#I'm not sure about how the lester one came out but idk if that's just bc I did it quick or bc I have some deep rooted insecurities lmao

[literallyjusttoa]

If y'all are ever feeling down and sad, you should try this quick and easy solution:

Make Lester You!!!

And I don't mean regular old kinning and projection. No, I'm talking just inserting a whole bunch of your features onto Lester for fun. I know we have a description of him from the books but Lester is our fav king of delusion so we can just pretend he made it up idk. Here let me give you an example. Today I did a quick semi-realistic study to pin down the facial features of my God-type Apollo:

Here's all the reasoning I had behind his design

Long straight nose is common for Greeks + it's meant to make the face have a bit of a bird-ish shape. This is a trait he shares with Athena.

Hooded eyes double for intimidation factor and pretty boy status, plus sunbeam eyelashes for extra flair.

A bit of a more pronounced bottom lip (for dramatic pouting)

Softer curl pattern, similar to clouds (A bit straighter than his dad’s, Cumulonimbus vs. Stratus)

NOSE RING! Cannot believe I hadn't added this before it's perfect.

Mid-range face shape, not round but not too long either. Again, going for a pretty and masculine look. I don't want to make him too angular, so I tried to round out his face to contrast the sharper lines of his eyes and nose.

Now, here's the study I did for normal-type Apollo

(It's a bit messier I had to do it quick sry)

And what's the reasoning behind this one?

...

IT'S ME I TOOK A WHOLE BUNCH OF MY FACIAL FEATURES AND I SAID THESE ARE LESTER'S NOW THIS IS CANON AND RICK AGREED AND SO I AM RIGHT

Anyways try out this fun hack it'll change your life I swear.

[i-arch-my-backula]

hi!! how are you? i hope you are doing well! 💗

First of all, thx you so much for answering my request! It was so fun and cute to read!

Second, ik I've literally came here like 2 days ago but i was just wondering,,, can i get some "going on a vacation at the beach with their s/o head cannons" for the Sawyers and the Sinclairs?? Cause omg i think it would be chaotic and fun 🤠✨

That's all! Don't forget to take care of yourself and give yourself some love! ٩(ര̀ᴗര́)ᵇʸᵉ

OF COURSE YOU CAN! I don't care if you spam my requests honestly cause I'm running out of ideas. Thank you again for the love. So because I feel like it would be very unlikely that either set of brothers would go to a beach I changed the setting to a lake like beach. One with a shore but it's not salt water. Same thing just private. I mention some other stuff because it's my head cannons for hot men and I get to chose the setting. Lmao sorry for the little rant thing I hope you enjoy. Reader is gn.

Side note I kept thinking about these guys (Mainly the Sinclairs) shirtless and I kept getting so flustered and giggly it’s so stupid dude. 

Slashers going to the "beach" with their s/o

Includes: Poly! Sawyer and Sinclair brothers

Warnings: Strong language, mention of a dead animal, idk if this is upsetting but the mention of throwing frogs 

The Sawyer brothers

Drayton would not go with you because I feel like he's too focused on buisness or whatever he has to do. So it's you Bubba, Chop Top and Nubbins.

Bubba will just wear what he usually wears and I feel like the twins don't have bathing suits so they'll just wear regular shorts in the water.

These boys have very resilant skin. Never been sun burned before and can handle heat well. If you do get your hands on sun screen the twins will refuse to put it on at first but after the see you helping Bubba put it on they'll change their tune. They’ll also watch you put yours on but Bubba is quick to call them out. 

Chop Top can swim pretty well seeing as he was in the Vietnam war. Nubbins just kinda floats like a duck in a way. Like he'll lay on his back and just ride the waves that pass.

Bubbas just gonna watch nervously while everyone else swims. He doesn't know how to swim and will freak out if one of you drowns. Make sure to go back to the shore every 15-20 minutes to let him know you’re ok. 

I don’t think the twins are the kind of people to splash water they’ll throw wet sand at each other. Like pick it up underwater and chuck it at each other. They might throw it at you too but in a loving, playful way. 

Bubba would bring a radio, drinks and snack too just in case. He knows how brutal Texas heat can be. 

