#Teen!Freddy Krueger x Reader

[rave-quinn]

Shows I'll write for

Teen Titans

Stranger Things

Death note

Naruto

Wednesday

Total drama

Will add more if asked

Movies I'll write for

Texas Chainsaw massacre

Halloween Rz and the og one

IT

Harry Potter

Nightmare on elm street

Child's play

Alien

Saw

Black Christmas

No one sleeps in the woods tonight

Friday the 13th

The conjuring

Will add more if asked

[amomentsescape]

Hello I am craving angst. Hey can you do a headcanon for the slashers? [Maybe Slasher X reader] Like could you do headcanons. What if the Slashers found their SO has been killed? or Maybe headcanon for Slashers if they accidently killed their so?

Sorry if my grammar is bad.

Slashers Reacting to the Death of Reader

Slashers x Reader (Individual)

Warnings: Mentions of death & killing, some cuss words, ANGST

A/N: All aboard the angst train! I kind of combined your request so some of the Slashers are about Reader accidentally being killed by them and some are an "outside" murder.

Freddy Krueger

He specifically told you not to come into his Dream World tonight

It was too chaotic, too much going on

His victim was a lot faster than he had anticipated

So he did his best to catch up with them

But he just couldn't seem to get close enough

So finally, Freddy's anger took over and he caused the sky to rain knives onto the poor teen

Once things were silent, he walked over to his victim, only to see another body laying further back

Freddy's breath caught

He ran over and saw you

You weren't supposed to be here

He told you not to come

Your eyes were already glazed over when Freddy picked you up

His eyes were going hazy, and he was staggering to your shared bed

He laid you down, your blood immediately soaking through the sheets

And it was only then that Freddy screamed a terrible sound into the world

The whole town would soon be reduced to nothing

Michael Myers

God, he didn't mean to

He just couldn't stand it in that moment

You were upset with him, arguing about how he can't just disappear for days on end without so much as a word

But he was just pissed

None of his killings went as planned, he could barely feel a thing, and here you were yelling about him not being around

It was too much, and he just needed the sensory overload to stop

His mind went dark

It felt like just a moment until he gathered his senses

But when he was able to finally focus, your limp frame was in his arms

Your neck was severely bruised, and there were still fresh tears on your cheeks

He couldn't have done this... right?

He kneeled there with you in his arms

He didn't cry, didn't yell, didn't even move

He just stayed frozen in that position, feeling absolutely nothing

Whatever humanity he had left, it died with you

There was nothing holding him back now

Jason Voorhees

There had only been a couple circumstances when a victim escaped Jason

And even then, none dared to go anywhere near those woods again

Except for one

For some reason, the death of his friends was too much

He was seeking revenge

Jason was inside the cabin cleaning up his machete while you were out picking flowers

You were wanting to make him a flower crown

He immediately dropped everything when he heard a single gunshot ring out through the desolate area

He sprung up, walking out to find you

It didn't take long before he saw a man leaning over a body, apologizing profusely over and over again

When he realized who was lying on the ground, he immediately ripped the man's head off, not even wasting a second

He lifted you in his arms, frantic on what to do

With your last moments, you struggled to smile and grip onto his hand, giving him a silent reassurance

He watched you go limp in his arms

He laid there with you for an eternity, feeling utterly lost

By the evening, he had a gravesite set up for you, and he was already packed

He was going to head into town this time

He would make sure there would be no survivors

Thomas Hewitt

It was just a freak accident

Thomas had gotten in up in the middle of the night while you were sleeping, slipping away to the shed

However, you had no idea where he had went

Fearing the worst, you walked out into the night, looking around for him

But in your worried state, you forgot about one of the traps set up outside

You accidentally triggered it and was immediately impaled

Thomas heard the trap go off and quickly rushed over to it

The moment he saw you, his heart dropped

He ran over and held you, trying to get the trap off of you

But you pleaded with him to leave you be, knowing your fate already

He was frantic, begging and crying with you to let him help

But you knew it was too late

You reached out and touched his masked face, offering a warm smile before your head dropped

Thomas took care of your body, having his family help make a gravesite for you

He was never the same after your death, and he became the most brutal killer out of everyone

Bubba Sawyer

The newest victim was willing to do whatever it took to survive

In a frenzy, they didn't even register what was happening

They saw you and immediately stabbed you in the stomach, quickly sprinting away thereafter

You screamed for Bubba, your body unable to move from the pain

It didn't take long for him to come to you, the area being filled with his whimpers and gasps of fear

He tried to turn you over, but it only caused you to let out cries

He was looking around frantically, trying to figure out what to do

But you just asked him to lay with you, knowing that help would never make it in time

He did as you asked, you both crying together

The moment you went silent, the air was filled with his screams

He was inconsolable

The moment he found the victim hiding away, he did his absolute worst to them

He didn't care about food in that moment

He wanted to invoke as much pain as possible

Your body was carefully tucked away in bed, Bubba refusing to leave your side for days

Brahms Heelshire

You were hoping to surprise Brahms, sneaking out in the night to pick some berries for tomorrow's breakfast

He normally slept like a rock, giving you ample time to complete the task

However, this night, he found himself awake to an empty bed

When he discovered you about to walk out the door, he went into a rage

How could you abandon him like this? Didn't you love him anymore?

He grabbed at you viciously, not seeing anything else but red

You tried to plead with him, telling him that you weren't going to leave

But this all fell on deaf ears

He wasn't thinking, he just grabbed at you and slammed you into the ground, your head bouncing from the force

He only stopped his attack when he saw the empty look on your face, and suddenly everything began to sink in

He froze up and began to cry, collapsing on top of your body

He didn't mean to

He pleaded to you that he didn't want to hurt you

He ended up placing your body on the couch, tucking the doll into your arms

At least this way, there was no possible chance that you could try to leave him again

Norman Bates

He blacked out

He didn't mean to, but something inside of him snapped when he noticed Mother's things had been misplaced

When he finally came to, you were lying in your shared bed, a knife sticking straight up from your chest

Norman became hysterical, not understanding what had happened

"N-no, no, no...."

He cried into your shoulder, holding your body close to his

It didn't take long for his mind to become numb, his teary eyes staring dazedly off into space

He ended up pulling another chair next to Mother, sitting your body beside hers

Mother always loved you, and Norman was sure she'd appreciate the company

It's okay, he reassured himself

You're home with him and Mother

He has his family still

Nothing is wrong

How could it be? You're still here with him...

Billy Loomis

You didn't tell him where you'd be tonight

It was just supposed to be a small get together, nothing important

So why did it matter?

But little did you know, Ghostface would be making an appearance

Billy was quick to get through the small group, eventually making his way around the corner to the next room

However, as you turned to figure out what was going on, your body ran straight into him

Not wanting to have a victim slip from his grip, he stabbed the knife into them quickly, not wasting any time

However, the moment his gaze tilted up, he saw those familiar eyes

As your body dropped, he caught you, ripping off his mask

"(Y/N)?! What the hell are you doing here?! You're supposed to be at home-"

"Billy?" you croaked out

"It's me, baby. Oh my god..."

His voice broke and the tears began to slip down his face unwillingly

Your eyes began to flutter, and he started to shake you in his arms

"Don't you dare fucking do that. You stay with me, alright?"

But your eyes soon glazed over, and Billy found himself yelling at your lifeless body

"DON'T DO THIS TO ME! DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE ME!"

Without you, there would no longer be mercy

Stu Macher

It was supposed to be a fun night together

It wasn't unusual for you to join Stu on his sprees

He loved having you by his side, being there to help him do something he enjoys

But this group was different than the others

They fought back

And when there was only one person left, they somehow managed to grab a nearby kitchen knife and slam it straight into your chest

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Stu screamed

He took his own knife and slashed a gaping wound into they're neck, killing them quickly

He kneeled down beside you, taking your face in his hands

"Hey, hey! You're gonna be okay, alright?"

But you just shook your head

"Look at me. Look at me!"

You did your best to meet his eyes, trying to stay conscious

"I'm gonna get you out of here, and then we'll- (Y/N)?!"

Your eyes had closed, and your head drooped in his hands

Stu began to scream, begging and cursing for you to come back

Eric Draven

One of the first rules Eric gave to you was to never go looking for him at night

It didn't matter how late it was or how long it had been

You stayed home where it was safe, no matter what

But on this night, you broke his rule

Eric was supposed to be back hours ago, and yet you were alone in your bed, worried sick

You eventually gave in and went out into the night, searching for him

But unfortunately, someone else was watching you, quickly jumping out and stabbing you in the neck

They took your wallet and ran, leaving you to bleed out on the sidewalk

But it was only a matter of seconds before a familiar figure ran up to you, placing his cold hands against the wound in your neck

"Goddammit! What did I tell you?!" Eric cried

You tried to speak, but nothing came out but warm blood

"(Y/N), please don't go. Come on, you're strong. Stay with me"

You reached your bloody hand out, caressing Eric's cheek softly before your whole body went limp in his arms

His cries could be heard echoing throughout the night

Without you, he has nothing

[lace-coffin]

Hey can I request jason voorhees x reader were the reader is like freddys sister or kid (grown up ofc) and he is protective of em and when freddy tricks jason to coming to Springwood the reader and jason meet at the corn maze rave and fall in love and it upsets freddy more? Thank you

Requests are open!

Thank you for the request! Ngl I had to rewatch the corn maze scene to refresh and I can’t get over how cool the fire stunt is + I love this Jason’s design with the droopy eye hehe

Jason vorehees x gn!reader

Tw for mild blood and violence (very little)

Fluff/wholesomeness, first time meeting, love at first sight

Is this too corny?

As the younger sibling of Freddy Krueger you know how he is and that things most likely won’t play out smoothly with his new plan. You attend the corn maze rave to keep an eye out for your older brother despite being told implicitly to stay home where it’s safe. You weren’t expecting to meet your soulmate here of all places..

So far things with Freddy’s new idea haven’t been going according to plan, despite successfully deceiving Jason into coming to springwood to do his dirty work he’s not being able to get a good control over him and loosing kills/opportunity to restore his powers as a result of that. Hardheaded as ever your older brother keeps to his idea, detailing how he intends to make the best of a rave that’s being held by local teens in a corn maze.

You however, the younger and only sibling of said boogeyman, were told your not to go and that’s final. As reckless as Freddy can be he cares about your wellbeing, you’re his only sibling and hold a special soft spot in his heart. You feel the same towards him, which is where the issues arises. Things haven’t been going to plan up to this point already, Freddy not being able to control Jason as well as he initially thought and having kills stolen from him as a result. With the situation being as messy as it is there’s absolutely no way you’re letting your brother go alone. Weather he actually knows you’re joining is unimportant, you’re just going to head there, keep your head low, make sure everything goes to plan and then come home.

Everything did not go to plan. Within an hour of being there Freddy has realised you’re here and berated you. He’s beyond pissed since he explicitly told you to stay home, not wanting you involved in the massacre because he knows deep down he doesn’t have a good grip on it right now.

After a few minutes of back and forth arguing he relents and agrees to let you stay. Only because he feels it would be to dangerous for you to walk home in this mess. He can’t bear the thought of something happening to his younger sibling under his watch. He begrudgingly tells you to keep out of the way and lay low until he’s finished and he’ll take the pair of you home. He swears if he wasn’t already dead then the shit you put him through would kill him five times over.

Bitter that you’ve been yelled at for the last couple minuets you make your way into the dense crowd and pour yourself a drink. May aswell, seems you’re going to be here surrounded by dumb hormone driven teens for the next few hours. After finally having enough of the crowd and loud music you take yourself to a more secluded area of the maze, perching yourself on a decorative hay bale and swishing your drink around your cup uninterested.

That is until a corpse covered in glow sticks seemingly falls from no where and slumps down infront of you. Huh. Maybe this will be interesting.

Before you can process what just happened you notice an orange glow emanating from closer to the party, fire. Intrigued and not one to sit idle you follow the haze until you reach its origin. It seems the rave has come to an end as body’s litter the floor, gored beyond recognition. You look over them in sick fascination, quick to realise they aren’t the work of your older brother..the wounds don’t match up.

A rusting noise emanates from the corn stalks and you snap your head around to the source of the noise. Still on fire a hulking 6’5 man? Zombie? Trudges out of the corn maze and pauses to stare you down. Ah, this must be Jason.

Despite your better judgment you rush over to the table to grab whatever liquid you can to douse him in, hoping to put him out. You know he’s important to your brothers plan and your not just going to let him stand there ablaze weather it will actually hurt him or not.

