#Lester Sinclare x reader

[spinning-stars]

What I think slashers will bake you as a surprise🍰:

Bo Sinclair- he said "Just risk the salmonella and eat the cookie, I quit baking"

Vincent Sinclair- He loves to bake especially for you💖

Lester Sinclair- He tried his best

Stu Macher- There is no explanation.

Billy Loomis- said it looked like Stu

Original Michael Myers- Badussy.

Rob zombie Michael Myers- he wanted to make a cat

Bubba Sawyer- He said it reminds him of you bc "You're both cute and technically editable"

Thomas Hewitt- Mama May had to help him a bit. (He still thinks you deserve better cookies)

Billy Lenz- he said "Christras COCKie"

Authors note- A short little post for today! Requests are open! Have a lovely day<3

And for my Vincent Sinclair fans who love baking, a new shirt fic!-

[ephemeral-antiquities]

Sitcom Sinclairs headcanons…

I’m coming down from an anxious day, so here is some content for Bo, Vincent and Lester in my little universe with an s/o with anxiety. Self projecting? Perhaps, we shall see.

Bo…

• His gut instinct is to laugh directly in your face at first, or tell you to “grow a pair”.

•But he’s in therapy now! The man is plus one green flag (because any man who goes to therapy has a green flag, in my mind).

•So now he stops himself before it comes out.

•He’s not great at the whole “soft, mushy, comforting” deal, but he’ll go easier on you if you’re having one of your days.

•If he finds you having an attack, thats an entirely different story. His therapist taught him some grounding techniques which he will gladly walk through with you.

•Once you’ve calmed down he’ll leave, only to return with ice cream or some home cooked Southern comfort food. Please be nice, he put his whole heart into those fried green tomatoes. That gumbo is made with his blood, sweat and tears.

•As you both eat, he’ll put one of your favorite movies on the working TV.

•One armed side hug the whole time. Tightens his grip if he feels you begin to shake or breathe a little heavier.

•Anxious s/o? Slap some affirmations on that human and give them food.

Vincent…

•Again, plus one green flag.

•While he might not always understand your specific cause of anxiety, he will try. He understands what anxiety is like.

•If you’re in the middle of an attack, he’ll ask (in his own special and unique way) if you’d like him to stay or to give you space.

•Also not the best at standard means of comfort.

•Will disappear before joining you, only to return with a cup of tea and a weighted blanket. Will request that you don’t ask how he obtained the blanket. Don’t worry about it. Also don’t worry about putting it on, he’s already wrapping it around you like a cocoon.

•Will listen as long as you need, will let you wait out the waves of nerves resting on his lap as he sketches or plays with your hair (only if you agree, but he knows firsthand how relaxing and comforting it can be to have your hair played with). Don’t look at his sketches, they’re definitely not you. Totally.

•If you don’t want to talk about it, he’ll try to find another way for you to get it out. He has suggestions, but if you have other ideas he’s all ears and ready to get whatever you need.

•Speaking of getting whatever you need.. Southern comfort food makes it’s not-so-surprising return! Made with love by the twins. He will watch you and make sure you eat until you are comfortably full.

•Overall, he’s comforting by just being there, in silent support. He might not speak much, but he will make sure you know that you are safe, that you are loved dearly, and that he is always there for you.

Lester…

•His s/o is having a rough day? Hold the phone, he’s on his way. Will undoubtedly enter and announce his presence with “have no fear, Lester is here!”

•To be frank, if you’re having anxiety he’s probably anxious for a split second just because you are.

•Will make sure you are as comfortable as humanly possible while he sets to getting your mind off of your anxiety.

•If you need to talk it out, he’s there in a minute. Don’t want to talk and just need comfort and a redirection of the mind? Bam, he’s there with it.

•I think Lester would have a small house, meaning a small kitchen, you can see and smell the food he’s cooking. Oh, whats this? Southern comfort food? Wow, what a surprise.. (he’s a good chef, but he’s still nervous you wont like it. Please reassure him).

•Will put on old cassettes to watch to help distract you.

•Bonus: Jonesy snuggles.

•He’ll tell you stories to help distract you and make you laugh, like funny anecdotes about his brothers (don’t tell them he told you).

•You don’t have to do anything for the rest of the day. Just kick back and relax, Lester has it all under control. He just wants you to feel comfortable and to rest so you can feel better, in whatever way that means for you.