If you just lay out in the sand or on the dock and tan the boys (mostly Chop Top) will probably just look at you from time to time and how peaceful you look laying in the sun.

(I say this next part because this happened at a beach I was at once) If one of the twins find a dead fish they will pick it up and either chase one of you with it or just chuck it back into the lake. 

The Sinclair brothers

Like the Sawyers there’s a secluded lake in the woods near the house and you’ll go swimming there. 

Bo will take this as an oportunity to take a day off work and make a day out of it. Lester will insist on bringing Jonesy with the four of you. 

Bo and Lester will definitly swim but Vincent will be more hesitant. He will bring his sketch book and maybe some paint with him but he probably won’t swim. If he does he’ll strip to his boxers (totally not losing my mind over thinking about this) and take off his mask. He’s a strong swimmer and might go out pretty far. 

Lester can hold his breath for a really long time so he just holds his breath dives to the bottom of the lake and grabs stuff. A lot of it being stuff the three of them threw into the lake when they were kids. He’ll pull it up onto the dock and sift through all of the crap he finds. 

Bo just mainly swims and watches out for his brothers and the dumb shit they do. He’ll join you up on shore from time to time and if he feels like it he might pick you up and throw you off the dock. He does this in a loving manner and you can totally get him back for it later. 

If you’re standing in more shallow water one of the boys will have their arms wrapped around you, sorry I don’t make the rules. 

I feel like they also spent a lot of times as kids hunting frogs. Lester was the best at it because well, first of all his name is Lester. So unlike throwing wet sand Lester will put a frog on Bo or just throw one at him. Bo won’t get scared but if you do it enough times you’ll have to break up a fight. 

Vincent might wander off a bit and pick some wild flowers to give to you or to just float along in the water. 

At the end of the day Vincent and Lester will beg Bo to do this again another time. 

[frenziedslashers]

Hello there, I hope you're having a nice day !

I may or may not have been binge reading your works because they're all so well written 👉🏻👈🏻

I've been wondering if I could make a request 🥰

How about something with one of the Sinclair brother ( I can't choose one because I love them all so much TvT ) falling for someone who have an abusive male partner. Like his car "broke" and they both got in Ambrose to find a fanbelt. The future S/O is someone really sweet and nice who would love vincent work and stay polite and caring with Lester when the boyfriend would be a really prick, mean to everyone. I genuinely wonder what would be their reactions seeing someone being abused verbally or physically, picked on their weight or look or idk.. 👉🏻👈🏻

I'm sorry if this is full of mistakes, English isn't my first language ! ✨

Gunna do it with Vincent because I love him and I am in a Vincent mood rn. I love this ask, and never apologize for mistakes! I myself live in a hispanic household, so I'm personally used to a bunch of broken English and grammatical errors. English is hard for me anyways, and it's my first language haha^^

Warnings: mentions of abuse, The Sinclair Brothers take care of you and handle it tho, dw <3 just a bunch of fluff tbh

Vincent Sinclair protecting future S/O from an abusive boyfriend:

When you first came into town Lester saw the way you coward behind the man that you were with. You seemed like such a sweet young thing, how did you end up with such an ass?

"God, what a fucking piece of shit," The guy mumbled towards Lesters pickup. Lesters eyes narrowed at him, but before he could say anything you were speaking up. "I like it, well, the truck itself. My friend used to have one like it, it's a '68 K10, right?" Lester moved his glare from your boyfriend, over to you. Which became a softer, happier gaze when he heard your words. "Yeah, a Chevrolet, my pride and joy right here." He told you, patting the side of the truck with a grin. That was enough for you to weasel his way into your heart.

Bo was the next to meet you. Instantly hating your boyfriend with the way he talked over you. "Where ya from, sweetheart?" He asked you with his charming grin. Opening your mouth to respond, but your boyfriend beat you to it. Bo giving him an annoyed glance, before looking at you with a smile. "What are ya doin' with a piece of shit like him?" He asked, your heart dropping at the question. Mouth opening and closing as you fought for a response, but couldn't think of anything to say. "Hey!" Your boyfriend snapped, Bo pulling a knife from his pocket before he could even think of laying his hands on him. "Now now, boy, I wasn't talking to you, 'n' if you so much as touch me, you can walk your happy ass to wherever the fuck you're plannin' on headin'." He told him, rather calmly. A smile resting on his lips as he took a step towards the man, your arms instictively reaching out to tug at Bo's arm. "Don't hurt him, please-"