As you throw the (non flammable) drink over him he recoils, albeit a bit delayed to the initial impact. The fire slowly dies down and Jason looks back up to you slowly. Despite the mask you’re sure you can see some gratitude swimming behind his good eye. You rush over to check him over, Jason more than confused but intrigued allows you to once he realises your unarmed and not a threat.

You gently rid him of his jacket now ashen from the fire and tend to any wounds as best you can with whatever is available. Jason is baffled as to why you’re treating him so gently, like you genuinely care about his safety. For most his life all he’s knows is the cruelty of others and the pain he inflicts in the name of his late mother. But you, your so ..soft? Careful and considerate in a way he hasn’t felt in years. He watches you cautiously behind his mask, eye following every step of your movements as you work to patch him up.

You’ve been talking non stop since you started, quickly grasping onto the fact talking wasn’t exactly his forte but enjoying having someone to listen. You explain each step of what you’re doing to him beforehand as not to startle him, Jason gives little nods in response to let you know he understands and is comfortable with you to proceed. Your complete strangers right now but the connection you’ve built over this small period is pleasant and new to the both of you, Jason having someone fawn over him and his health for the first time in years whilst speaking to him normally and considerately is scary but welcomed. You having someone to talk to and make little jokes with whilst not talking over you and giving you room to express yourself is heaven. For what Jason lacks verbally he makes up for in expression and gestures. You notice the way his shoulders bounce as he silently chuckles when you make a particularly cheesy joke, his eyes crinkling under his mask.

Eventually you decide it’s time to bite the bullet and ask if you can take a look under his mask to check if the fire caused any damage that needs to be attended to. Instantly he pulls away. Shit, that’s a no then. You put your hands up defensively and tell him you won’t make him do anything he’s not comfortable with and that you’re sorry for offending him. He shakes his head, wanting to get across that you didn’t offend him, he’s just unsure, you’re a stranger after all, even if he is enjoying your company. After a while of negotiating via head nods you come to the agreement that you can look over the skin visible from behind his mask and no further.

You decide it would be easier to do this sat down so you take Jason’s large leather clad hand into your own and guide him to the floor of the maze clearing. Shuffling closer you ask him again if he’s ready and ok to be touched. Receiving a nod in reply you bring your face up to his. It’s more intimate than you expected considering you just met him and now you’re within kissing distance. Jason snaps his eyes away from yours bashfully but lets you proceed. You run a careful hand over the skin around his mask, miraculously it’s a little charred but already looking better than you expect thanks to his rapid regeneration. Lost in concern and concentrating on looking the visible skin over you don’t realise your effectively petting over his skin softly. It’s relaxing and soft in a way that’s foreign to Jason. You realise the effect it’s having on him once a rumbling content noise similar to a purr emanates from his chest steadily.

You giggle, thinking the noise is cute, especially coming from such a hulking undead being like himself. Jason seizes up at the sound of your laughter, thinking you’re making fun of him like those horrid kids in his past but easily relaxes again when you explain you found it endearing. Your eyes meet and hold contact for a few moments, feeling peacful in each other’s new found company. Without thinking you bump your forehead against his, soft skin meeting plastic. Just resting your head against his and looking into his eyes, it’s intimate but not pushing either parties boundaries. You swear you can see Jason’s skin flush a little darker and the rumble in his chest picks up. After a few moments of shared nuzzling you move back into your earlier position.

You offer to bring Jason back home with you so you can Atleast get him cleaned up and treated with better supplies. It’s not a super smart idea considering you just met him and he’s a 6’3 machete wielding zombie but when have you ever made good choices. He hesitantly nods and agrees to go, he thinks he can trust you after the moment you just shared and to be honest with the way his undead heart is fluttering he doesn’t feel like he could bring himself to say no to you.

You spend a few more moments in comfy silence before your brother emerges from the maze, face splattered with blood. Freddy pauses to take in the scene. You cozied up to the man who’s currently ruining all his plans. Absolutely not. Are you dumb? Do you know what he’s capable of? Did you not just see him slaughter half a student body? Freddy is across the field and pulling you off before you have chance to explain.

Jason, not know Freddy is your older brother and is just being protective, hardens his stance and rips Freddy’s grasp from your arm, machete readied. Freddy doesn’t take kindly to this and snarls at the man, demanding he backs away from his sibling. It clicks that Freddy is your older sibling. Freddy lets go and Jason relents.

Explaining to Freddy that you’re going to take home essentially the flaw within his plan doesn’t go over well. You bicker for a good five minutes, both hard headed and stubborn. Eventually Freddy throws his razored hands up and gives in, telling you that you can patch him up and that’s it, and if he even thinks about laying a hand on you or acting out of line then Freddy will slice him to ribbons without hesitation.

Freddy walks ahead of you on the way home, grumbling to himself about how unreal and stupid this is and how this wouldn’t have happened if you’d just stayed home safe like he told you. You can’t bring yourself to care as you slip your smaller hand into Jason’s, enjoying the brisk night air together.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

In the Bleeding hearts and missing parts au, the Brotherhood teens didn't really know Reader before they dissappeared. They knew of them, but kinda lumped them in as another annoying X-teen. When they went missing, they all felt kinda bad. They didn't like the X-teens but they didn't want anything terrible to happen.

Of course now the X-men have Reader back, but no one knows, so legally they're still missing and will probably stay that way.

Lance is the second one to meet Reader post-transformation officially (the hauntings they did don't count, the Brotherhood doesn't know that was them.)

Since they go to a normal school in Evolution (I think), they sometimes have to deal with crappy teachers spewing anti-mutant crap. One teacher does this and Lance breaks in her classroom after hours with a bucket of paint to prank her. Breaking the lock to get in, he surprised to see Reader!

At least...he thinks it is?

He doesn't exactly have Reader's looks down to complete memory but he's pretty sure they didn't have glowing eyes, freddy kreuger hands, piranha teeth, and fading scars all over. They look kinda scary.

And they're...stuffing the desk with frogs?

See, Reader also heard the teachers bullcrap, so they decided to mess with her too. Starting with filling her desk with frogs and mice. (live one this time. Don't worry Scott)

Reader looks at Lance's bucket of paint, gives him a thumbs up and then just...fades away.

Leaving poor Lance to figure out how to tell Kitty (who he has a crush on, if I remember) 1. That her missing friend/sibling/teammate/roommate (he is honestly not sure if the X-teens are related or not) is dead, likely murdered and 2. That their ghost is haunting the school and potentially the Brotherhood house.

The first one to meet Reader is Todd an hour beforehand, when they made accidentally made eye contact when they were both collecting frogs. They just nodded at each other and went about their day. Todd decided that it was #notmyproblem.

Bwahaha! I love this, @sugar-soda!

Lance was unsure how to break to his maybe girlfriend/maybe crush/kinda friend that he saw their dead sibling or roommate or teammatw or whatever Reader was, and that they're haunting the school and their house. He wasn't even sure what their mutation was, but their ghost is freaky as h*ck! Sharp, deadly teeth, clawed hands to put Freddy Krueger or a bear to shame, scars all over and fading into their skin, amd those eyes... those haunting, bright, glowing eyes... And they're stuffing mice and frogs and roaches in their anti-mutant teacher's desk drawers...

Well, someone had to do it! Who cares if it's a ghost?!

He wants to tell Kitty so bad, especially since he's pretty sure now that Reader is dead... but he wants to investigate first, make sure they truly are dead and that the ghost is truly them... and if it is... he might need to get some help sending sending back to their peaceful rest...

Todd, when he saw Reader, catching toads and frogs in the rain, high-fived them, collected his own pet frogs and toads, and went about his merry way. Look, if they're a scary, ghoulish mutant, who cares? It doesn't bother him, and they don't eat frogs or toads, so he's cool with them. Not his problem, not his concern. Of course, awhile later when he sees Lance, the guy looks like a nervous wreck covered in bright green paint smears, looking like he saw a ghost-!

Eh, oh well.

As long as paint isn't in his food and it doesn't clog the drain, then Lance can do him amd Todd can do Todd.

And on Friday morning, Ms. Snobbskey, the annoying and brutal teacher of English class, finds her classroom dabbled in bright grass green paint, her drawers full of hideous (cute) little mice and frogs, and roaches and a wasp nest in the corner and vents of her classroom. Suffice to say, her class is canceled for the day for everyone, and that classroom deemed a health hazard until further notice...

(This was so cute, @sugar-soda ! Ask any questions or share any ideas if you want! I love them!)

[azazelflare]

Freddy Krueger X Reader: It’s You

Minors DNI 

CW: dream sex, claiming, cum swallowing, hard fucking

AO3

You knew Freddy as a teen, you would babysit his daughter before the fiasco. You fell asleep one night after finishing your book. When you opened your eyes, you were in a boiler room. You could feel the heat against your skin. You touched the pipe experimentally and you felt your skin burning. You quickly pulled your arm back, you turn your head and you see a man standing in front of you. He had a red and green striped sweater and a brown fedora on. He walked closer to you with his hand, which you quickly realized were knives on a glove, scraping against the pipes. You start to feel scared seeing him walk toward you. He makes it about a foot from you, you are unable to move from your spot. He reaches toward you with his knife hand and you flinch back when he scratched your cheek. You tried to speak but he just shushed you, his unclawed hand holding your chin. You feel his textured skin against you and he smirks at you. “Hey doll. Been a while, hasn’t it?” your eyes widen at the nickname. “Freddy? What the fuck? How’d this happen?” he looked at you, a large smile on his lips. “Well, I made a deal with a demon, now I’m a dream demon.” you looked confused, wondering if this was a dream. “Of course, this is a dream! How else am I supposed to visit you?” You must have said that out loud. He chuckled at you. He pulls you closer to him, his claws digging into your arm. His mouth catches yours and you moan into the kiss. You wrap your arms around him and his eyes widen as you deepen the kiss. He releases the kiss “You have no idea how long I've waited to do that. Ever since I heard you and Loretta fighting that one day, I’ve wanted to kiss you.” His jaw drops at that statement. You just turned 18 that day and you were babysitting Kate and heard them fighting. You continued to play with her till they were done, being a much-needed distraction for her. When he was caught, you kept Kate with you. She stayed with you until CPS took her. When he was found innocent and burnt, you saw the parents kill him. His screams echo in your ears from time to time. Unknown to you, he heard your screams through the fire. He heard you trying to put out the fire with anything close by. When you were dragged back by the cops, you screamed bloody murder. He heard your screams and thought they did something to you as well. When the demons came and made a deal, you were on his mind. He not only made the deal for revenge for himself but also for you. He was not going to make the same mistake again. When he felt you were dreaming he made himself known, in all honesty, he missed you. He was happy when he saw your face again, ten years have really done wonders for you. Your face had lost the acne, and your hair has a little gray streak from the stress of that night. He runs his fingers through your hair, he holds the strip softly. “This is from them, isn’t it?” you nod and you have tears gathered in your eyes. The trauma from that night caused more problems than it solved. You are the town outcast, you couldn’t even buy groceries from the store because every time you went, the other people would glare and sneer at you. Kids would even whisper that you were the devil's bride and you shouldn’t get close. You resorted to buying groceries in another town. Freddy grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you into a hug. Whispering sweet nothings into your ear. You see his ear close to your mouth and you nip and lick at it. He lets out a moan at your antics. He pushes you up against the railing and bends you over it. Your shirt bunches up and he sees the tattoo on your lower back. He smirks seeing the red butterfly, “I see you’ve gotten around, butterfly huh?” you blush and answer him. You were in mourning for a while, and you used sex to heal. His smirk grew larger at your words. You hear his belt unbuckle and a zipper, you wiggle your hips at him and he laughs. “Fucking slut, you need this, don’t you?” a gag appears in your mouth and you nod, whimpering at him. His hand cups your core and his fingers start to play with your clit. You moan through the gag. When he feels like he prepared you enough he runs his dick up and down your folds. He pushes into you slowly, your walls stretching around him. You moan loudly and he pulls your hair, bending your back. He starts to thrust into you slowly and you feel his textured cock rubbing all the right places. He starts to pump faster and faster. The knot in your stomach growing tighter. He pulls your hair tighter and bends down moving your hair out of the way. He licks and sucks your neck and he bites down, drawing blood. You whimper and scream when he did this. He licks the blood off your neck and moans at the taste. “You taste as good as you smell doll. Maybe I should make you my new slut. Would you like that?” you nod your head and he smiles. His thrusts get erratic and you feel a pulsing sensation. He hits your cervix and you feel him cum inside you. He rubs your clit till you release. He pulls out of you and turns you around and makes you kneel. “Clean me up slut.” the gag disappears and you start to lick and suck his dick. You taste yourself on him and you clean him up. He starts to harden in your mouth and you moan around him. He lets out a loud moan and he grips your hair. He starts to fuck your mouth, and you gag and choke on him. He jolts forward and pushes his entire length into your throat. You have tears in your eyes and he lets out a sigh, cumming down your throat. He lets go of you and you cough trying to get breath into your lungs. You look up at him and smile, opening your mouth to show him the rest of his load. “Swallow.” you do as he says and he pets your cheek. “Doll, you're mine now. No one gets to touch you but me. Got it?” you nod and feel yourself waking up. “See ya tomorrow night doll.”

