TIFFANY VALENTINE

She realizes quickly that you’re gone and storms out to find you, though her anger’s more worried than anything.

When she spots you through the window, laughing and having fun, her irritation fades into a soft smile.

She won’t interrupt, just stands outside and watches for a bit.

She loves seeing you like this, happy and unbothered.

When you get back, she’ll playfully scold you but then pull you into a hug, reminding you to tell her next time.

CHUCKY (CHARLES LEE RAY)

Chucky’s annoyed at first, muttering to himself,

“What does this kid think they’re doing?”

He’s irritated you’d sneak off, especially without his “permission,” and tracks you down, grumbling the entire way.

When he finds you, he feels an odd mix of pride and annoyance.

He likes your independence but also doesn’t like feeling “left out.”

Gives you a wicked grin through the window, mouthing, “We’re talking later.”

He’ll grumble that “next time, you should let him know,” but he’s proud you managed to sneak out without him noticing.

BO SINCLAIR

Bo is mad and lets you know it.

He’s worried you’re in danger, and when he finds you, he’s that overprotective brother with his arms crossed.

He pulls you aside, lecturing you on safety and probably embarrassing you in front of your friends.

But once he knows you’re okay, he lets up a bit and waits outside for you, a little softer.

At home, he pretends he’s still mad but lets you off the hook pretty easily.

VINCENT SINCLAIR

Vincent’s used to you being close by, so when you’re not there, he’s unnerved and worried.

Tracks you down and watches quietly, almost touched to see you carefree with your friends.

Leaves a little note or sketch somewhere you’ll find it later, a reminder of his presence even when you’re far away.

He’s quiet when you get home, but there’s a warmth to his gaze.

You should him next time..

LESTER SINCLAIR

Lester’s both amused and concerned when he finds you missing.

He tracks you down quickly, not one for letting you go unguarded.

When he finds you through the window, he watches with a fond smile, chuckling at your carefree attitude.

Might knock on the door and make up an excuse to check on you if you notice him, but he’ll mostly just let you have your fun.

Gives you a playful nudge and a “don’t think you’re getting away that easy next time” when you get back.

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

Brahms does not take this well, feeling abandoned and maybe a bit betrayed.

When he tracks you down, he watches from the shadows, arms crossed, grumpy but protective.

Might stare until you feel his gaze and look over at him, just so you know he found you.

When you return, expect a big fuss, with Brahms grumbling about how much he “suffered” in your absence.

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how would the slashers react when their jealous or sulking?

THIS ONE IS GOING TO BE INTERESTING YALL!!!

(Ahem, this drabble was definitely not rushed 🌚)

Slashers: Norman, RZ Michael, Thomas & Bubba, Chucky (Charles) & Tiffany, Billy & Stu, Jason, Sinclair Brothers (Bo, Vincent, & Lester), Carrie, Brahms & Billy Lenz, & The Lost Boys (David, Dwayne, Paul & Marko)!

S/O reacting to slashers when they're jealous/sulking!

Norman:

You love helping Norman around with the motel! You decided to be a receptionist, since Norman is going to take a break talking for a little while. While being the receptionist, you have to deal with rude, nice, and drunk people.. One of your customers was drunk, he decided to flirt with you right in front of Norman.

Most of his flirting was just sexual stuff at you. You were going to tell him to back off, but Norman took care of it. Instead of taking care of it the normal way, he smacked the man's head with a standing hanger for coats, leaving him on the floor with a bleeding spot on his head. (DRUNK MAN GOT K.O. BY NORMAN 💀.)

Realizing that it was his mother's personality that killed the man that was on the floor. You immediately calmed down his mother's persona and then Norman came back to you! He also saw the man on the floor, and looked back up at you and asked if it was his mother that did this. You nodded your head and you both then started to take the body somewhere in the forest. You both then head back into the motel, and Norman makes a hot tea for you to calm your nerves down, and that made you relaxed!

RZ Michael:

You are Michael's nurse, since none of the nurses wanted to be his caretaker. Michael has grown fond of you, because you don't care what anyone says and what you do! You would always give him praises of his arts and crafts, like his masks, drawings, etc!

Sometimes guards call you a weirdo for falling the likes of Michael, which you didn't give a single fuck. You mostly just ignore what people would say to you about Michael, even Dr. Loomis.. His book that he made about Michael is just full of shit, and just makes people more scared of him too. Some of the pages are true about Michael, but most were just pulled out of his ass! Like where did this old doctor get, "He likes to drink toilet water when he is young.." like you know damn well that those words came out of his ass and out onto his book like it was nothing.

There was this guard that likes you, but only sexually because he leaves so many women/men behind and finds new women/men to be his little toy. Which in no way in hell that you'll be his "toy" to play around with! While you were in the lunch room with Michael, Michael would always look at the guard that had been staring at him and you. Sometimes Michael tries to speak to you, but he decides not to, so you then turn around to see the same guard looking at you! You calmed down Michael saying that you could handle it.. (You full on kicked the guard in the nuts, put your hands on his neck and whammed him to the ground 🤣!!)