Your actions stilled him, Bo looking from you, to the guy. Shooting him a final glare before putting the knife away. "I'll be sure to order the fan belt for the vehicle. There's an inn a block from here to the right," He pointed over and yonder. "Get outta here and don't go wanderin', might get yourselves hurt." Your boyfriend scoffed with an eyeroll. "That a threat?" Bo only smiled, grabbing a wrench from his tool box to head back to work on his truck. "Nope, a promise, now get the fuck outta my shop."

You didn't listen to Bo, you were a bit intimidated by him, but you weren't scared. The man that you were slowly growing to hate, that claimed to love you, had just finished yelling at you. Criticizing you for weight you supposedly gained, but you were certain he just never took time to notice. Yelling at you and degrading you until you couldn't handle it. Rushing out of the building the two of you were staying in so you could walk the streets. The blazing sun tucked away, the moon taking his place.

You looked up to one of the bigger buildings in front of you with great interest. The moon bright enough for you to read 'The House of Wax." On the front of it. Smiling curiously as you walked the steps. Trying the doors when you saw the lights were on. Letting yourself in when they opened.

You let a small gasp leave your throat when you saw the scenery inside. Smiling happily at the sculptures of art within the building. Allowing your feet to guide you further within to inspect and study everything. Distracting yourself from the recent argument that made you boil with hate and disgust.

"These are amazing," You murmured to yourself with a grin. Jumping when you saw a paper slide over to you on the table that you stood in front of. 'Thank you', written on it.

The man that slid it over had long black hair, half of his face covered by his hair, and what appeared to be a mask. His eyes looking up to you with a rather shy look.

"You made these?" You asked, dumbfounded. Smiling in amazement when he nodded his head 'yes'. You looked back to the sculptures, until you remembered Bo's rule. 'Don't go wanderin''. "Sorry for just walkin' in, I needed some fresh air so I went for a walk, and then I found this place. It really is beautiful work. I hope you don't mind my intrusion." You told him, and he shook his head 'no', writing something on the notepad in his hand, before handing it over to you. "I don't mind, I appreciate your kindness." You smiled softly, before looking back to him. "My names y/n, what's yours?" You asked, tilting your head. Watching his eyes stare at you for a moment, as if processing your name, before dropping his eyes back to the paper. 'Vincent'. You smiled as you read the name. "That's a handsome name, it's a pleasure meeting you." He couldn't help but smile, his ears and cheeks heating up at your compliment. Eyes darting to the side.

The two of you were too lost in introducing one another to hear the footsteps from behind you. A shriek leaving you when you felt a hand grip at your upper arm. "Handsome name? What the fuck! Are you whoring around now?" Your boyfriend hissed. Looking over to Vincent who was staring at the man with bewilderment. Stepping forward, but you shook your head 'no' with wide eyes. "Vincent, this is my boyfriend," you tried your best to calm the man down by introducing him as your boyfriend. The man only scoffing, shoving you forward. "Damn right, now get back to the room, now." He snapped. "Gunna have to teach you who you belong to, now, huh? Jesus fuck," He snapped, ignoring Vincent who was staring absolute daggers into the back of this mans skull. Watching as he pulled you away, even with your protests and cries. Claiming that you were being hurt. Then something snapped in him, watching his hand raise as if to hit you. Vincent racing over to grab his wrist before your abusers hand could make contact with you.

You were cowering down, now. Peering up when you didn't feel the contact of his hand on your face or arms. Eyes widening when you saw Vincent towering over your boyfriend. His hand gripped onto his wrist. A short 'what the hell,' leaving the mans lips before Vincent's free hand balled into a fist and connected with his jaw. Sending the boy stumbling towards the door with a glare. "Fine! Have 'em! But you don't come crying to me when you remember no one else wants you," Your boyfriend hissed the last bit at you before stumbling out the door. Vincent would be sure to take care of them later, but right now, he was more concerned about you.