[slashingdisneypasta]

Teen! Bubba, Chucky and Freddy x Reader || Oneshot

Title: Y/N and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Night

Notes:

This is a rewrite of a very cracky-y fic! I was never happy with how I wrote this shot- I found Chucky was too brooding and Freddy was lame (Though I was happy with how the Sawyer's worked out ^^ I love those brothers so much), and I have had plans for second and third instalment's for forever that I still wanna make, so here! Take #2.

I'm gonna delete the original *cough* Sorry if you liked it, but this one is way better! Basically the exact same stuff happens, its just mercilessly edited and is a lot smoother, plus the characters are more realistic *cough* less cringe *cough*.

The characters still aren't totally right, ya know, mostly cuz they are in totally different settings then they usually are- Freddy especially. But, trust me, in the next part he will become much more the character we love to hate and it'll be great XD Haha.

Plot: At a party you didn’t want to go to, you lose sight of your best friend Freddy, help out a nervous boy called Bubba, annnnd there’s also neighbourhood terror Charles Lee Ray, there. The whole night is dramatic and mildly traumatising (Mistakes were made), but there were perks too.

Warnings: Mentions of vomit and pee, mentions of physical abuse, sexual assault (Freddy forces a kiss on you but it doesn't go any further then that), cursing, and just sexual references. Its the basic chaotic teen movie house party.

FRIDAY NIGHT

As soon as I walked in here, I knew it was time to go home. Everyone was drinking, my only friend abandoned me the second we stepped over the threshold, and to top it all off I think I saw a rat. A RAT.

This was a mistake from the get-go, from the very idea. My shoulder devil betrayed me and I shouldn't be surprised but I am shocked.

So then I turned around to leave, get the hell out of dodge you might say, but two face-suckers I recognised vaguely as David 'Spit Ball' Brown and Erica 'No Self Respect' Banks from Bio, set up shop right in the doorway, and when I attempted to - painfully awkwardly, - ask if I could get just past them quickly... I got ignored.

Now, after 3 hours of this mess that the world so innocently calls a ‘house party’, when its clearly societies half assed attempt at absolute chaos... I am still here. Yep, that's all. I'm, still, here. And I'm very uncomfortable. Why couldn’t I be a 'party animal'? Or even remotely comfortable in this kind of setting? I'd love to be having fun but I just feel like an endangered loaf; Sitting here in the corner atop the kitchen bench, hidden away by some open cabinet doors but still hazardously close to all these drunkards and their inhibitions. I found this semi-safe place when I decided to just stand by and wait for things to die down a bit so I can leave, but I'm now just starting to figure that my chances of that happening, are... slim. As its 12.30- on a school night.

I’ve seen literally 3 kids throw up on the floor and 4 injuries. I also saw Freddy - the friend that abandoned me, - with a cup of something brown in his hand, -. I considered getting his help, but he was... uhh... busy... and a good wing-friend, unfortunately, would never fuck chances like that up for him.

I also glimpsed the town's local nomad - no one knows where he lives, or if he even goes to our school, but everyone knows who he is and that he is the one behind that one time our school shut down for a week due to bug infestation, - , Chucky, in another room brooding, so no one is safe.

Not even a few more minutes pass before another boy, around my age, comes into the kitchen and vomits- into the sink though this time. Then he turns back, looks about with trembling lips, and sinks down to sit on the tiles and hold his tummy. He looks so lonely, my heart hurts. Chewing on my bottom lip, it takes me a good minute to force myself off the bench and from my hiding spot, but I make it over to him, kneel down and tap his shoulder. Quickly, he snaps his head around at attention, and looks at me with cautious, wide, brown eyes.

“Hey, do you wanna go home now?”

If his trembling arms, rested on damp pants depicted anything to me, then its ‘I want to go home’, and he does. He nods sadly, but as if he has no way to get home. Raising a shaky hand, he points at a couple of lanky boys standing in the kitchen doorway, one wearing circular shades and the other a dirty looking green t-shirt. They look a little older than us, collage-aged probably and are definitely having a blast- One of them is saying something about beer pong. “B-B-Brothers.” The word comes out of the boy like its practised, but its still difficult.

Ah. Clearly the younger brother got the fashion sense in the biological line-up; He's wearing a nice button up and slacks, though it looks like someone may have spilt something on his shirt. I frown. “So, they’re your ride home then?” The boy nods, seeming to become more comfortable with me as time passes. To move it along, I give him a reassuring smile and another shoulder pat. “Do you have anyone who can come pick you up?" I pick my phone up out of my back pocket and show him. "I can call them for you.”

His eyes brighten immediately, even though his face doesn’t. He’s clearly had a bad night; Way worse than I have. Also, he’s adorable and pitifully sat on the kitchen floor, so I have to help the poor guy. I smile bigger and get out my phone, handing it to him so he can put in the phone number as I sit down on the tiles beside him, watching the numbers he presses in.

Once he’s done that, he hands it to me again so I can talk, which isn’t surprising, seeing as he had trouble uttering the one word he did give me. I don’t mind- although, I do hope whoever he called is nice. Phone calls are scary. “Hello? I have someone here, uh… “Oh my god, I don’t know his name!! “He, he… uh… wants to get picked up and taken home…?”

“Ah, you work at that chicken joint, then. Was it Nubbins or Chop Top that broke something this time? I'm not paying for it, take it up with them. Or- err- Did Bubba throw up again? I’ll be right over-” A thick, cranky-sounding, southern accented man responds through the phone. I look at the boy with wide eyes, to see he’s watching intently and then poke a finger into my non-listening ear so I can hear the man easier. Chicken joint?

“No, sir, sorry. My names Y/N. One of them feels sick, and we’re at a party at 38 Maple- “

I get cut off, as the man suddenly shouts- “Those dunderheads!!” I jump immediately at the sudden bark coming through the receiver. Oh god! He’s mad. He's very, very mad. Peaking at the boy again, whose name is apparently either ’Chop Top’, ‘Nubbins’ or ‘Bubba’, I catch a very nervous look on his face and he twiddles his thumbs and looks away from me finally. “I knew they’d go to that damn party! Why did I trust them?? Why?? And with Bubba, as well. Those SHITS!”

“S-Sir,” I try to intervene, to actually get the boy some help like I intended, and also make him stop yelling because its terrifying and my ear is starting to hurt.

“I’ll be right there, I will. Thank you for calling.” Then the line goes abruptly dead and I drop my phone hand into my lap, taking my finger out of my ear too. Smacking my lips awkwardly, I turn to the boy, and after a moment, mouth ‘Bubba?’ and tilt my head, look curious. He nods, so that’s his name. At least something good came out of that traumatic phone call with that insane man.

“Uhh, whoever that was- your father?” Bubba shakes his head. “Uncle?” Another head shake. Wait- “Brother?” He nods. That guy sounded 80 years old!! “Your brother is coming to get you. He seemed… irritated.”

Bubba lets his head fall forward, and sighs. Smiling and shaking my head, I get up to my feet and offer my hands to him. “Come on, we’ll clean you up a bit and sober you if we can. I think we should stick together; Better in two’s then one’s in this mad place, right?”

Enthusiastically, he nods, and takes my hands but doesn’t put much of his weight on me as I ‘help’ him up to his feet. As we walk through the house looking for a bathroom, because the kitchen sink is still full of his sick, he walks in front of me to part the way since he’s bigger- he’s so sweet! On the way we don’t run into much trouble apart from busy walkways, but the vague scent of pee coming from Bubba seems to get us through. I look around for Freddy while we do, to make sure he hasn’t gotten into trouble or is choking on his own vomit anywhere, because he isn’t the most sensible person, but catch no sight of him.

When we get there, there’s 2 girls with a lighter just turning it on and off and giggling hysterically in there already, but they quickly clear out when we come in- like we’re the fuzz, or something.

I fold and wet some toilet paper, and Bubba wipes himself off, and fixes his attire. I think we get through 3 quarters of the toilet paper roll before Bubba has decided he’s presentable again. I gesture to the deodorants for him, and he picks out a flowery looking perfume to spray himself with. It smells nice.

Then I take a deep breath, drop my hands on his shoulders and glance out the door which is emitting crazy loud music sounds, laughter and shouting, and back at him; A cheeky look of detriment fixed onto my face. “Let’s go. Front door; Here we go. You ready?”

A second of worry crosses his face, then he straightens his round shoulders and turns around. I let go of him and follow along as we head to the front door. This time is a little bit difficult, because Bubba doesn’t smell so much anymore, but his larger then regular - for a teenager, - stature still gets the job mostly done.

When we reach the front door, its wide open and perfectly clear. I think, hazzah! We’re getting outta here! But Bubba suddenly stops in his tracks and I bump right into his back. Momentarily, I panic, because when I paused last time for just a second, the doorway closed up and I ended up was trapped here, but then peer around Bubba’s frame to his face and see he’s chewing worriedly on his fat bottom lip. I look at where he’s looking, next, and see a big food van, and a small, cranky looking man sitting in the front seat- door wide open so he can see the sin properly.

Ah, that must be his brother. Face more then matches the voice. Furrowing my brows at Bubba though, I tilt my head. “Bubba, is it okay? Is he gonna be really mad?”

Bubba turns to me, and nods. I set him with a focused look in return, stern. From what I heard from the big brother guy, he was way more mad at the lanky brothers then at Bubba. He just seemed worried for Bubba. Maybe he needs reminding. “At you, or your brothers?”

Bubba pauses, then sets his shoulders again like before, looking brave, and heads off. I feel a slight aching feeling in me at his going away, because I like him and don’t know whether I’ll see him again, but then he turns around and waives goodbye and I remember I have his big brothers phone number. Smiling nervously back because I’m alone in this place once again, I waive back, slowly inching towards the door myself.

Then a smashing noise alerts me to the left and I catch a vase being knocked over, and also an open bedroom.

Inside, is my missing friend sitting hunched over on the edge of a bed.

“Oh, thank god,” I mutter turning and going for the room instead, enjoying the quiet once I make it in. But also feeling a sudden... deep discomfort, that comes along with it. I try to ignore that as I move further in. “Freddy?” He was looking down at his feet, completely unmoving, but when I spoke, he looked up and for a moment his eyes are unresponsive. But then they focus. Immediately I read the room, and the girl earlier, and drop my smile. Something in me feels really, really wrong. “What happened?”

He immediately gets up and tries to make a storming exit for the door. “Nothing, I’m just sick of this place. Let’s leave.” I panic and shut the door before he can slam it further open and get out, and he reels back slightly, looking unamused at me. He reiterates. “I’m fine.”

Wincing, I feel overwhelming levels of concern for him. And also for me. Because he is mad. “You say that, but a little too much and your face... disagrees... ”

“You don’t like my face either, then?” Freddy snaps, mood dropping to become even worse, and I suddenly think of how bad it could have possibly been compared to this if I had asked Bubba’s older brother for a ride home.

But then Freddy's words sink in.

“What?” An angry look takes over my face and my tone lowers, too. Nearly unbearable panic seizes my chest suddenly, like it always does when I think something’s happened. When your best friend has been bullied his entire life, you develop that kind of reaction to things, even little ones. Or maybe that's just me. “Your face is fine! What are you talking about?? Who told you- what did they tell you? What happened?” Panic surges and I suddenly wouldn’t have any reservations for going out there and hitting someone- they’re all drunk, they probably wouldn’t remember, anyway.

“Ask Leroy, he was there.” Freddy’s voice is dipped in anger, lowered and coming as more of a growl that I've never heard before, and I want to be mad too, but that confuses me.

“Leroy?” I ask, confused. Do I know a Leroy? Lee-roy…

Lee Ray. Charles Lee Ray. Chucky!

I manage to say, “Oh no.”, and a humourless chuckle is the response I get to that. Calming down, I sit down and drag him by the arm down next to me, wanting to comfort him. But Freddy’s never been sentimental, and I can’t just pat his shoulder and smile like I did with Bubba. He just needs to say what’s going on in his head right now. And I need to listen. “What did he do?”

He seems to be stuck on something else, though. “You said my face is fine, what’s fine about it?”