[horror-princess-2002]

Hi hi can I would like a slasher matchup pretty pls :3. I am 5,5 with really short dark brown hair, I dress in a lot of warm autumn colours and people tell me I remind them of a pumpkin spice latte. I like nature, folk music plus 1950’s-60’s rocknroll music and going on walks,my hobby is collecting geodes, sea glass and cool rocks from the huge loch I live next too and I display my finds on some little shelf’s in my room :3. Also I’m autistic and tend to carry a small stuffed animal with me places unless it’s somewhere I’m comfortable in where I take my favourite stuffed animal Pim Pim who is a red panda :D!. I’ll be very happy if u decide to decide to match me :3.

I love I hope you enjoy ❤️

I match you with Lester sinclair

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‣ Brahms Heelshire : The Boy (2016)

‣ Billy Lenz : Black Christmas (1974)

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[cup-o-slash-orphaned]

The Sinclair Brothers With a Sick S/O

I caught myself a chest infection and then Covid in the span of like... Two (?) weeks so I whipped up a lil sumthin' to cope.

Vincent

If we're being honest, Vinny kinda panics when he realizes just how sick you are.

Listening to you cough, and seeing the dark circles around your eyes, how pale you get, and the shivers, worried boy indeed.

You're just so important to you that he hates to see you in any kind of discomfort or distress

Puts you on immediate bed rest, you're not to lift so much as a finger

Makes sure there’s lots of pillows, fluffs them perfectly

Vincent Actually takes a break from his work to care for you while you're sick, like full house husband mode

Is at your beck and call all hours of the day, too cold? He'll go get another blanket. Too hot? He'll get a cold cloth. Whatever you need, he's got it covered.

Has absolutely no fear of getting sick, he's by your side 24/7

In short he is constantly there to care for you but you may just have to return the favour in a few days when he comes down with it-

Bo

Tells you to man up at first, very "Grow a pair, you're not dying" 

But once he sees just how sick you are, and then working yourself into the ground on top of all the coughing and wheezing. He eases off you a bit 

Instead he growls at you for not taking proper care of yourself.

Fucking hypocrite 

Isn't as doting as Vincent, hell half the time he doesn't even know what to do with you.

Puts you on the couch, with a bucket and some tissues so he can supervise you while he's home. 

Makes Vincent watch you when he has things he has to get done so you don’t "Choke on your own spit or somethin'." 

Does not allow Lester in the house, almost thinks roadkill boy had something to do with you getting sick in the first place

 Threatens to hose him down at one point 

Very minimal contact, he'll check your forehead with the back of his hand and that's IT. 

He does not want whatever you've got. 

Though he does check up on you a tiny bit more after to make sure you don't "Work yourself into an early grave"

Lester

Does, infact, wonder if he had something to do with you getting sick 

I mean... Hot roadkill in the hot Louisiana sun, he's bound to bring home something every now and again. 

And being around it a lot more often than most his immune system definitely has a bit of a boost with stuff like that. 

Asks his big brothers for help, cause he's not very sure what to do. 

Usually, when he comes down with something, Lester just nurses some halls or goes to bed early, so when he sees just how dead on your feet you look he is absolutely lost 

Eventually just swaddles you in a blanket, and cuddles you while you sleep it off 100% 

Will get you whatever you need, no matter what it is or when you need it. 

He feels a lil responsible for you being sick is all 

He stays there with you the entire time, no matter how many times Bo tells him to get his ass in gear and get some work done. Your health comes first.

[cosmiccandydreamer]

Dollhouse Chapter 2

Bo Sinclar x Reader (she/her)

18t ONLY. SEE MASTERLIST FOR WARNINGS.