You felt tears pricking at your eyes, overwhelmed by everything that was happened. Flinching when you felt Vincent reach out to wipe a tear from your cheek. His hand backing away from your face, slowly bringing it back to your face when you didn't protest. Wiping the salty tears from your cheeks with his sleeves.

"I'm so sorry," you sobbed a bit, "I didn't think he'd come after me, I didn't mean to cause trouble," He shook his head. Holding his arms out, as if to offer a hug. Unsure if you would accept it since he did only meet you a good ten minutes ago. Grunting when you reached out and hurried yourself in his chest. The contact shocking you, but he accepted it nonetheless. Arms wrapping around you while he sat with you on the floor.

"Are ya mad at me?" You asked after a few moments, and he shook his head 'no'. Your body relaxing a bit at his quiet reassurance. Smiling a bit when his fingers started playing with your hair. Your head pressing against his chest with a soft sigh. "Thank you," you muttered, and he nodded, resting his chin on top of your head. You've never felt so safe in a mans arms before. Soaking in the positive form of attention that you were receiving, until you remembered you'd have to go back to your room to sleep.

"Do you have somewhere else I can sleep tonight? I don't feel safe goin' back to the room." Vincent didn't blame you. He wouldn't want you to go back anyways. Nodding his head as he helped you stand up with him. Parting his arms away from you so he could motion for you to follow him after grabbing his notepad and pencil from the floor.

Vincent led you out of the museum. Locking the door behind him as he brought you towards a house, one that actually looked lived in. Grabbing onto his sleeve as the two of you approached the door. His hand slipping down to embrace yours. A small smile gracing the both of your lips as he led you inside. Shutting, and locking the door behind the two of you.

Vincent led you to a room, motioning for you to go in first. Writing on the notepad as he followed you in. 'You can sleep here, I'll be in the room over if you need anything, I can bring you some clothes of mine to sleep in.' You took the notepad. Reading it over with a nod. Thanking him for his generosity. "That'd be wonderful, Vincent. Thank you," You smiled. To which he nodded, leaving the room for a moment. Giving you time to wander around and check everything in it out.

The room was obviously a guest room. Nothing too personal besides a mirror, and a photo of Lester with a dog, smiling softly as you picked up the photo. Gasping when you felt someone tap your shoulder. Turning to see Vincent, who had a look of guilt on his face. Scribbling on his notepad. 'didn't mean to scare you, here's clothes. That's Lester and his dog Jonesy in the photo, for context.' His writing was sloppier as he tried to explain himself. Smiling with a light laugh at his explanation. Taking the clothes with a thankful gleam in your eyes. "Thank you, I truly appreciate this. You and your brothers are too kind to me. He merely nodded, staring at you for a moment as if he thought of what to do. Waving at you slightly before he began backing away for the door.

You caught him by the wrist. Vincent freezing as he stared down at you. Body going stiff when you lent up to kiss his cheek. His brain short circuited. he swore all he could hear was static when you kiss his cheek. Sure, a lot of people did it, it was a friendly gesture to some, but this felt different. Plus, Vincent didn't get a whole lot of affection, and it had his heart pounding in the cell of his chest.

"G'night, Vinny." Vinny. He had to be dreaming. His lips curling into a dopey smile as he nodded, backing up further for the door. Tripping a bit when he hit a dresser. Causing you to gasp when he nearly knock some things over. Giggling at the nervous look on his face, and the grunt that he let out. Catching the objects before they tipped, then waving and sneaking out of the room. Shutting the door behind him quickly. Before racing into the room beside yours.

Even if he wasn't laying with you. You did feel a whole lot safer with him in the room beside you.

The sun peered through the window.the next morning. A small sigh leaving your lips as you sat up from the bed. Stretching your arms above your head with a soft hum. Rolling out of bed with small, light steps. Jumping slightly when you opened the door to see Vincent outside it. His hand raised to knock, but you bet him to it. The two of you staring for a moment.

"Morning," you spoke, interrupting the silence. He smiled, holding a plate of food up for you. Your eyes looking down to the plate with a grin. You were starving. Taking the plate with a hum, "thank you, you wanna sit with me?" You asked, and he nodded with a shrug. Following you over to the bed to sit beside you.

While you ate he wrote for you. Asking a series of questions in attempt to know you better, while you asked him your own questions. The two of you smile, and even laughing here or there.