Thomas & Bubba:

You love these two so much, because of their personalities and their hands! Their hands are bigger than yours and you would always want to hold their hands or most likely squeeze their hand like it's a toy! You love to hangout with bubba by doing his makeup, dress up, or just doing something that he likes! You also love to hangout or help out with Thomas and his chores, sometimes he doesn't need your help with carrying the two big hays onto his shoulder for the cows to eat, it'll always make you blush because of his broad shoulders!

When these two are together, it's like a big scary dog and just a happy little dog! Thomas and Bubba would go with you and Mama Luda at work, because sometimes at home they have nothing to do. You and Luda work at the little gas station where you'll see people that are tourists/people that pass or mostly bikers that live here.. One of those bikers thought it was OKAY to flirt with you right in front of Thomas and Bubba! This biker must had some balls to do that right in front of these two!

While he was flirting with you, you then looked at Thomas and bubba, and those two were sharing looks at each other. You knew what was going to happen to this man, and it was going to be really painful for him.. You shoved the man to Thomas and Bubba, and did a little wave at him. These two immediately took him outside somewhere behind the gas station and started beating the fuck out of him. (After work, these two then got so many kisses and praises from you!!)

Chucky & Tiffany:

These two would be giving death glares at the person that's talking to you. The person decided to start flirting with you, after you helped them with the directions to the bathroom.. Unfortunately the man thought you were by yourself, which you were not at all, until Chucky and Tiffany came from behind the man.

Chucky put one of his hands on top of the dude's shoulder in a tight grip. He dragged the dude into the bathroom for a little "pep" talk. Tiffany then asked you questions if he was weird or if he was touching you, etc. One of you and Tiffany's favorite song came on, and immediately you and Tiffany danced together on the dance floor! (Meanwhile, Chucky did a full on martial arts on the dude, in the bathroom 💀.)

Chucky then came out of the bathroom, and saw that you and Tiffany were dancing together. He loved watching you two have fun, just smiling and laughing with no care at all! The song then ended, which you and Tiffany were breathing heavily and just laughing from all the dancing you both did! Chucky then walked to both of you and asked if it was time to go. You nodded and Tiffany answered with a yes. All three of you then walked out of the bar and headed home, laughing and smiling!

Billy & Stu:

With Billy and Stu, if there was a dude that decided to make flirtatious comments about what you are wearing. Billy would start giving him death glares and Stu would stop being goofy and give him death glares too. It sometimes scares you that Stu isn't laughing or goofing around anymore and acts like a twin of Billy.

These two are always jealous of someone talking to you. They pulled you away from the dude that was still flirting and walked over to the cafeteria for food. While you were busy eating and not paying attention, Billy went to where the dude was and started walking up to him. Stu grabbed your attention to make you laugh or talk about school and stuff.

Stu didn't get lunch, because he was in the negatives and he hasn't even paid a single penny on his lunches. So, Stu ate a big bite of your food and ate it in front of your face! Which made you sad and angry at him, you then didn't want to give Stu your attention anymore, because he ate your food! Stu poked and called your name, but you wouldn't even budge! Stu then started poking you at your sides, because that was where your ticklish spot was! You laughed and laughed and told Stu to stop, but he wouldn't so you smacked his hands for him to stop. You and Stu then laughed together, until Billy came out of nowhere and scared you two! (It scared you and Stu, and you knew it was a good scare because Stu screams like a girl if the scare really got him 🌚!!)

Jason:

Jason doesn't talk, only in sign language or through his body! You were glad that he had books of ASL so you knew what he was saying through his hand signs. There was an upcoming date where there was a party throwing here at camp crystal. Young adults these days don't understand that people are dying and being missing here at camp crystal, but their brains decided to say 'Fuck that, I just want to party and have fun!' and they die anyways once Jason kills them.

You told Jason that you wanted to see what the party would look like, and Jason then started shaking his head 'no' really fast. He hated the thought of you making out with another person, and it always makes Jason jealous! Jason would say some things about parties from his mother in sign language, and you thought it was really wholesome for Jason to look out for you! Instead going to the party, you told Jason that you would help him with the killing since you went to the store to buy some stuff for the cabin. You overheard a group of three girls that were in probably college, saying that the party will be a really big party. Almost a 100 of those students wanted to go, maybe a little more than that..

It was really cold outside, so everyone was inside the big cabin for the big party. You went around the big cabin locking all doors and windows, so that no one will get out once Jason goes and kills everyone in there. Jason already went inside before you did all the locking, you walked to a nearby window where no one could see you, and saw that Jason then struck at the first person he saw. Screams are being heard everywhere in the cabin, some people tried opening the door to run away, but it wouldn't budge so they ended up dying. After all the killing, you made hot chocolate for Jason and made snacks for him too!

Sinclair Brothers:

You would help Bo with the "tourists" that are coming by and just talk to them about the house of wax or something else. You'll also be with Vincent while he's waxing people, and you mostly just want to see his beautiful waxing! You also love hanging out with Lester and his dog, Jonsey! You and Lester will be driving around somewhere to get more stuff for the house, and come back to ambrose.