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*Four years ago*

"Plane number 171 now boarding for New Orleans, Louisiana" the voice above you from the intercom was low and monotonous. This announcer didn't seem keen on being here either. You gripped your water bottle hard, the crackling noise filling the buzzing room with even more noise. You were anxious about the fact that you were going through the same thing as you did when you were a kid, wishing for the best and expecting the worst possible outcome. You didn't know what to expect when you got off the plane. You were shooting in the dark here, something that was entirely out of your character. You loved Louisiana, and you had fond memories here running around in the summertime after fireflies wandering around the french quarter (even though it was at an age that wasn't appropriate). Most locals knew you and your whimsical Aunt Jewel. She lived alone in the outskirts of New Orleans in a small book quaint home that ran along with the River. Your parents had died in a car accident, and although you wish that you could spend 100% of your time here with your aunt Jewel, there was an agreement with the state that you were to spend the school year with your father's uptight side of the family. Your Aunt Jewel was seen as a healer among these growing herbs in her gardening, creating balms and elixirs for those needing assistance. You often wondered if she was a witch, which didn't frighten you at all. It excited you. You wanted to hear about all her adventures in her youth whenever you came over. "Hush, now that's enough stories for today," she would say, waving you off with the wave of her hand. "Les is waiting for ya anyways; go on now.”

Most of the adventures you spent running around with your foster brother Lester Sinclair. You were born here in Louisiana but had moved to New York when you were a pre-teen after the accident. Your great aunt ran a foster care program, so every summer you came to stay, you'd live with the foster care children. The only one you clicked with was Lester. He lived with your aunt for about two years; his two brothers, who were twins, got separated from him, Vincent, who didn't speak much, was sent to a foster home for special needs children. Beauregard, who was said to have a mood disorder, was sent to a home for rowdy and unruly children. You never met the person they would call Bo, but you've heard stories of him being angry and unpredictable. You did meet Vincent for a short moment, and he was sweet and shy with a soft air around him. Your aunt had fought to keep all the children together, but it was impossible due to the unique circumstances. You remember Vincent being quiet and always had something covering his face, whether it be a scarf or a bandage. . You knew that being away from his brothers must be hard on him and made him feel like he was alone with no family, but you hoped that your friendship and his relationship with your aunt helped come you didn't see Lester as a foster brother; you saw him as a family and every night; you all would gather around the dinner table with the other foster children listening to Auntie Jewel's stories.

You'd both often get in trouble for playing in the lake water and collecting animal bones. Tracking in mud and leaves into the house while excitedly showing Jewel the unique treasures you both found. Lester seemed to have a knack for finding dead animals anywhere you went. Of course, this morbid skill would scare the other children, but your aunt found it amusing. "Miss jewel, look what I found!!" Lester had come dashing to where you and jewel were gardening with another one of the foster children. It was a dead squirrel that had been picked clean from the surrounding animals. The rest of the children that were in eyesight screamed and ran away into the house. You just chuckled, and your aunt. Jewel clicked her tongue and chuckled," now, Lester, what did I tell you about running over here and shoving that in people's faces?" "I'm sorry, miss jewel, I was just excited you don't usually see one so preserved; what you think y/n? Cool, huh" "yeah, that's pretty cool, Lester," you replied, which brought a huge smile to his face.

On Saturday, she had taken you both to a taxidermy store; she decided to embrace your newfound hobby with your foster brother. You both found it fascinating how something could remain so life-like after death. You slightly run your hands over one of the displays of all bleached bones and forgotten dead, ripped sewed, and glued before it was made into a design. A beautiful display that even in death, there can be beauty found, new beginnings never thought possible. "Auntie jewel, I want to do something like this one day. Can we make things like that?" You asked, tugging on her skirt and looking up at her with vast curiosity. She chucked and looked down at you. "I'm sure you can do anything you put your mind too little one; I can't wait to see what you come up with. "I can help!" Lester chimed in, tugging along, "I can get the dead animals, so y/n doesn't have to! Then we can clean them, and she can make art and stuff". Auntie jewel smiled. "It sounds like you all little ones have a plan. Make sure you stick to it and stick together," she replied, looking back at the two of you "worlds a big scary place and families all ya got." "you consider me family miss jewel?" Lester piped up. "Course I do, child! You've" been with me longest, and you're y/n best little friend, of course, you're family suga." Auntie Jewell didn't tell both of you that she was planning on adopting both of you. She didn't want you to move back to new york with that family she knew was not very warm and welcoming. She's all happy you were here helping her and her garden and walking with her to the farmer's market, playing with your foster brother, and taking in the warm, humid air. She also knew that Lester had to stay. She had grown to love the little boy, and your relationship was extraordinary. She knew it was good for him and good for you.