I roll my eyes, and sigh out a deep breath of my relief. He's fine. “Whatever happened, you’re plenty handsome. Don’t fret! Now, I liked that leaving idea, let’s go. Hopefully the coast is still clear- “Suddenly, shockingly, lips are on mine, which is alarming mostly because I have never been kissed??? I don’t- I don’t know- what- I am supposed to- Why is this happening?

And- and his hands are on my waist and he’s really close. I’ve never been this close to anyone before, I’ve never thought of Freddy in this way.

I- I taste lip gloss. I’m not wearing lip gloss. And something else strong, which I imagine is whatever brown liquid was in his cup earlier.

Realising this is too much, that he must be really messed up right now, I turn my head away from him and peel his fingers off of my waist- but they just get tighter. “Freddy- “

The smell of whatever alcohol he ingested envelopes me and its clear he drank a lot of it, so I have to stop him. My voice gets stern, threatening. “Get off.”

“Y/N… “It’s all of a sudden absolutely clear how drunk Freddy is, yes because of the smell that I somehow missed before but now can’t stand, but also the tightness of his grip on me. Not bruising, but not giving either and it’s a shock because I’ve known this boy for forever and he has never acted like this before. There’s a big fat space between telling dirty jokes and this. I’m panicking again, heart hammering in my chest. I knew going to this party was a bad idea! “Nu uh, don’t call me that…  call me Daddy.”

Oh my lord. That's almost laughable.

“No!” I exclaim, horrified, and before anything else can happen or he can open his mouth again and traumatise me some more, I get a fist full of his hair and yank him back. The pain of it surprises him and I get up to my feet, letting go and backing away quickly, hands raised in surrender. I shouldn’t have hurt him like that, fuck, I think as I watch him hold his head, groan like he’s waking up, and lean forward, all the weight of his bed and his shoulders on his elbows digging into his knees. But I had to. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

“... Don't ask don't tell... ”

I just want to say ‘Oh my god’, over and over again. This is too fucked for me right now, I wish I was still with Bubba. God. I take a deep breath, turn around and leave the room, slamming the door behind me.

Time to really leave- Oh, come on!

David. And Erica.

Again.

They’re back.

Groaning, I turn and head back into the party, looking for a new hiding spot. I’m alone again.

TIME SKIP

10 minutes later, I've found a nice place to hide on an upstairs balcony, the doors to the bedroom its attached to closed and the lights all turned off inside and out. I can see people on the lawn downstairs but its all stoners and they're rather peaceful. I feel comfortable, finally, and sit down on the ground, leaning my head on the wall, breathing in fresh night time air and refreshing myself.

Glancing at my phone, I see its 1.10, now. I hope at least Bubba is snoozing right now. Safe and comfortable is nice, but I’m so tired. I’ve smelt more vomit then a nurse does in a month working in the children’s ward, I’ve done nothing but sit around the whole time and think about my bed which is so not a good Friday Nights use of time, and now I’m in a fight with Freddy.

At least, I think it’s a fight. He was drunk, so I guess it could be a misunderstanding. But it feels terrible, and uncomfortable in a way I've never felt, least of all with him- like a fight.

“Hey,” I’m absolutely sure that ‘hey’ wasn’t meant for me, but I turn anyway to find out because I thought I was the only one on this balcony, and am immediately unnerved to see the hunched, dark figure that is Charles Lee Ray slipping onto the balcony and closing the door back behind himself. And he’s looking right at me.

Could this night get any more convoluted??

“… hi.”

“So, are you going for a clown look or is that, an accident?” It takes a moment for his words to sink in, but when I do my eyebrows scrunch together in confusion. What? He takes his thumb and brushes under his mouth, then points to me and looks out at the dark street stretched in front of the balcony; Apparently not really caring.

I wipe under my lips cluelessly with my own thumb- before remembering the purple-ish lipstick I put on for the night that’s probably smothered under my probably swollen bottom lip. My eyes blow open wide. “Ah!” Hurriedly, I get up, searching my pockets and finding the toilet paper that I stashed away in case I got a stuffy nose when Bubba and I were in the bathroom, and clean up the mess blindly, cheeks bright red. I didn’t even think of that after the kiss!! “All gone?” I then ask Chucky, hesitantly with my eyes still open wide and round. Just so I don’t look like a moron for the rest of the night; Certainly not, in any attempt to make conversation with him.

He holds up a thumb to tell me its all good, and my shoulders start to relax. While I try to calm down from that mortifying little highlight, Chucky crosses the balcony to stand beside me, looking out to the street.

He has a very nice profile.

And he’s more brooding then I thought- And I did think he would be quite brooding.

After a second, I feel like I feel kind of out-of-place, like I'm not supposed to be here despite claiming the territory first, so I move to leave the balcony - hoping Erica and David have had their fill for the night each other’s faces, and I can finally leave, - but before I get anywhere, Chucky turns around and catches me looking around like a lost child, and laughs. “Oh, I don’t mean to run you off, cutie pie, but this is prime fucken real estate here. I’m good with sharing if you are, though- " He cuts off, and pale blue eyes leer over my form in a way that makes me cross my arms. "You’re that scrawny ginger’s friend, aren’t you?”

“Uhh… yes.” Cutie pie? Scrawny ginger? Okay… so far, I understand… for now…

Then I remember Freddy mentioning Chucky and my eyebrows furrow down; That protectiveness from before lighting up again. “Why??”

“Oh, you know something. That’s a nasty look on your face, there. No less cute, of course, you’re like a damn puppy dog- but angry.” He gets up from leaning on the balcony, revealing the height difference between me and him. He’s not that much taller than me, being around Freddy’s height, but that’s still enough to make me feel short when he’s looking at me like I’m prey. Which he is.

Then he shrugs and kisses his teeth. “I might deserve it, go ahead and look at me.”

“What did you do??” I ask harshly. 1, Because I don’t like the feeling he’s giving me, talking to me so familiarly about something I don’t know about, and 2. Because I want to know what made Freddy act like he did. He was messed up, and it wasn’t all because of the drink, nor was it his regular level of messed up.

Chucky gives a great sigh, at my question, so deeply in fact that his shoulders raise and drop drastically. He really doesn’t care. That, or he cares and doesn’t want to talk about it, but wants me to think he doesn’t care. “I guess I musta' ran off with his prey, I… “Cleaning out one of his ears yuckily with his finger, he looks thoughtful for a moment. Finishing, he scrapes the stuff off his finger onto the balcony. “I don’t really remember what happened exactly. It was a couple hours ago now, there have been a couple other girls, since.”

You… you’re a deeply offensive person. I think, eyes wide.

“D-different girls?? As-as in- “Oh lord, who am I hanging out with? The STD capital of America? He glances at me, then laughs because my face must be a sight, because I am horrified.

“I didn’t fuck them!” He exclaims, a little too loudly, causing me to look around. Of course, though, no one else is around close enough to hear that and I mentally slap myself for doing it. My heart’s beating way too hard at just that crass, crude sentence. “Your friend, though, he was about t- “

“Nahhhhh, nah, nah! Nah!” I exclaim quickly, also loudly, making a face. I shake my hands at him. No!! Chucky just finds this hilarious and just laughs it up. “I don’t- no. No. I don’t need to know. Thank you… “Although, things are starting to make sense. Freddy's fragile pride was hurt. Ugh.

We lapse into silence once again, this time for a long while. I try to inhale as much fresh air as possible, readying to return to the hellhole that is the party, to get away from this psycho. Then Chucky turns to me a final time, and asks, “Do you want to get out of this place?” and I am completely at his mercy.

“Oh yes please.”

MONDAY

As soon as I walk into sight of the school today, Chucky saddles beside me; Walking silently but like he’s supposed to be there, somehow- I’m sorry, did I adopt you somehow?? How did you even know which way I was coming from? He’s so scary. “Um- hello?”

Since Friday, when he helped me climb down from the balcony and then just walked off, relieving me severely from his presence, I’ve thought about him probably the least out of everything that happened at the party. Yes, he’s a bad boy and he’s handsome and we talked, but really, he didn’t say much that made me desire to spend any more time with him. I do want to hang out with Bubba some more, and I need to see Freddy at some point.

Chucky is the least of my concerns.

“Good morning?” He asks in mock politeness, a cheerful, rueful grin on his face. For a moment I'm speechless, because I’m rendered stupid by his smile, because I don’t know what it means, because he makes me nervous. And for good reason. Am I his next victim- or flavour? I don’t know if I want to be either one of those things. So, instead of looking at him anymore, I look away and around- for Bubba.

He phoned me last night. Oh- well- one of the other boys, Nubbins, called me, asked me for my email so Bubba could email me. He also asked what I looked like, which I responded with ‘Small’, just to see what he might say, and he said, ‘That’s awesome’; Which I’m concerned about.

But anyway, Bubba said in his first email that he goes to our school, and I’m just wondering how I never noticed him! But, then again, he was only noticeable last night because of the pee on his pants and the sink vomiting. So maybe he’s just a bit of a wallflower. So am I - the only reason Chucky recognised me was because of Freddy... who does not have the greatest reputation, either, - , so that's perfectly fine. I know him now, don't I?

Still, even if I did find Bubba immediately, I have to respond to Chucky. He likely wont leave, if I don't. “Pretty good, thank you.” Something in me clenches uncomfortably, at that response. I don’t particularly want Chucky around, because wherever he goes he seems to take chaos with him, but there is a wannabe-follower part of me that wants him to like me. I mean, he is scary. But he’s also really cool. And that clipped response from me was so dull, I thought for a split second that he might just up and leave, immediately.

So, I turn back to him, seeing he’s still watching me with a small, amused grin for some reason - don’t know why he would be amused. I’d like him to stop being amused at me, unless he quickly takes to telling me every evil plan that’s on his mind, so I know I’m not the object of any, - , and flash him a toothless grin. “Do you see a van with the words ‘Chilli Champion’ stamped on the side? That’s my friend.”

Chucky blinks, but is no less amused by me. “Your friend’s a chill champion?”

“No, his brother is. 2 times, in fact.” Yeah, and Chop top’s a DJ and Nubbins is a photographer. Also, Bubba said something about head cheese and not to look it up on google, in reference to Nubbins who just seems to get increasingly more concerning. Both because of the unnerving phone call, and because of the mysterious and sickeningly named... 'head cheese'. Yeah, though, Bubba wrote a really long email about him and his family and their history. I had to take a snack break in the middle, but it was cute.

“Okay, uhh… “Chucky stops me from walking by tugging on my school bag slung over my shoulder, and stands unreasonably close to me - at least, I think its unreasonable. I only hang out with one boy. One person, really. Not counting family. So my frame of reference is pretty small, - , take a look around. Instead of standing here thinking about his arm touching mine, I look around too, and the second my eyes land on the familiar truck from Friday, Chucky nods towards it. “There, that it?”

“Yep! Awesome, thanks!” Who cares if I saw it first? He still made the effort for me, and that was nice. I flash him a smile, and step away, gesturing that I’m going to go cross the road to it. “He’s Bubba. I said I would walk the rest of the way to school with him, s-sooo… “My voice trembles, on ‘so’. It does that sometimes, just to fuck me up when I’m doing well, confidence wise. Chucky probably thinks I’m weird now, anyway.

No, wait. Don’t think like that Y/N, we’ve talked about this.

Chucky, luckily - not that I think he would scare Bubba, because his own brothers are frightening, but because I don’t know how they would get along. Mostly because I don’t know how I get along with either of them yet, really, - makes no movement to follow me. In fact, he steps back, shoving one of his hands deeply into his coat and with the other he waves, curtly. “Have a good day then, cutie-pie. I’ll see you around, then.”

“Yep!” And quickly, I turn around and rush off to the van that’s still running. I don’t know why I rushed, I just felt like I had to get out of there, before I embarrassed myself. Quickly, I get to the truck and round it so Chucky can’t see me anymore- I don’t know for sure if he’s watching me, but in case he is I want to keep him from it, so putting the truck between us seems like the best idea. Also, Bubba is on this side.

He sees me and immediately brightens, smiling and waving. His cheerfulness is totally infectious, so I can’t help but grin widely back. As he hops out of the truck, I wave quickly at Drayton, too, to be polite. I mean, he’s only the second scariest male in Bubba’s family, and he did say thank you at the end of our phone call- so I should make an attempt.

He gives me a small, forced, polite smile back that really just looks sour, and a nod before starting up the truck and leaning across Bubbas seat to close the door behind him. Then he peels away from the curb and down the street, and Bubba’s left standing in front of me looking nervous and cute.

I take a deep breath and let it out quickly. Truthfully, I’m nervous too. Probably not for the same reason he is, though, unless Freddy’s been kissing him, too. “So, ready for the day?”