You and Lester left Ambrose to get more food for you guys, early in the morning. Coming back to ambrose, there was a group who were standing outside of their car. You and Lester realized their car was broken down, so the group asked you both if they could come with you both and make a phone call for a mechanic. You knew what Lester was going to say, and it was a yes. The group hopped into the car, 3 people in the back and one person that was sitting on the right side of you. It was a lady that was sitting by the right side of you, and the other 3 were all men. (You kinda wanted to ask her what she was doing with 3 men, but you also realized that you are with 3 men too, so you didn't want to ask her that 🌚.)

Driving back to ambrose, one of those 3 men started flirting with you. His flirting was starting to get on your nerves and Lester's too, you looked at Lester and saw that his hands on the wheel were gripping, which means that he is getting annoyed and mad at him, and also jealous. You didn't respond to his questions, so he lost interest in doing so. While arriving in Ambrose, Lester got out of his car and held his hand out for you, the girl on the right was jealous because of how Lester is a gentleman, instead of her own boyfriend. The other 2 are her boyfriend's friends and they don't act like a gentleman either. Lester whispered into your ear that he'll be right back, and he walked to get Bo. You lead them to the gas station for them to "call". The same man before started flirting with you again, and he's asking for his ass to be killed, because Bo walked inside and saw him flirting and touching you! (You and Bo killed the other 3 and you left the man that flirted with you to Bo, Vincent, and Lester to torture him.)

Carrie:

Carrie is so sweet to you! You love hanging out with Carrie, because she's not really loud or annoying. She would also listen to your problems whenever you talk to her! Your friends always like to talk to you and not pay attention to Carrie and socialize with her. So, Carrie stays silent and listens to what your friends say.

You get angry at them for not including Carrie! You include people that walk behind your group of friends or when they're not in the conversation. You walked away from your friend group for not including Carrie as you specifically said to include her! Your friend group kept on calling your name to come back, and that they will include Carrie! Well, they haven't.. because some days when you don't show up to school, you would always tell Carrie if they hangout with her, but she would reply with a no.

So, you had enough of your friend group's attitude. They were all a bunch of assholes anyways, because they've lost some really good friends in the group, just from not really talking to them and acting like they don't know them either.. and you decided to do the same thing they've done too. Carrie was really surprised that you ignored your friend group, she asked you where you were taking her. You told her that you are taking her to another group of friends that you have. In that group were the good friends! They saw you immediately and waved at you as well as Carrie too! Carrie then started hanging out with your new friend group and you! She's really happy that she found friends that are really kind just like you!

Brahms & Billy Lenz:

You live in Brahms mansion with Billy too, so seeing Malcolm the grocery boy, makes these two really jealous. Malcolm likes chatting with you about other things instead of groceries. Chatting with Malcolm could lead to things for Brahms and Billy, killing him in front of you or torturing him, either one.. You always feel their presence, like how they give off their stares at you and Malcolm!

You would try and get Malcolm to start talking a little bit faster than usual. You would have to make up things, saying that you have to vacuum the big living room or something else than that. So, Malcolm would try speaking a little bit faster, until Brahms started to bang on the walls. Brahms is an impatient man and Billy is kinda in between. Either way, it freaked out you and Malcolm, Malcolm wanted to investigate what it was. But, you pushed him away from the bangs and pushed him outside of the mansion.

Malcolm was surprised why you pushed him outside, you said your goodbye to Malcolm and closed the door immediately. Brahms and Billy got out of their hiding spot, and both of them looked at you because it was your fault for letting a guest inside, especially Malcolm.. You had to deal with Brahms tantrum, and Billy's ranting saying that you'll leave him and Brahms, etc. You calm down Billy first and deal with Brahms' tantrum next. After these two have calmed down, you then wanted to go to sleep, even though it was the afternoon, but you were really tired trying to calm down Brahms and Billy. They both got in bed with you, snuggling too close and closing their arms around you tightly, so that you wouldn't leave..

The Lost Boys:

You and the boys decided to go to the boardwalk on a Friday night! All the boys were hungry and needed to eat, so they decided to go to the boardwalk with you! While the boys are looking for their next food, you decided to walk to your favorite place for food since you were hungry too. Walking to your favorite food place, you have caught someone's attention. That someone started to follow you, asking weird questions that just makes you cringe..

The man kept on asking you questions, like "are you alone", "do you need someone to cuddle", all that weird shit. You ignored the man, because those questions just make you cringe. The boys definitely knew that somebody was close by their mate, and could hear far away from where they were. They all flew, once the coast was clear, to you. You got your food and sat down, realizing that you could sense the boys. The man still kept annoying you with those questions, until the boys came by.

The boys gave a scary look at the man that was bothering you, and they already knew who their dinner was for tonight. You got up and took your food and walked with your boys back to the cave, because you wanted to eat peacefully without any questions coming out of an asshole's mouth. You all arrived in the cave and you settled in and ate your food, the boys said they'll be right back, and you knew that they were going to eat that man. (They definitely did eat him, and probably made his bones out of necklaces, etc 💀.)

[semiweirdshipper]

Why do I make these memes?