You all continued your walk in silence toward the farmer's market. Saturday morning was your favorite time of day. Auntie jewel would take you both there with her every time she gave you both a couple of dollars and let you guys run around to the stands. "Lester, where did you say you're from again? "You asked him, happily licking your ice cream cone walking along with the colorful stands and fun costumes. Jazz music and laughter filled the air around you both." y/n I told you I'm from Ambrose. "Oh yeah," you exclaimed, "I wanna see your town one day"! You said, hopping onto the stone wall that you both had stopped at. Your legs were swinging back and forth as he joined you on the wall. Lester rubbed the back of his head; he let out a puff of air and stayed silent for a moment. "I don't know about that; it's not the best place to be." He lately kicked out some dirt on the ground sticking his hand in his pocket and not looking at you. "Les, hey" You walked around to stand in front of him and lightly touched his face to make him look at you. "Anywhere you're from, I feel it has to be wonderful because you're wonderful. I'd love to see it someday; promise me you'll show me one day" a large smile crept across your face as you fixated on him, waiting for his reply. "Oh gosh," his face also started to form into a smile, "Yeah, okay, I'll show you one day. I hope you can get to know my brothers someday, too. They would love you!" "Tell me about your brothers again," You said, taking another bite of your ice cream

"Well," he sucked in a bit of air and then blew it out. "Well, you met Vinny, and what you saw is pretty much what you get. He's reticent. He's timid. He's always been good at drawing, though, but he never did anything with it. Did I tell you my parents used to run the old house of wax museum That was an Ambrose?" "You did briefly, yeah" "yeah, well Vinny would help all the time learning how to mix the wax just like mama did; Bo never help, so he was always thinking around with things taking it apart just to see how they work. He's good with his hands too in other ways, but he had a wicked temper". Lester's voice trailed off a bit; you could tell he missed his brothers. "Mom was so mean to Bo. I mean, he was always so angry, but she used to tie him to his high chair so tight it would cut into his wrists". "Oh my stars, that's horrible"! You hopped down from the stonewall to look at Lester. "I'm so sorry all of you had to see that I hope wherever Bo is now, he's doing better Hopefully, someday I can meet him and get to know Vinny!" He smiled at you, his eyes brightening up from their previous melancholy disposal "yeah I would like that I would like for all us to be together someday I mean you're my sister now so you'd fit right in." You both happily skipped back to find your aunt, This time walking in silence but a newfound era of understanding. Lester had been through a lot, but it was apparent that he found a place of solitude with you and your aunt, and you found a place of belonging with him and your aunt too.

You had taken up an interest in assisting your aunt with her jewelry and trinket that she made for the farmer's markets. Still, soon you and Lester began your own little creative business finding animal skulls and bleaching them, and making art out of them. Jewel, of course, oversaw any kind of use with the chemicals but allowed both of you to be the headliners in the creative process. This became one of your favorite pastimes finding exciting rocks and other things to decorate on your art with Lester. He was less cringed about the grossness part and would usually find roadkill for you to use excitedly, grabbing it with his tiny little gloves that you're aunt insisted he wears, although if it were up to him, he would just hold them by his hand. He would come running with the animal or skull object, an excited grin on his face slapping it down onto your little workbench in the garage. Who would have thought such a morbid interest would draw everyone together? Your aunt Jewel had walked into the room and saw both of you excitedly hot-gluing jewels and different flowers onto the skull, which she assumed was a squirrel. She decided that this was the time to tell both of you that you could stay here permanently if you wanted.

You had opened up to her recently about how your family in New York was becoming borderline abusive. You let her know how they would lock you away in the attic whenever you say anything embarrassing in front of their high-end Richie friends. You didn't like it there, and you didn't belong there. When you finally told her everything that happened every time you went back there, she felt the hot intense rage and urge to fly her little southern self to the big apple and rip their throat out, but she knew that wasn't the way. She had to do this legally to get you away from them. Wiping her hands on her apron, she called to both of you over to the kitchen table. She excitedly informed both of you about the process that was starting to adopt you if you both were interested. You both let out a large gasp and ran to hug her. It seemed too good to be true; finally, you would never have a teary-eyed goodbye at the airport when it was nice to leave. And never again would you have to count down the days to when you could return to your home. It was the most fantastic news you both have ever heard in a long time. "Oh, Auntie jewel, I'm so happy," you exclaimed, running to hug her tight, while Lester soon followed. This seemed like the perfect situation. Soon you would be legally adopted, and you would be living here in this beautiful magical, hauntingly beautiful place with your brother and your aunt.