He takes a deep breath as well, and then turns to school. Reaching over, he surprises me by taking my hand, and squeezing it, before letting go. I don’t know whether he picked up on my mood or somehow heard my stomach roll at seeing the scholarly looking building, but I’m grateful.

We start walking.

On the way, we quickly make conversation- me asking him questions and starting all the conversations, of course, but he’s surprisingly easy to communicate with. Very animated; With those thick fingers of his - which, I will admit, are nice. Think I’m weird all you like, but strong looking fingers are attractive, - and brown eyes, and mouth. We 'talk' all the way up to school and to where we part to go to our separate lockers.

Its not the goodbye that separates us, though.

I wish it was. But no, I glance the way I’m going and see Freddy. He’s wearing a raincoat despite the sunny day, and has the hood up. But I’ve seen it before, so I know its him, and I know what that raincoat means. Suddenly, all reservations for seeing him today and any other interests apart from saying a quick, polite goodbye to Bubba go completely away and I rush over. “Freddy?”

“Y/N! Uuh- oh no- “ Frantic suddenly, he looks around as if the courtyard is going to tell him what to do, and I know the panic isn’t over the raincoat because at this point I know that sometimes he’s going to turn up like this, but then I get there and I catch his wide eyes- and the big black welt over the right one. My heart sinks, even though I knew that would be there as soon as I saw the coat.

Well, that. Or a split lip, or a band-aid, or a graze. Sheepishly, Freddy stands there and lets me push back the hoodie and see the black eye in the sunlight. “I might’ve gotten home a little late... ” I should have thought of that. I should have taken him home with me instead. I should have forced coffee down his throat and dragged him home and- God, but I was so mad, and uncomfortable, that- that I didn’t want to- Oh my god. “Anyway, I’m sorry I couldn’t come see you over the weekend, I would’ve- if I could have- “I know. Mr Underwood never would’ve let him leave after a stunt like that. “Uhhh, well I know we needed to discuss the thing. That I... did... ” I watch him tilt his head, pale face awkward.

Looking at him now, I know I’m not mad. And I’m not scared of him. That was the first time he’s ever had that much alcohol - not that I know anything about the effects of liquor, never having had a drink myself, but its pretty well known what the stuff does to people. Especially skinny people with no meat on them. Like Freddy, - and because of what Chucky did to him, and I just want to forget it. Its not how I wanted my first kiss to go, not at all, not even a little bit... but I can forget it.

That's all I want, in fact. To forget it. And to do that, I need him to forget it. Clean slate.

Taking a deep breath, I push back my hair behind my ears, levelling with him. “I know you were drunk, and… Chucky- “

Quicker than I thought possible outside of YA books, Freddy’s blue eyes go impossible dark and for a split second he's no longer the apologetic, awkward boy who has been my best friend. He tilts his head forward, and says firmly. Quietly, but firmly. A bit scarily, actually- “Let’s not talk about him.”

And I know he means ‘ever’, so I shut my mouth. And also look away from his face, because right now he’s way too intense and its overwhelming, and I can’t just look straight into the storm like that. Over his shoulder, my heart sizes at the sight of Chucky, who smirks and disappears behind a building. Christ. Looking quickly back at Freddy, I try to smile. To cheer him up and make the surprisingly scary look on his familiar face, go away. “Can we just forget all about it? And I mean it. All about it- the whole party. I had a terrible time and you're never convincing me to go to another one, you got it?”

"Oh really?" He immediately does a 180 and the left corner of his mouth quirks up, a mischievous grin on his face. "Never? You had that bad a time? I didn't think all of it was so bad... " I smile back at him seeing the improved mood he's sporting... before I realise what that smirk means. Something dirty. And groan. "There were highlights!"

"No. No, never. Ever!" I exclaim, walking off towards our lockers. "I'm only listening to my shoulder angel from now on!- And don't say stuff like that you creep!" His arm slithers into the crook of mine as we walk, and I turn my head to face him.

"Angel? I thought you only had a devil?" Freddy asks, clearly thinking of himself. I flash him a smirk, back.

Then turn to face the way we're headed. "Not anymore!"

"Aw, see now I new the party wasn't all bad... "

"Never again Freddy."

"We'll see."

"No."

"Uhuh."

[gatitties]

Nightmares

─ Dbd x gn!teen!reader

─ Summary: you share your worst fears with Quentin in a nightmare night

─ Warnings: none

5 < 6 > 7

You got up suddenly, throwing off the poor sheets that covered you from the cold of the forest, drops of sweat ran down your forehead, you relaxed your erratic breathing with the passing of the minutes while you looked at nothing trying to relax your tense muscles due to a nightmare. Your worst nightmare. You got rid of the thoughts, not wanting to go back to sleep in case that thing came back to haunt your dreams. No, unfortunately it wasn't Freddy, but you'd rather find a singed baldhead than anything else.

You found yourself sitting by the campfire alone with a few stragglers who had messed up schedules or didn't know when it was day or night, not like there was much of a difference in this place either. Quentin was the one who barely left the campfire, despite having his own cabin to sleep in, the light, the fire and the people ─although they didn't speak─ they transmitted to him the tranquility that sleep could not give him due to the fear of being trapped in another nightmare with Krueger.

He seemed to notice how you bounced your leg against the ground repeatedly with anxiety, almost as if he perceived the bad habits that having a nightmare entailed, it was not so rare to see you there at 'night' because your schedules were anything but regular. Glancing over at the others, he didn't see much movement from Bill, who just smoked in silence perhaps remembering old battles. Zarina seemed in her own world and didn't get much chance to talk to her, and Yun-Jin Lee hadn't made a lot of friends at the moment, so Quentin just decided to approach you because he was bored to death and didn't want to end up falling asleep.

"Bad dream?"

"Do I have such a bad face?"

He shrugged his shoulders, clarifying that he knew how to detect people who simply didn't sleep well, whether due to nightmares or postures, it didn't matter, he was like a detector of bad habits when it came to having a good dream.

You got into some small talk about nonsense, Quentin was one of the younger ones and he sort of understood your impulsive and reckless behavior, the only thing he didn't understand was all those weird memes, despite being from a different time not so far from your time he couldn't understanding how a picture of a muscular dog was funny. He was very appreciative that from time to time you lent him your phone to let him listen to some music, of course it was more entertaining than listening to repeated conversations in the camp or the sound of crows.

At a certain point in the night you started to talk about nightmares, you were a morbid and curious shit, although you unearthed some traumas of the poor boy you were fascinated to hear Freddy's murderous ways.

"And on top of that he made it look like a suicide! At least I know in this realm he can't kill me, umh... not permanently or in dreams, I wish I could rest better, anyway, it's not fair that I'm digging up shitty memories, why don't you tell me about your nightmare? Sometimes it helps to talk about those things, you know?"

"Of course I know, Quentin, paying a monthly psychologist isn't exactly cheap, but it's just... it's so terrifying! It's like that thing haunts me even when I'm awake."

You looked down, intertwining your fingers, your eyes closing for a moment as you felt a hand on your shoulder letting you know that he would be there to support you with any of your dream problems.

"Come on, I've told you a lot of murders of my friends, what could be worse than that?"

"Many things..."

"For example?"

"Being canceled on Twitter."

"Wha- Okay, let's focus on your nightmare, what exactly was going on?"

"Well... let me remember..."

 You closed your eyes again, rubbing your temples as if that might bring you back to unconsciousness. You immediately remembered some scenes, a knife stuck in the door of your cabin, a green shape stalking you with big eyes on you, silently judging you as if you had forgotten something.

"My God! I remember now! Th-that thing... it haunted me in my dreams because I skipped my Spanish lesson."

"It's... Is someone chasing you in your dreams for not having attended your Spanish class? Really?"

"It's not that simple-"

Your sentence was cut off due to a 'ping' coming from your phone, you paled at the Green Owl's notification, 'Hi! It's Duo' read no more getting rid of the notification knowing you had skipped a day of your lessons. Quentin squinted at the screen over your shoulder, shook his head in disbelief, grabbing your phone to see what the hell that app was.

"Hey don't use the app, it's the devil! Once you use it you will be cursed."

"It's just a dumb app to learn languages, I don't think it's as bad as facing a murderer who killed all your friends."

"Poor naive... don't say I didn't warn you."

You whispered when you saw how a new lesson of words related to the family began, it was the downfall for Quentin, now he would have two monsters knocking on the door of his dreams, one worse than the other.

Quentin seemed quite entertaining the first few days, but after a few weeks it was quite repetitive, so he stopped asking for your cell phone to focus on other things than his Spanish lessons. Oh poor boy, you met him again another night where you just couldn't sleep and went to the campfire, having hardly anyone decided to sit like a straggler, imitating Jake. Until the boy jumped in front of you with his face full of sweat and pale.

"That damn bird won't stop chasing me while yelling at me 'Spanish or Vanish!' It's worse than I imagined, you have to help me, I was starting to get over Freddy and now this-!"

You put your hands on his shoulders to calm him, you sat him down and stroked his head as it rested on your shoulder, he clung to your arm as if the owl was going to come out from behind any tree to stab him for getting a word wrong.

"It will take a while, but it will go away eventually, for now, bienvenido al grupo, amigo. ¹

"Should I be scared to have understood that?"

"Yeah."

 ¹ Welcome to the group, friend.

[ao3feed-lokiangst]

Fandom One-Shots and Imagines

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by leztrangem

Hello, everyone! This is my first work ever to be posted on here. This is a collection of one-shots from many different fandoms reposted from my Wattpad. All of these are pretty much SFW. That's because Wattpad is so strict about what type of content can be posted. This is honestly just a way for me to get used to posting on here because I'm fairly new. Fair warning, a lot of these were written when I was in like...middle school.

More tags and characters will be added to tags soon!

Words: 1012, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: IT - Stephen King, IT (Movies - Muschietti), Beetlejuice - All Media Types, Beetlejuice (1988), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel, Homestuck, Twilight Series - All Media Types, Twilight (Movies), Twilight Series - Stephenie Meyer, Blood Drive (TV), Riverdale (TV 2017), Chilling Adventures of Sabrina (TV 2018), A Nightmare on Elm Street - All Media Types, A Nightmare on Elm Street (Movies 1984-1994), Addams Family - All Media Types, The Addams Family (Movies), The SpongeBob Musical - Various/Anthony & Coulton/Jarrow, Hamilton - Miranda, Hamilton - Miranda (Broadway Cast) RPF, World Wrestling Entertainment, Pirates of the Caribbean (Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Cursed Child - Thorne & Rowling, Supernatural, Gotham (TV), DCU (Comics), DC Extended Universe, Joker (2019), DCU, Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Birds of Prey (And the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn) (2020), Shameless (US), Rocky Horror Picture Show, X-Men (Movieverse)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, Multi

Characters: Joker (Joker 2019), Joker (DCU), Arthur Fleck, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Pennywise (IT), Draco Malfoy, Neville Longbottom, Lip Gallagher, Loki (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Oswald Cobblepot, Edward Nygma, Freddy Krueger, Jason Voorhees, Dean Ambrose | Jon Moxley, Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins | Tyler Black, Harry Potter, Severus Snape, Lin-Manuel Miranda, James "Bucky" Barnes, Vision (Marvel), Peter Quill, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Yondu Udonta, T'Challa (Marvel), Reader, Mark Cohen, Roman Sionis, Harleen Quinzel, Armitage Hux

Relationships: Pennywise (IT)/Reader, Joker (DCU)/Reader, Arthur Fleck/You, Kylo Ren/Reader, Oswald Cobblepot/Reader, Edward Nygma/Reader, Steve Rogers/Reader, Thor (Marvel)/Reader, Loki (Marvel)/Reader, Freddy Krueger/Reader, Jason Voorhees/You, Freddy Krueger/Jason Voorhees/Reader, Lin-Manuel Miranda/Reader, Dean Ambrose | Jon Moxley/Reader, Dean Ambrose | Jon Moxley/Roman Reigns/Seth Rollins | Tyler Black/Reader, Roman Reigns/Reader, Seth Rollins | Tyler Black/Reader, Lip Gallagher/Reader, Harry Potter/Reader, Draco Malfoy/Reader, Lucius Malfoy/Reader, Severus Snape/Reader, Neville Longbottom/Reader, Remus Lupin/Reader, Sirius Black/Reader, Billy Loomis/Reader, Billy Loomis/Stu Macher, Peter Quill/Reader, Yondu Udonta/Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes/Reader

Additional Tags: Fluff, Angst, Depression, Bullying, Demons, Demonic Possession, Crying, Kissing, First Kiss, First Meetings, First Dates, Pregnancy, Unplanned Pregnancy, Hide and Seek, Games, Chess, Loki (Marvel) Needs a Hug, Arrogance, Mates, Vampire Bites, Polyamory, Polyamorous Character, Bisexuality, Bisexual Male Character, Bisexual Female Character, Bisexual Character, Heterosexuality, Witchcraft, Movie Night, Balloons, Harleen Quinzel's Hyenas, Roommates, Harleen Quinzel Needs a Hug, Riots, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Lightsabers, Fights, Horror, Comedy, Lesbian Character, Reader-Insert, Reader-Interactive, Mutants, Mutant Reader, Mutant Powers, Drinking, Kylo Ren Has Issues, Platonic Relationships, Platonic Cuddling, Cuddling & Snuggling, Oblivious Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape Has a Heart, Hufflepuff, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff/Slytherin Inter-House Relationships, Hogwarts Inter-House Friendships, Why Did I Write This?, Spoilers, Spooky, Romance, Awkwardness

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3iAsehi

[zodiyack]

A Kiddy Crush Beats It Any Day

Requested: @gay-boi-dallas​ Hi! I love your account so much! I was wondering if you could make an imagine with Ferris and the reader is having like self-esteem issues and they hide their issues but Ferris finds out and helps them by being all cute and it's really fluffy by the end of it, if that makes any sense lol. If you could write it that would be awesome.