"So you and Bo were conjoined?" He nodded, explaining that's why he refused to show his face. Due to surgical errors. Giving him a small nod, placing the plate to the side when you finished. "That's understandable. I'm just thankful I ran into you. I really do appreciate your hospitality." He nodded, placing a hand on your back to rub it. As if to say "you're welcome." The two of you staring for a moment, until it got a tad awkward for you.

"I should probably go see if Bo has the fanbelt yet. So I can get out of your guys hair." His smile faded at the mention. Your boyfriend was long gone by now. Not chased away, but not there alive, at least.

He slid a note to you, your eyes looking down in interest. A frown settling on your face. "What do you mean he left without me?" You asked, breath catching in your throat. This was unbelievable, but typical. You wanted to be mad, but in a way it relieved you.

'You can stay with us? We can keep you safe.' His next note said, and you looked up to him, searching his face with question. Before giving a half smile. "I won't be a bother?" He shook his head 'no.' And that was that, you were a new addition to the little town.

Months passed, and you felt more at home than ever. It became a habit that Vincent or you would wind up in one or the others room. Finding comfort wrapped in one another's arms. Especially since you'd still have nightmares about your ex. Finding comfort in Vincent's shockingly strong arms wrapped around you, while you snuggled against his chest.

"When are ya gonna tell 'em you like 'em?" Bo asked his brother after you left to go run errands with Lester. Lester taking the roll as you best friend.

Vincent's eyes narrowed on his brother, rolling his eyes with a scoff. "Oh don' go givin' me that attitude, boy. You know jus' 's well as me that ya like 'em!" Bo scoffed back. Vincent signing quickly, "I don't know what you're talking about." It was Bo's turn to roll his eyes. "Uh-huh, sure ye don', keep playin' and they might end up with Les'," the older Sinclair sneered. Walking back over to his shop to leave his twin be.

Bo was right, and Vincent knew it. He did like you, a lot more than he would care to admit. From day one you had been so supportive and kind with him, and he wanted you more than words could describe. Maybe he would ask you, see if maybe you feel the same, and if not he can at least move on and the two of you can stay companions.

"Vinny!" You chimed, wrapping your arms around him when he came out of his work place to grab some supplies from Lester's truck. The man smiling at how excited you seemed to see him. His own arms wrapping around you with a light and airy laugh. "Les' and I saw the coolest thin' today! We saw a 'coon, kinda reminded me of ya, with them there bags under yer eyes," you teased, lightly tapping the tip of his nose, pulling back out of his grasp with a giddy smile. "We seen a fox, too, but it was deader than a nail." Lester informed Bo and Vincent, who just chuckled at your guy's abilities to be so easily amused.

"Hey Les'," Bo waved his brother over towards the door. "How 'bout you help me with somethin', Vins' gotta talk to y/n 'bout somthin'." Lester and Vincent knew exactly what Bo was doing. And Lester couldn't help but smile as his older brother. Patting his shoulder with a grin. "Good luck, Vin." He chimed with a snicker, before running off to help Bo.

You stood there with a smile as you watched the only Sinclair in the room, now. Tilting your head curiously. "What's goin' on? Somethin' wrong?" You asked, and Vincent shook his head quite frantically. Waving his hands as if to say 'no,' then he started fumbling with the ends of his sweater. A giggle leaving your lips as his shyness. He had been teaching you sign language, so he hoped for the best. Knowing that if he wrote right now he'd be shaking to much to keep the pencil steady. 'Would you maybe..' he paused, thinking for a second. 'Would you, do you, fuck' he rand his hands through his hair with a sigh. A small frown settling on your face. Approaching him to place your hands on his shoulders. Attempting to calm the man down. He couldn't do this, he couldn't form the right words. Everything sounds dumb and cliche, and before he knew it he was moving his mask slightly over to the side to expose his lips. His face still mostly hidden, then his hands pressed to the sides of your face. Pulling you in for a kiss.

Everything moved so fast that you didn't have time to process a majority of it. Your eyes widening at the contact, body going stiff against his, until your brain connected the dots, and reminded you to act fast before he got the wrong idea. Your hands running up his chest, kissing him back to let him know you wanted it. His hands dropping down to your hips. Both of you pulling away with a huff.