But as life would have it, tragedy struck; while away back at New York City on one of your scheduled visitations, you patiently waited for the news that you could permanently pack your bags and go back to Louisiana. You had a particularly terrible day at school. The kids were ruthlessly picking on you and making fun of you after one of your skeleton sculptures fell out of your backpack. You weren't exactly popular with any of the kids, to begin with, but this is further ostracized you from the rest of the group; going back home to the family who treated you like an outcast didn't help your mood. The only solace you had was knowing that eventually, you would be able to leave here forever. That wasn't until you got the phone call. The phone called and made the room spin, and your vision became blurry. Your stomach seemed to crawl into your neck, and your mouth became dry. It was like someone on the other line was speaking some language you had never heard. You couldn't comprehend it. Your Aunt Jewel has suffered a heart attack and was dead. Your dream was shattered, you were 17 years old, and your life would change drastically in the next four years.

[frowningvalentine]

my name is valentine (he/him)! welcome to the blog- uhh... you!

mostly rambling about things I like, as well as writing!

[just use the "valentine writes" tag]

masterlist:

stu macher & gn! s/o headcanons

request info:

requests are currently open! however, there are some things you may want to note before sending an ask

I only write for gender neutral, male, and trans male readers. I also have a preference for making the reader more dominant

currently, I also only write for slashers

billy & stu (scream) — poly and separate

billy lenz (black christmas 1974)

michael myers (original and rob zombie halloween)

brahms heelshire (the boy)

jason voorhees (friday the 13th)

vincent sinclar, bo sinclair, lester sinclair (house of wax) — separate only, unless platonic

ex. bo x reader x vincent, reader is really gentle and nice with vinny (platonic) but bo still gets jealous

bubba sawyer (texas chainsaw massacre, 1974 & 1986)

thomas hewitt (texas chainsaw massacre, 2003 & 2006)

I'll write imagines & headcanons

please specify a scenario, I don't work well with the "anyone you want with fluff" prompt :[

it'd be more cool if it was like "(characters) and cuddling"

angst, smut, fluff and limes are all good with me!

just don't request nasty stuff, alright?

p*dophillia, foot fetish is kinda icky, piss and shit, incest, non-con, etc.

[spinning-stars]

Horror characters favorite color 🩷

I just wanted to head cannon some horror characters and their favorite color and make mini stories.

Warnings- Petty Lester.

Vincent Sinclair-

Green, but not just any green, a muddy dark green. He owns at least 30 green pens either in that color or close to that color.

Lester Sinclair- Deep red, when he was a kid his favorite color was dark blue but then Bo told him that he couldn't have that color because it was his favorite color and that Lester needed to be more Original. He's still petty about Bo taking his favorite color as a kid.

Bo Sinclair- Dark blue, he says it's a manly color. He once got a red hat and came back to it scribbled on in black sharpie 'Get your own color bitch.' written in Lester's handwriting.

Thomas Hewitt- an orangy yellow, he says it reminds him of the sun and sunflowers. (He really likes sunflowers)

Bubba Sawyer- yellow, chop top calls him "little piss boy" bc of it.

Chop top- the entire rainbow, he just likes colors he does lean a bit more towards purple and green tho.

Asa Emory- purple, he eats, sleeps and snorts the color purple.

Michael Myers (both the Rob zombie version and the regular Micheal)- pink, not even trying to be funny I genuinely think these two just fuck with the color pink.

Jason Voorhees- brown, bc "it's the color of a tree"

Billy lenz- sage green, bc green.

Authors note- Hiii 👋 u just wanted to make a silly little post bc I just got a shirt that was my favorite color (sage green) have a lovely day, and for my bone lovers check out my other Sfw x reader post! <3

Bonus question!- What's y'all's favorite color?

[morgue-ratt]

I know I requested something not long ago (it was perfect) but I'm wondering if I can make another one?

*warning for animal death*

I had to put my dog Buster down this morning after 15 years and I'm not doing too well. Some comfort from Lester would be lovely, if you're comfortable writing it of course.

Aw, I'm so sorry for your loss. And you can request whatever ya like, I don't mind.