Pairing: Ferris Bueller x gender neutral reader

Warnings: itty bit o swearing, fluff, insecurities that make this kinda angsty(?)

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Y/n didn’t mean to be insecure. They really didn’t. Sadly, life had other plans. Sure, Ferris would tell Y/n that they were perfect, but it never really stuck. It was something Y/n thought Ferris pretended to see. Something Y/n thought Ferris lied about since he was their boyfriend. He had to be nice and say things that would make his partner smile, right?

Besides Ferris being nice, Cam and Sloane were lying too. They had to be. As Y/n’s boyfriend’s best friends, it was their duty to make Y/n happy as well. Why else would they hang out with the little nobody. Why else would they even talk to someone as annoying as Y/n?

It wasn’t like Y/n could do much. All they could do was sit around and be a disappointment. That’s all they thought they could do. It made Y/n frustrated, thinking of reasons why Ferris would even date them. ‘I have literally nothing to offer.’ They thought about their life and the choices they’ve made. ‘I can’t even do anything except for the things I was taught to do when I was younger. I’m just a lazy nobody...’

And before Y/n could stop themselves, the tears came spilling. It wasn’t their mom’s fault, it wasn’t their dad’s fault, it was Y/n’s. All Y/n wanted now, was to be alone and away from other people so they couldn’t hurt them or make them feel weird with the lazy teen they are. Was Y/n making people feel that way?

“Y/n? What’re you doing over here?”

The crying session was now declared, over. Y/n quickly brushed their face free of tears, putting on what was the most obvious of fake smiles Ferris had ever seen. He sat down next to his partner, rubbing their shoulder with worry and confusion.

“Are you alright? What happened?”

“Oh...nothing, I just missed..you.”

“You cried cause you missed me?” Ferris felt honored and even let out a warming chuckle. However, he wanted to know the full story. “Are you sure? I was gonna be here and you knew it, so there has to be more.”

Y/n knew that their boyfriend was smart. And they knew he could see when they were lying..most of the time. Believe it or not, Y/n had been insecure throughout their entire relationship, and they’d managed to keep it a secret for so long. That might explain why all these horrible feelings were crashing down now. The mask Y/n had worn for years, almost all of their life, was now crumbling to pieces. 

They wanted to tell someone. They needed to tell someone. “Yeah, I’m just.. very emotional right now. That stupid movie I watched last night still is going through my head. Such a tearjerker.” But they couldn’t.

“Y/n. What movie did you watch last night?”

Shit. Nightmare on Elm Street. “The NeverEnding Story.” They were just spewing lies. Anything to keep Ferris from finding out.

“You hate that movie though.”

“B- I- N- Wh-” Y/n inhaled, closing their eyes and restarting their sentence. “I don’t think I ever said that.”

“Good. ‘Cause you never did.” The weight on Y/n shoulders seemed like it was disappearing. Well, almost. “What’s your favorite scene?”

This was it. Goodbye relationship. Goodbye whatever happiness was left. Y/n didn’t know a single thing about the movie, only that Ferris enjoyed it and wanted Y/n to watch it with him.

Minutes went by. More minutes. It felt like hours now. Ferris’ head tilted and his eyes squinted. Y/n’s eyes darted, trying to avoid looking at Ferris for however long they could.

“You’re lying.”

“What?”

“I said, ‘you’re lying’. Y/n, you’ve never seen that movie. Also, before you try to make up another excuse, just know that you breathe with your mouth slightly open after you lie.”

Damn. He was good.

“Fine. I watched that Freddy Krueger movie last night. And yes, I wasn’t crying because I missed you, but I do miss you. I’m just...”

“You’re just what Y/n? I-” He sighed. It brought him great pain to see Y/n like this. “Please. I can’t help you without knowing what the problem is.”

“Me.”

“Excuse me?”

“The problem is me.”

“...How?”

“Ferris!” He didn’t know Y/n would snap. He didn’t know Y/n’s face would be redder than it was before. “I’m the problem! I’m too annoying and clingy, I don’t deserve half the awesome stuff that’s happened to me! I’m lazy and a good for nothing fatass. Do you see me? I’m the definition of mistake.”

He didn’t reply after that. Y/n didn’t either. Both sat still, not moving nor talking. The silenced minutes started once again. This time, the silence only built the tension in the air. Could this be the end?

“You’re not a fatass, ya know?” The silence was finally broken. And thank god for that. “You’re amazing. Perfect. The definition of perfection. No one’s really perfect, but you. You are what I think perfect means. I swear- you’re gonna be the death of me with how awesome you are.”

“You’re just saying that ‘cause you’re my boyfriend. You don’t actually-”

Y/n was shushed with Ferris’ lips pressed against theirs. They could feel heat rising to their cheeks and neck. Honestly, they probably would’ve passed out if it weren’t for Ferris pulling away to hug them.

“Never say that. I mean it, with all my heart. Y/n L/n,” He made a face, the one that he knew could make Y/n laugh with the tiniest glimpse at it. “I hope you know that you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Before Y/n could respond, Ferris tackled them and smothered them in kisses. The couple laughed as they sat back up.

The day went just like that. Ferris demanding that Y/n sat by him and lied their head on his lap as he brushed his hands through their hair and told them reasons why he loved them. At some point, Y/n called Ferris an idiot because he stumbled over his words after they pecked his nose. And with that, shy-pouty-Ferris replaced cool-flirty-Ferris. It was adorable to say the least.

Finally, it was bedtime. Y/n wasn’t allowed to spend the night with Ferris, due to them both still technically being teens, so Ferris got permission to walk them home. The walk was just as cute and heart-warming as their hanging out had gone. When they finally approached the door of Y/n’s house, Ferris grabbed Y/n’s hands.

“Alright, so I know we are no longer talking about this, but I just wanted to say it. If anyone should be insecure in this relationship, it’s me. I mean, I skip school constantly and lie to my parents, you are only being dragged into it because you’re dating me. Seriosl-”

This time, it was Ferris who was shushed with a kiss.

“Shut up and go home so you can sleep, weirdo.”

“Only if you make me.”

“Ferris Bueller, I will drag you home by the ear and throw you into your bed myself if I have to.” 

“Is that a promise or a threat?”

“... Ferris.”

“I’m kidding darling. I love you, sweet dreams!”

“I love you too, dork.” Y/n laughed before closing the front door. Little did Ferris know that behind the door, Y/n blushed and stumbled through the house to their room as if they were drunk. He managed to replace their insecurities with the feeling of a kiddy crush.

Kiddy crush being Y/n feeling as if they were a six year old again, meeting their crush and giggling like they had just been asked if they did something they were guilty of. The feeling of being a kid again and smiling like an idiot around their crush. Being a kid again and blushing whenever they made human contact with their crush.

Kiddy crush beats being insecure any day though.

✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ 

I hope you liked this my friend! I got a bit confused in the middle and stopped writing for a day, so if it seems...well offtrack, and nowhere near what you wanted, I apologize. Also I had a hard time with the title, but then that last sentence was written and I had it. Thank you for the request, it was fun to write!

✘ Emerson

[horrorslasherswritingblog]

Who dot you write for

I write for the following slashers:

Michael Myers

Ghostface [Billy & Stu, especially when it's poly x reader ]

Chucky and Tiff [ Together or separate, though like above I like doing poly x reader relationship ; I also like writing them in human bodies so before they're transform into dolls or afterwards when they get new bodies to transfer into ]

Thomas Hewitt

Mayor Buckman why isn't there more gifs for him?

Otis Driftwood & Baby Firefly

Jason Voorhees

Freddy Krueger

Damien Thorn [ Teen since I haven't watched the movie when he's an adult but I can try writing for older him anyways ] also no gifs of him??

Haven't decided but most likely add characters from children of the corn like issac and malachai idek no gif of these two together

Etc. [ I mostly seen a lot of horror movies though the only one's I don't write for yet is Bubba or Billy Lenz unless you count the remake idk or Norman I saw only the tv show so far I'm sorry but I think I watch the movie once as a kid but I have to refresh my memory because I remember knowing but that shower scene tbh

I have a lot of horror movies I still have to watched so if you have any suggestions please let me know

I mostly saw all the classic horror movies like Jason and Michael and Freddy and they always been my favorites and over the years I got more slashers to obsessed over and here we are

I also write for non slashers such as:

Severus Snape [ Teen or Adult ]

Loki

Negan

Wednesday Addams Melissa Hunter is the only one I see as older Wednesday and no one can convince me otherwise

Michael Langdon

Joker [ Heath Ledger’s Joker only ]

Crowley [supernatural]

Lucifer [also supernatural]

I cannot think of anyone else but this is this is what I have so far

[ also won’t let me add more gifs oop — ]

[theyanderespecialist]

Yandere Horror Fandoms Headcanons and Scenarios And Rules (Request On My Page)

Hello My Sexy Readers, Yes you read the title right, this is another series for requests.

Now first The List of All The Horror And Slashers Movies I can think of that I know, I may add more later on.

-Movies (TV Series will be after)

A Nightmare On Elm Street (Seen Most Of these movies)

Alien (Seen All Of Them)

Alien VS Predator

The Boy

Candyman

Carrie (Only the Original )

Child's Play (Seen the original one in 1988 not the sequels and FUCK NO TO THE REMAKE!!!)

Children Of The Corn

Deep Blue Sea (both)

Dracula

Evil Dead (2013 Remake)

The Exorcist

Final Detestation (Only The Third One)

Frankenstein

Freddy VS Jason (GO JASON!!!!)

Friday The 13th (All of Them)

Get Out

The Grudge

Halloween (Seen Them All)

Hannibal

Hannibal Rising  

Harry Potter (ALL MOVIES) (ADDED THIS BECAUSE I SAID SO XD)

Hellraiser (All of them but cannot remember most of them)

I know What You Did Last Summer (Seen it once)

IT (Original 2 parts and part 1 of the 2017 remake)

Jaws

Jeepers Creepers (1 and 2)

Meat Train

Orphan (Seen once)

Pet  Sematary

The Phantom Of The Opera

Predator (All Of Them)

Prom Night

Psycho (The first and second one)

The Purge (first one)

The Ring (2002)

Saw (All Of Them)

Scream (Just first one)

The Shining

The Silence Of The Lambs

Silent Hill (First One)

Silent Hill (1999)

Split (Yes it is under Horror)

Sweeney Todd: The Demon On Fleet Street (Can't remember which one)

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (All Of Them)

Village of The Damned

When A stranger Calls

The Wolf Man

Wrong Turn (Some of them I cannot remember )

Zombieland

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Next the tv shows which is shorter for reasons (Dont question me)

Bates Motel

Buffy The Vampire Slayer

The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Hannibal

The Walking Dead

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Horror Games as I now a lot of you will want that :D

Alice The Madness Returns

Baldi's Basics

Bendy and The Ink Machine (Half of it so far)

Corpse Party (The First One)

Danganropa (all of 1 and some of 2 and 3)

Dead Before Daylight

Detention

Doki Doki Literature Club

Dream Daddy (Because Of The Cult Ending and Cause I said SO >:3)

Emily Wants To Play

Friday The 13th The Game

Five Nights at Freddy (ALL OF THEM)

Hello Neighbor

Little Nightmares

Lucius (The First One)

Mad Father

Misao

Outlast (All Three)

Resident Evil 2 (The Remake)

Resident Evil 7

Ride With Strangers

Silent Hill (A Couple of Them)

The Sinking City (Only a bit)

Tattletail  

Unforgiving The Northern Hymen

Until Dawn

We Happy Few

Welcome To The Game (1 and 2)

The Witches House

Yandere Simulator

And Finally the rules before everyone starts saying what they want :D

-Headcanons:

Hehehehe you can ask as many Slasher or horror movie character  as you want with Headcanons

Such as the following

Can I get Jason headcanons with blind Male Reader

-Jason

.He was surprised when you did not scream when you were looking right at him, holding the head of one of your friends.