"You sayin' you like me?" You teased, thought your cheeks were still flushed. A chuckle leaving your throat when he batted his eyes away, and. Then looked back at you with a nod. Both of you sheepishly smiling. "Well. I like ya too, Vinny." You cooed. Nudging his nose with yours. "Can I kiss ya again?" He nodded, smiling like an excited boy. Leaning in to give him another kiss.

This was more perfect than he ever could imagine. More than thankful that Bo gave him the little nudge that he needed. You were everything to Vincent, and he was glad you were his now.

[katerinabythesea95]

For the life of me, i can't remember the first time ever i saw house of wax; It came out when i was ten and i vaguely remember the promos on billboards but not the specific first time I saw the movie. Also im not sure if i saw it because of my natural love of horror movies or because Jared and Chad were in it. (I knew who Paris Hilton was obviously but i didn't care much about her still don't even those she's not so bad) I knew Robert aka Balakay, from my wife and kids, and Dalton from obviously scarry movie and i saw all of them and i was like hey! They're in this flick!

For Bo, my first reaction was wow he's hot 🔥 (this was pre teen me already haha) I always seemed to have a certain attraction to the bad guys as much as the heroes, idk what that says about me...now that I'm older my opinion on Bo hadn't changed, just intensified. He needs some TLC pronto. Brian Van Holt has my heart always.

For Vincent, i honestly never really noticed how special he was, like, i liked him but i only started loving him for real recently. Tbh if the Sinclairs were real, i think Vincent Would be the most compatible with me romantically because quite frankly i can't stand people like bo who get so angry over everything 24/7 and are over controlling and just not nice people (don't get me wrong i would die for bo if he loved me back love makes you blind as they say) but Vince is just a misunderstood baby boy who also needs TLC.

Now, For dear ol Lester, my first reaction to him was that he's a perv, i didn't care about how he was handling the road kill, although that was nasty, and makes me gag to this day, but i just don't like the way he looks at Carly when she's tryna change and in the car, it unsettles me.... however it's mostly because he's covered in blood and dirt and sweat. Damon Merriman is actually pretty cute and he does clean up nice. He just needs TLC like his elder brothers, (and a deep clean bath)

Needless to say, HOW is one of my fav comfort movies and i love it even more every time I watch it 🥰😍

Also...wade isn't so bad..i like wade too 😂😂

Reactions the sight of the Sinclairs pulls from me -

Vincent (aka the one I loved before I'd even seen the film & the reason I watched it bc I wanted to meet the person who had all my uwus. He's still the one I feel the most connected to & he's my first call for comfort and other such things): I will either coo or squeal. Sometimes, I squeal and then coo, but never the other way around. Sometimes, I gasp and say, "Vinny ~ " like I'm five😂. I ALWAYS blush, pull my shirt up over my face to just under my eyes, and my heart SQUEEZES in my chest so much it actually hurts. I grin so much that my face begins to ache but I couldn't stop it even if I wanted to. Have to pause the film so I can catch my breath.

Bo (aka the one who terrified me up until about two weeks ago but now he also has all my uwus & I wanna take care of him and protect him): I squeal, say his name while doing so (It's basically just a high pitched call of his name???? Makes my chest ache lmfao) and cover my face with my hands because my face is red hot and my body takes a naturally deep breath because he's THERE and I'm grinning like a lovesick idiot (I mean...😂). Have to pause the film so I can calm down a bit.

Lester (aka the one I couldn't place or figure out for a few weeks but now he's got all my uwus and I would turn a blind eye if he murdered Carly & Wade before the twins got to 'em because they were RUDE to him): A high pitched "Lester ~ " and a smile so wide I, again, have to cover my face with my hands and pause the film so I can breathe. His introductory line, a pun, makes me giggle and it feels like there's flowers in my heart when I look at him and hhhhhhhhhh ~.

In conclusion, I love them a lot and I wanna protecc™. They can destroy me idc I just wanna be close.🥺🥺🥺🥺 They'd tease the fuck outta me and most likely snap me like a twig without a care or thought, but worth it!!! I'm weak, soft, full of love & the Sinclairs deserve it.💗 They're all beautiful hhhhhhh pls I beg🥺🙏