Lester Sinclare x Reader, comfort

500 words, animal death tw

YOU blamed Bo, even if deep down you knew it wasn’t fair to do so. He hadn’t known any better and for once had had no malicious intent. A few weeks ago, you’d found a cat outside what had once been the Ambrose library. It was a scrawny thing with creaking bone and a creaky meow to match but she had been friendly and soon became one of the few bright spots of living in Ambrose, the other being Lester. While Bo wouldn’t let the cat on any of the furniture and Vincent lectured you just about until his hands cramped about keeping the cat out of the museum, Lester had dubbed the cat Tank and went out of the way to bring her catnip, felt mice and treats whenever he could.  

Tank would perk up whenever she heard Lester’s voice and she would sit on your chest some nights when the light was low but the one person in Ambrose who she loved entirely was Bo. You didn’t understand it, Bo complained that ever sense you brought the cat in, he had a shadow. He was always saying she would get herself hurt one of these days. Not only to you, you’d heard him say it directly to Tank when he thought they were alone and you couldn’t help but smile.  

He’d been right, of course.  

You spent the whole morning looking for Tank, expecting to find her in the garage when you found that Bo had spent the night there but he’d left the door open before he passed out and now your darling Tank was nowhere to be seen. Until, you checked behind the theatre and found a mess of blood and fur.  

You cried for hours, sitting with Lester in the back of his truck. He tried his best to soothe, but it really went in one ear and out the other; “Aw, darlin’, you know that thing loved ya, she glowed whenever she saw ya.”  

“Bo did it on purpose.” You said bitterly, unable to meet Lester’s eyes. “He didn’t like her, he was always... griping about her being underfoot. He must’ve opened the door --”  

“Now, now. I know my brother can be... cruel but he knew Tank was yer baby, he’d never do anythin’ intentional to harm her, he’d never hear the end of it!” He nudged you slightly, trying to get to laugh. 

The corner of your mouth went up slightly but you were far from cheered.  

“Tank wasn’t that much smaller than Jonsey, I’ll bet Bo didn’t think anythin’ get to her... no doubt he’s pullin’ himself apart over it.”  

“Good.” You said and Lester laughed.  

“Everything’s gone be alright, Sweetpea. But it don’t gotta be right away. These things take time...” You leaned your head on his shoulder and without missing a beat, he wrapped his arm around you. “And you can take all the time ya need.” He kissed the top of your head and you sighed, maybe feeling just the tiniest bit better.  

[horror-princess-2002]

May I have a matchup please if it's still open?) I'm a tall bi woman with choppy blondish brown hair that has an undercut with brown/ black eyes. I tend to hide my insecurities with a fake confidence because I know I'm not the best socially and that I'm often the odd one because of my anxiety/ocd. To people that I'm close to, im the mom friend who tries to make the people I care about happy. I'm nice and respectful towards people who give me the same respect. Some of my hobbies are gaming, writing stories/ poetry, cycling, studio effects makeup. Thank you 😊 💓

I ship you with Lester Sinclair

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Do y'all ever think that Lester and Bo ever take Vincent's mask and draw angry eyebrows and a mustache on it with sharpie.

Like there in the kitchen after doing it and Vincent comes around the corner looking like Wario:

Also The mini slasher smut fic part 2 is either coming out late tonight or tomorrow!!!

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Horror charaters x A bone obsessed Y/N

I did this for all my animal bone collector horror fans (Myself included) 🖤🦴

Characters include- Asa Emory, The Sinclair brothers, Bubba Sawyer and Thomas Hewitt!

It's Sfw!

Warnings- there is a part skinning animals, I'll let y'all know when that part will come up!

Enjoy 🖤

Asa Emory-

It's Asa so of course he's going to love the fact that you love animal bones.

💜 (scroll to heart # 2 this is the mention of skinning animals part!!!) Every time one of Asa's victims' pet dies due to one of his traps or one of his dogs dies or he finds a dead animal, he doesn't like to waste. Asa makes sure the animal is dead before he loads them up and takes them to his workspace, he'll de-skin and clean up the bones for you to keep. If the animal was a bird or something small he'll try and make a necklace with them. He won't tell you how or where he got the bones.

💜 He will definitely try getting you into insects/bugs exoskeleton, he will pull up another chair and teach you how to pin the animals wings and how to frame them for display. He's rather patient with you, and if you enjoy it you and him will have a little weekly date doing that exactly.