.He was curious like a child never meeting a blind person before.

.Unfortunately for you, your hearing is much higher than normal as you are blind and you rely on it  and you do not know where you are running because Jason took your cane and broke it.

.As a man you think you can defend yourself to a degree and do not let your handicap well handicap you.

.When he sees you with one of those sinful teens he does not take kindly to this.

.Killing her and tripping you before throwing you over his shoulder.

.No matter how much you fight against him or how strong you are he is the man here and when he learns just how much he wants you their is no way you are going to defend your virginity as him.

.You may be able to hear better but this is his territory and their is no escaping.

You may also asks Questions such as

Who would be aggressive to their love and who would adore them or both, Hannibal Lecter, Thomas Hewitt, Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers,

-Aggressive:

.Freddy Krueger

.Michael Myers

-Adore:

.Thomas Hewitt

.Jason Voorhees

-Both

Hannibal Lecter

Also Questions like what nicknames they have and so on.

This is how you Requests

.What yandere or yanderes you want to know more about

.Reader

Male or Female

.Can also be any type of reader.

Chubby

Bi

Straight

Gay

Blind

Small

Tall

Incest

And so on, anything really except child (Unless it is platonic) And If With Freddy it can be referenced that he did stuff with you at a young age but it will be light and no full scenes on it.

-Scenarios

This is like Oneshots and Headcanons smashed into one you can ask as many as you like with any reader you want but the Scenario must be the same for all the ones you are asking

like

Can I get one with pregnant female reader and with Brahmas, Chucky, The Demon from Evil Dead

Or

Suicidal Reader with Jack Torrance, Pyramid head, Pennywise, Jeepers Creeper

.Ask for which yandere and Yanderes

.Ask for what type of reader

.Male Or Female

And anything else you hearts want :D

Their will also be OCS with me my OC Michelle and my co author OC Marie

No Child sex scene Reader must be Fifteenth  years or older for sex scenes.

You may also Choose Yandere Or Yanderes Character(S) X Love Interests Characters (Non reader or OC like)

Yandere Jason X Freddy

And Genderbents (Female or male version) of characters are a yes.

And ask for any version of reader even ones that are not just in movies

Like Jason from when Jason was in Space.

Or Freddy Krueger from the 2010 remake

and so on

And Also if you want AU (Alternate Universes)

Priest Hannibal Lecter

Doctor Norman Bates

And so on

You can choose with more than one yandere to a: share b: Seperate C: Fight for reader D: Poly

Poly is short for polygamy and it has where more than two people in a relationship.

Enjoy and stay Sexy!

NSFW Will be posted else where as Tumblr sucks 

[amomentsescape]

hello! Are you ok?, I hope so ❤️ (by the way, your writing is wonderful)

I would like to make a request for Yandere Slashers with an S/O who is a mermaid, who usually kills people who dare to invade her lakes, and she kills these people by drowning.

(I'm sorry if there are any writing errors, English is not my first language, and I'm writing this using Google translate)

Slashers with Mermaid! Reader

Yandere! Slashers x Reader

Includes: Freddy, Michael, Jason, Thomas, Bubba, Brahms, Norman, Billy, Stu, Vincent, & Bo

A/N: I'm doing good, thank you <3 I hope you enjoy! (Also, I decided I'm going to remove Lester from the Slasher requests. I'm still very much open to writing for him when specified, but I feel like he doesn't quite fit in with all the other Slashers).

Freddy Krueger

Meeting you was quite literally the best thing to ever happen in his undead life

He likes to team up with you, constantly coming up with different ways you both can contribute to someone's death

You pull them under, and they suddenly wake up in Freddy's world

Your dynamic is pretty ideal too

Whenever you sleep, you can visit him

And he has no issues with popping into your waters just to say hi

He does this quite often, in fact

He is very aware you can take care of yourself, but he still gets worried

You're his

He doesn't trust anyone being around you

Even if your only intention is to kill them immediately

He understands that where you are now is your home, but that won't stop him from doing whatever he can to have you live in his world

He can create the perfect environment for you

Miles and miles of nothing but water if your heart desires

Which hopefully it does

Since he isn't willing to wait much longer

Michael Myers

He never thought creatures like you actually existed

But the moment he saw your strength and darkness, he was immediately drawn in against his better judgment

He visits more often then you think

He's always around, watching

You can feel eyes on you almost 90% of the day, but you never really know where it's coming from

He enjoys watching you swim and just relax

But he especially loves seeing you drag poor souls into the tide with you

There's something so twisted and yet magical about watching you kill

But this fascination is also paired with extreme jealousy

He hates seeing you touch other people

And he almost envies the way they get to be so close to you, even if it means their demise

He hopes to find a way to take you home with him for good one of these times

You told him you loved him, so you'd be happy as long as you're by his side

Right?

Jason Voorhees

Out of all places to meet the love of your life, this one seemed especially unfortunate for Jason

But his feelings for you were strong enough to overrule his fear

He'll sit by the shore with you, hearing you talk and sing old tunes he's never heard before

He loves listening to your stories about the world underneath the current

But this always leaves him with such a deep feeling of sadness

He wants a life where you both can live together and share those memories

But he knows that's nearly impossible

He starts spending more time by the water side than the camp, finding that irresponsible teens like to be by the beach even more than the forest

You lure them in with your beauty and your words, and Jason finishes the job

He'll let you kill too if you really wish to, but he doesn't like the idea of those types of people being so close to you

He barely gets to touch you, so why should they get what he so desperately wants instead?

Thomas Hewitt

In this desert like area of Texas, Thomas has to travel quite far to see you

But the one time he accidentally stumbled upon you, he was smitten

And you surprisingly didn't turn him into another victim like all the others

He was kind to you

And now, he brings you food and stops by as often as he possibly can

You've made him little necklaces out of bones and shells

He wears every single one of them

Your bond only gets stronger each time he comes to see you

But Thomas can only take so much

Why can't you be closer?

He knows the family would love you

And he could make you so happy

His bathtub is big enough for you, he's sure of it

He knows that you won't want to leave your own home for his, but he loves you and knows what will be best for you

He's just got to be patient

Bubba Sawyer

His own family had to go on a search for him after he disappeared for a couple days

But he just couldn't help it

You make him so happy, and the more time he spent with you, the more difficult it became to leave your side

He's tried to jump in a few times to be with you, but you always persuade him out of it

He doesn't know how to swim, and you don't want him to end up like everyone else

That's when he decided that the best option would be to create your very own pond in his backyard!

That way, you could be with each other, and he would never have to say goodbye again

He hasn't told you this idea yet, but he's sure you'd be happy with it

This would also keep you from needing to kill anyone else

You're too beautiful to get your hands dirty

And it's unfair that they get to join you in the water when you won't let him do the same

He can make you super happy with his family, he's sure of it

Brahms Heelshire

He hates this dynamic between you two

He wants you at home with him so you can take care of him, and he can keep you away from everyone else

No one should get to touch you or look at you besides him

He's actually tried to drag you out of the water before, but the prospect of accidentally killing you was enough to make him stop

He never knew he could envy a body of water as much as he does

It gets to hold you, touch you, and be with you at all times

He wants that too, so desperately

Because of you, he's gone from house dweller to nature enthusiast in just a matter of days

Even when you think he's at home, he's stalking around, watching you

He insists it's to keep you safe

In fact, you haven't had to drown anyone in quite a while

And you can thank Brahms for that

The moment he sees a single soul in the area, he drags them off and disposes of them before you even have a chance to see them

He wouldn't dare let you touch another being that isn't him

Norman Bates

It honestly took him a really long time to believe that you were even real

He didn't think mermaids or sirens actually existed, so seeing you for the first time made him pinch himself to make sure this wasn't some weird dream

He also took a while to trust you since he didn't want to fall victim to your treacherous waters

But once he realized you were genuine, he dove straight in all at once

He visits you whenever he can for however long he can muster

Someone needs to run the motel, but God he wishes he could be with you 24/7

He's "jokingly" brought up the idea of you staying at the motel in a pool he could install for you

He just wants to keep an eye on you at all times

He constantly dreams of finding a way to make you human so you two can truly be together

Until you have two feet like him, it will never be enough

Billy Loomis

Doesn't tell a single soul about you

Not even Stu

And it's not because he's embarrassed or wants to see other people

He's honestly just scared that others will either think he's insane or try to capture you

Visits you every day and makes sure to pack his swim trunks so he can join you in the water

Constantly admires you and wants to run his hands along your scales

He just thinks you're all around incredible

But he has this hidden level of anger towards the situation

He wants to walk around town with you, show you off

He wants you to join him on his sprees so you can see just how powerful he can be

And he hates the idea of not having eyes on you at all times

He knows you kill anyone who isn't him, but he doesn't want you getting that close to anyone in general

He spends his nights studying ways to get you to live with him

He'll find a way to have you all to himself, even if it ends up being the death of him

Stu Macher

He actually first met you while you were seducing some poor soul to their death

And Stu was immediately enamored

He comes to see you whenever he can

He sometimes spends the weekend camping out along the shore just so he can spend more time with you

He thinks you're beautiful of course, but he can't help but fantasize what it would be like if you were human like him

You two come from very different worlds, but there's nothing that could keep you away from him

He likes to bring up the idea of mermaids and mythical creatures in casual conversations with people

How they react to it will determine whether they make his hit list

He likes to bring you jewelry and pretty objects from his victims, showing you items that you've never seen before

He talks about how one of these days, he's going to have a house built on the shore so he can be with you

And if you argue against it, he will shut down

The pent up frustration of not getting to sleep next to you every night makes his killings more brutal and his fantasies all the more darker

Vincent Sinclair

Every time he comes to see you, he brings a new portrait or wax figure of you that he made

You flood his dreams and his mind 24/7

He honestly thinks he's under some sort of spell

He doesn't mind that you aren't human like him

He's always felt very different from everyone else, so it's nice for him to have someone he relates to

But his jealousy constantly gets the better of him

Anytime you tell him of some poor soul you drowned, he can't help but feel his blood boil

Even if it ends in their death, he hates the idea of you flirting or seducing these people

The only one who should be receiving that attention is him

Barely sleeps at night

He has snuck to the shore countless time without your knowledge, just watching you and making sure your stories line up with what he observes

Is overall obsessed even more than you know

Bo Sinclair

If anyone saw you together, it would be enough to make them blush

The way you two can constantly flirt back and forth without any hesitation is otherworldly

You could have sworn he must have been a creature like you in a past life

He's so touchy when he's with you, not afraid to get his clothes wet in an effort to just be closer to you

He truly makes you feel accepted as you are and with where you live

But little do you know of his darker nature

He stalks the shore and kills off anyone that trespasses before you even have a chance to get to them

He doesn't need you looking at anyone but him

And he's already been renovating an old abandoned pool in Ambrose for you

You're going to finally be living with him like he's always wanted

You don't know this yet, but he's sure you'll be happy with the idea

It will be a great surprise

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From Sharp to Dull; The Top 13 FRIDAY THE 13TH Films

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From Sharp to Dull; The Top 13 FRIDAY THE 13TH Films

For nearly 40 years, the Voorhees dynasty has been terrorizing teens from Camp Blood to beyond (Space. I mean in Space). The franchise has spawned over 12 films, a TV series, comic books – and one of the most iconic menaces in Horror. Today, on the day of his birth – we honor Jason Voorhees in the TOP 13 Friday the 13th films!

*Record Scratch*

Wait!? Didn’t I just say 13 films? Why yes, Dear Reader I did. We’ve also included a few surprises along the way…

  #13 – Nick Antosca’s Friday the 13th (TBD)

Friday the 13th by Doaly

Nick Antosca (Channel Zero, Hannibal) was orignally commission to write a draft of the new Friday the 13th before Paramount brought in Aaron Guzikowski (Prisoners, Contraband). The project was ultimately scrapped but fans can still read the Friday the 13th that could have been! Nick Antosca’s screenplay plants you right back in the late eighties, on the last day of summer camp. An absolute brilliant approach to a character who’s story has been told (and re-told) many times over, Antosca’s script is everything a lifelong Friday fan has been looking for…including a quick hint to a possible winter-set sequel. You can find a link to the un-produced script and a full summary of the entire screenplay HERE.