💜 Asa would always be on high look out for animal bones as he stalks his next victims. (One time he found a box of animal bones in one of his victims room and took them to give to you on your birthday🖤)

💜 When y'all move in together he will set up the coolest room ever, framed bugs on the wall, cool animal bone decor, and a bone pillow, as a little surprise.

Vincent Sinclair-

He finds your bone obsession to be cute tbh.

💚 He will make you little wax skeleton of your favorite animal. You just came home from helping Lester with Jonesy and you just see Vincent waddling up to you to hand you it. (He's more excited to give you your gift than anything else in the entire world)

💚 Vincent may not leave the house often but Lester does. So every day Vincent asks Lester to try and find some animal bones so that he can wrap them up in a little bouquet.

💚 He makes it a habit to search the bodies before he covers them in wax, he knows people wear shark teeth, alligator teeth and sometimes bones quite a bit.

💚 Once he figured out what was your favorite skeleton he told Bo to take you out to eat somewhere, head to the store for food and let you help in the shop for the day. He told Lester to pick up very specific shades of room paint. (I headcannon that Vincent has trained Lester's eyes to tell the difference between 2 colors that barely have a difference.) Once Lester came back he started painting a detailed mural on the wall.

Bo Sinclair-

Doesn't mind the bones obsession.

💙Bo trys to make him out to be "oh ok." And does nothing about the obsession kind of guy but he fails at that so badly.

💙 "Hey babe, I got you some of these bone shaped candies because you have a weird obsession." (He has to throw a small insult in there or he will literally explode)

💙Bo will sit in the shop all day and work on carving a little bone design into a peice of metal to make a ring/bracelet for you. (Vincent provided the drawings for him to make the ring/bracelet)

💙 This Mother fucker is a good pick pocketer and thief. Every time he sees someone wearing bones he will figure out a way to get it and give it to you.

Lester Sinclair-

Lester is Lester.

❤️He will feed into your obsession the most.

❤️ Every. Single. Day. He will bring you baskets of animal bones (Most of them are teeth)

❤️ Lester would carve you and him matching animal bone knifes, you can't convince me otherwise.

❤️ He would buy you a Lego animal bone set, I can't unsee it. (Most likely one of the dinosaur ones)

Bubba Sawyer-

He misunderstood the assignment a bit

💛 you made the slight mistake of not specifically telling him what bones you exactly liked, so he brings you human bones.

💛 Once you correct him and tell him you ment animal bones he made it his mission to search every single spot for one.

💛 on every note he left you there will be a very tiny animal tooth attached to it.

💛 he'll forget sometimes and accidentally give you human bones again

Thomas Hewitt-

Has a bone obsession too.

🧡 He too has a bone obsession and he made a little case dedicated to y'all's obsession.

🧡 Like Bubba he will not get the assignment unless specifically told animal bones.

🧡 ever since you moved in with the Hewitts you've noticed more and more bone decor. (Tommy just wants you to this the house is nice)

🧡 He got a *your favorite animal* skull tattoo because it reminds him of you <3

Authors note- Hello hello 👋 I hope you enjoyed! Requests are open!!!! Have a lovely day<3

Ps. @stitcheswashere13 was my old account that had a lot of problems with, if you liked my content of there and wondered where I went I'm now here!

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Sweet Tooth🩷🧁

Vincent Sinclair x Gn reader.

Warnings- it's fluff/sfw, pure and utterly fluff. Bo does make a joke about sperm at the end.

Yes I head cannon Vincent to love baking, I find it really cute.

"Vincent! Y/N! I'm taking Lester out for dinner, be back in about- 2 hours? Fuck if I know." Bo screams from the front door. The plan is ready for action. Today was Lester's birthday, you and Vincent have been planning to bake Lester a large array of sweet treats. You knew Vincent liked to bake because he would bake fresh cinnamon rolls or beignets at least once a week. But you didn't realize exactly how much Vincent liked to bake until you saw the list of treats y'all had to make.

Lester's Treats:

1 cake

1 pan of brownies

2 dozen cookies (1 dozen peanut butter, 1 dozen chocolate chip)

6 soft pretzels

Soft pretzels may not be a sweet treat but Lester loves them and with the amount of chocolate syrup he dumps on them it's considered a sweet treat. This all may seem like a lot but between Lester and Bo it will be gone in a week max. Vinny lifts you up and grabs the list of his desk as he darts upstairs to the kitchen. You can feel his excitement to bake with you. He kisses all over your face before he sets you down and starts waddling around the kitchen grabbing the ingredients Bo bought prior.

You two decided to bake the cake first. It was a red velvet cake with buttercream frosting. Vincent put all the ingredients in the bowl while you mixed, when he noticed that you were struggling a bit due to there being so much cake batter. He came up behind you and put his hand on top of yours to help you mix. His other hand was wrapped around your waist, as he swayed slightly. "You're doing great don't worry," he softly mumbled. You could tell he still had the biggest puppy dog crush on you even though y'all have been dating for a rather long period of time. You two finished mixing the cake and put it in the pan. You worked on the buttercream while Vincent made the brownies. You put a little bit of the buttercream frosting on the tip of your finger and called Vincent over. You took the buttercream and drew a small line on his forehead while proudly saying "Simba". (You had to explain the joke to him but he did giggle after and asked if you wanted to lift him up.)

About 2 hours have passed when you two were done baking everything, the only thing left was adding a bit of powdered sugar to the cookies (to make it Pinterest worthy) and salt to the soft pretzels. "Y/n," Vincent softly mumbled, you turned around after you added the salt to the last pretze to be met with a spoonful of powdered sugar on your shirt. "You're it," he laughed while quickly grabbing another spoonful. "Oh It's on!" You giggle while grabbing a cup full of it while throwing it at Vincent. He quickly tossed his little bit of sugar at you before he got covered in the sugar you threw, War has begun.

Lester and Bo came home, on a table were all the baked goods you and Vincent had made. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY LESTER!" Everyone yelled as you, Vincent and Jonsey popped from behind the table (you two made Jonsey a little bandana that had "Happy birthday Lester written on it). Lester giggled at you and Vincent was head to toe covered in powdered sugar. "Damn, y'all dressed up as sperm cells for the event wtf happened?" Bo says while shaking his head.

After the little party y'all had, you and Vincent spent the night attempting to clean up all the powdered sugar (while struggling to keep Jonesy out of the room so she wouldn't try to like it all up.)

Authors note-I thought this will be a cute little fic for y'all, Requests are open! Have a lovely day<3

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My requests are open

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MASTERLIST

Askbox is: Open/closed

What I write

Short imagines

Matchups

Drabbles

Who I write

Michael myers

Bubba Sawyer

Chop top Sawyer

Nubbins Sawyer

Jason voorhees

Thomas Hewitt

Candyman

Chucky

Freddy Kruger

Stu macher & billy Loomis

Norman baits

Tom Hanniger

Predator

Bo Sinclare

Vincent Sinclare

Lester Sinclare

I may add more later

Workshop

Forever and always

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[horror-princess-2002]

submission for matchups

I saw someone request a matchup and i got curious ,I hope this is not too much or too little aaaa

ISTP and a Taurus

I would probably describe myself as an ambivert person,tho it is something hard to talk in english due to it not being my first language. I often swear in my mother language out of habit and get my english friends very confused .

They did ask me to tell them a few words,most of them we're swear words but hey I'm happy to just teach them anything.

Sometimes they say that I either sound flirtatious or terrifying when I talk in my mother language pff

I'm mostly calm and patient but when a line is crossed I tend to still act civil but in a more cold way.

I listen to people when they have something thats bothering her or if they simply want to talk w someone about anything.

I sometimes like to crack some jokes,just to see someone laugh or smile

Some things I like is drawing and collecting weird random stuff((Currently trying to make my bones collection bigger)) now as in beliefs I'm an atheist and I dont really care abt others beliefs as long as they're a cool person to be around.

I kinda like just blasting music most of the times in my headphones because I dont like bothering people,but if they would ask to listen I'd totally let them, I listen to every type of music so they can play whatever ,tho I do have a place in my heart for metal.

As in appereance wise I wont say much other than I'm short n have long dark hair which honestly I kinda like.

But I also wanna mention scars I have I used to despite them due to how i got them and due to people commenting on them, but now theyre just here and ive grown to simply not be bothered by them

Now, freckles, I am covered with them I have them on my face,shoulders some even on my chest and I honestly adore them

Hi your English is great love ❤

I ship you with Lester Sinclare