  #12 – Jason Goes to Hell (1993)

I’m sure this is someone’s favorite, but I’ve always found it very hard to like to this movie. Jason Goes to Hell is the biggest tease at the prom, and it’s expansion of Jason as an evil entity that come travel from person to person is absurd. A product of it’s time, The Final Friday was born from a period in the 90s when everything had a sci-fi bend with mysterious, Lovecraftian qualities. And yes, this film did lay the groundwork for Freddy vs Jason but ultimately, that’s all anyone remembers about the entire 88 minutes of Jason Goes to Hell. That said, the character design for Jason with his bulbous head growing into his mask is a highlight, and well worth the price of admission.

  #11 – Friday the 13th Part 7: The New Blood (1988)

Psychic Powers. That’s really all you have to know about Friday the 13th Part VII: The New Blood. Oh, and Terry Kiser (Weekend at Bernie’s) makes an appearance as Dr. Christopher Crews alongside Kane Hodder in his first of four credits as Jason Voorhees. And that’s pretty much it…

  #10 – Friday the 13th Part 5: A New Beginning (1985)

A clever take on a franchise that someone, somewhere thought needed a thorough refresh, Friday the 13th: A New Beginning was an…interesting twist on the story-line. We spend a good majority of the film questioning Tommy Jarvis’s sanity and his possible murderous tendencies only to discover that a Jason is in fact, plain old Roy. A New Beginning is proof that a Jason by any other name is still a Jason but it fails to deliver. Still, the film did teach us the importance of controlling our temper, sharing chocolate bars, and how to chop wood.

#9 – Friday the 13th Part 3: 3-D (1982)

While Friday the 13th Part 3: 3D have have taken 9th place on our list, it’s killer synth theme is 1st in our hearts. The film that gave Jason his iconic mask, Part 3 brought us a new dimension of terror. The 3rd Dimension!! Set mostly inside the Higgin’s barn, Jason finds time to pitchfork a few local ruffians and chop some unsuspecting co-eds in half. While perhaps the singularly most important film in the longevity the franchise has enjoyed, Part 3‘s is less menacing than he is oafish.

  #8 – Friday the 13th (2009)

I have a bone to pick with everyone that hates this fantastic remake. Not only does this movie contain the most psychologically researched Jason portrayal since Kane Hodder’s brilliant run, Friday the 13th (2009) contains one of the greatest cold opens of the entire series! Arguably, the first 15 minutes of the film, is another film all on it’s own. Jason is not messing about this time around. The kids has trespassed and they must die- well, everyone except the cute girl that remind me of my mother. Sure, everyone in the cast is gorgeous but don’t forget, Friday the 13th (1980) had Kevin “Freaking” Bacon.

  #7 – Friday the 13th Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan (1989)

I’m of the opinion that you owe Friday the 13th Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan a proper re-watch before condemning it forever. Yes, this chapter takes Jason out of Crystal Lake and New Jersey proper. Yes, we spend the first half of the movie on a boat, but I’m telling you, this movie is so much more fun than you remember. They threw everything they had at this flick, including the most entertaining fist fight since They Live (1988) and an incredible interview with Arsenio Hall.

#6 – Friday the 13th Part II (1981)

Marking his first appearance as an adult, Friday The 13th Part II helped to build the mythos and Legend that is Jason Voorhees. As it is written in 1st Cunningham, Chapter 2, Verse 13: “When I was a child, I spoke as child, went to camp as a child, and drowned as a child; but when I become a man, I put away childish things.” There comes a time when we all realize it’s time to take up the pick-axe and blaze our own path. Had Pamela lived long enough to see the man her little boy came back from the grave to be, I’m sure she would have been very proud.

  #5 – Friday the 13th (1980)

The films that started it all. To not include the original Friday the 13th in your countdown is a transgression no horror fan (or crazed-killer) could forgive. Complete with groundbreaking special effects from Tom Savini, Friday the 13th (1980) was the film that changed the landscape of horror forever. Influencing practically all horror films that followed, Sean S. Cunningham’s cult classic belongs on the Mount Rushmore of Horror alongside John Carpenter’s Halloween (1978), and Tobe Hooper’s Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974). Betsy Palmer as Pamela Voorhees brought a fresh take on the revenge-driven killer, surprising and terrifying audiences. While some (including screenwriter Victor Miller) scoff at Jason upheaval of the franchise, nothing changes the brilliance of the original Friday the 13th.

  #4 – Friday the 13th Part IV: The Final Chapter (1984)

Four Words: Crispin Glover Dance Number. The Final Chapter is (count it) the 2nd attempt to close the book on Jason Voorhees. Believe it or not, there was a time when studios actively tried to end there franchises, once and for all. Originally intended as a trilogy, Part IV was a clever attempt to axe Jason and introduce another villain: Tommy Jarvis. We would eventually see this play out in future installments but Part IV laid the groundwork for a story-line that would be abandoned only 1 film later. Fully graduated into his Hockey Mask attire, Jason spends no time hiding in barns, or poking fresh eye holes in his head-bag. Don’t stand too close to windows, and don’t bother asking where to corkscrews are, Jason is coming for you, and you’d better make the best of the time you have left.

  #3 – Jason X (2001)

Alright, alright, alright- please stop yelling at your phone. Widely considered a low point in the franchise, Jason X took Friday the 13th to places it had never gone before: Space! You’ll find that if you try and laugh at the insanity of the “Lower Register” Friday films, you’ll find you enjoy Jason X quite a lot more than you ever thought possible. And honestly, what’s not to love?! You need one-liners? Oh we’ve got oneliners. You’re looking for off-the-wall lunacy and buckets of blood? You better get ready for a wild ride. There is literally a scene where a space soldier is impaled on a space drill, only to have his space comrades report, “He’s screwed”

  #2 – Freddy vs Jason (2003)

Sure, not technically a Friday the 13th film, but it’s still very much a Jason Voorhees story, and that’s good enough for us! Also, bonus points for the Freddy feature because if there’s one thing every movie needs more of, it’s Freddy Krueger. Fans are still debating who really won this fight but regardless of the outcome, it was an epic battle 30 years in the making. Say what you will about Freddy vs Jason this movie completely delivered.

  #1 – Friday the 13th Part VI: Jason Lives (1986)

A perfect blend of horror and humor, Friday the 13th Part VI: Jason Lives is a favorite of many horror fans, as well as the hosts of the Nightmare on Film Street Podcast. With a soundtrack that consists almost entirely of Alice Cooper, Jason Lives is a brilliant example of the franchise tipping it’s hat to the audience. The film is aware of itself and leans hard into the absurdity and ridiculousness of it’s premise. Part VI also contains some of the most outlandish kills of the entire franchise, including the Smiley Face Tree Smash, and the RV Death Mask. In many ways Part VI is a modern retelling of the Frankenstein story but for the most part, it’s just one hell of a good time.

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Masterlist: Freddy Krueger

🔞 = Smut || 🔂 = Poly || * = Requested

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Compilation of Freddy Kruger doing Weird Shit with his Tongue.

5 Sentence Excerpts #1

AU: Toy Story.

Blurbs: How Self Conscious are they in Order of Most to Least.

Blurbs: Most Delusional Yandere's to Least.

Blurbs: Most Possessive to Least.

Blurbs: Period Sex 🔞.

Blurbs: Shovel Talk.

Blurbs: S/O thinks they Smile 'Too Much'.

Blurbs: Unsolicited Dick Pick.

Drabble: Freddy Krueger x Reader- Domestic Life with your Freak.

Drabble: Freddy Krueger x Reader- Giggle Fit.

Drabble: Freddy Krueger x Reader- Prequal.

Drabble: Horror Villain Apocalypse.

Drabble Duo: (Seperate) Freddy Krueger and Jason Voorhees x (Seperate) Readers (x Other S/O)- Presents Part 1.

Drabble Duo: (Separate) Freddy Krueger and Jason Voorhees x (Separate) Readers- Presents Part 2.

Drabble Set: Beetlejuice x Reader x Chucky / or / Freddy Krueger- Lesser Evil.

Drabble Set: Horror Villains x Reader- Unfortunate Baby Daddy's.

Drabble Set: MindControlled!MultiVillains x Reader.

Drabble Set: Pervy!MultiVillains x Reader- Flirting Back.

Drabble Set: Possessive / Protective!MultiVillains x Reader- When you try to sacrifice yourself.

Drabble Set: Slashers x Reader- Humanity Switch.

Drabble Set: Slashers x Reader- Messing with their Hair.

Drabble Set: Unlikely.

Headcanons: Awkward Moments.

Headcanons: Dating Horror Villains Things Dump #2.

Headcanons: Familial!Slashers x Sibling!Reader.

Headcanons: Fluff HC's.

Headcanons: Freddy Krueger and Beetlejuice Obsessing over an Uninterested Reader.

Headcanons: Frason as Nygmobblepot.

Headcanons: Freddy and Jason being Quarentined Together.

*Headcanons: Horror Villains x Reader- Them saying I Love You for the First Time.

Headcanons: Horror Villains x Reader- Types of Kisses.

Headcanons: Horror Villains x Reader- You Almost Choosing Another.

Headcanons: Horror Villains x SunshineIncarnate!Reader.

Headcanons: Poly!Frason HC's.

Headcanons: Supernatural Villains Soulmate Marks.

*Headcanons+Imagines: Horror Villains x Reader- Taking Care of Sick S/O.

Horror Villains and: What they would Put in the (7MinsInHeaven) Hat.

Imagine: Actually Liking your Slasher S/O.

Imagine: Arm Wrestling.

Imagine: Arm Wrestling- S/O's Edition!

Imagine: Being too Late to Save Them.

Imagine: Freddy Swap.

Imagine: Kissing Back.

Imagine: Opposite S/O's.

Imagine: Playing Dead by Daylight.

Imagine: Slashers reacting to S/Os Merch.

Imagine: Soulmates in Alternate Realities.

Imagine: S/O's being Hellbent on keeping Slashers Away from Eachother.

Imagine: Taking Care of your Stupid Slasher S/O.

Imagine: The Best Worst Ex.

Imagine: Unrealistic Fluff.

Oneshot: Dead!Freddy Krueger x Grieving!Reader- I Cant. I Wont.

*Oneshot: Freddy Krueger x ExpressionMagic!Reader- Powerful.

Oneshot: Freddy Krueger+Jason Voorhees x Manipulative!Cruel!Fem!Reader.

Oneshot: Freddy Krueger x Fem!Reader- Surprise! Merry Christmas!

Oneshot: Horror House+Jennifer Check x Reader- Peeping Tom's and Bets.

Oneshot: Horror House x Reader- Jerry's Arrival.

Oneshot: Human!Freddy Krueger x Cheater!Reader- What The Fuck Now, Freddy!?

Oneshot: NonKiller!Human!Freddy Krueger x Reader- Mr Krueger.

Oneshot: Slashers (Mostly Chucky and Michael) x Reader.

Oneshot: Teen!Bubba, Chucky and Freddy x Reader- Y/N and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Night.

Reactions: Horror Villains x Reader- Finding out you're a Virgin 🔞.

Reactions: Horror Villains x Reader- Love Potion.

*Reactions: Slashers x Reader- S/O being Related to Another Slasher.

Reactions: Slashers x Reader- S/O Falling into Other Slasher Movie Tropes.

Slashers / Horror Villains As: Animated (Children's) Movie Villain Songs.

Things Y/N Says: In the Horror House.

Would They or Wouldn't They?: Abandon You After Their Own Orgasm 🔞.

[amomentsescape]

Hey, earlier I was suprised to find theres no Christmas themed slashers x reader so could I request just that with the reader and the slashers separately decorating, baking, movies, opening gifts etc? Thx

Slashers Doing Christmas Activities with Reader

A/N: You're so right about not having any Christmas themed Slasher fics! I was thinking about coming up with a Christmas prompt list for the Gotham and Slasher fanatics. If any of you reading this would like a prompt list, let me know!

Freddy Krueger

He's been ready for Christmas all year

I mean, have you seen his sweater?

He knows you've been excited too

So what better way to celebrate than to decorate?

And decorating with Freddy is unlike any other

He can create literal worlds for you

You want 50 Christmas trees in the living room? Sure thing

You want actual elves helping you out around the house? Coming right up!

Plus, Freddy isn't much for decor, so he gives you free reign on doing whatever you want

He most definitely will joke around with you though

He'll change the gold lights to red or have "Santa Clause" tied up in the corner of the room next time you visit

It's all in good fun, of course

You punish him by forcing a Santa hat on his head

Michael Myers

The only "good" holiday to Michael is Halloween

What's the point of Christmas anyways?

Show joy to others and share kindness?

Gross

But he's with you now, so he has to make you happy in some way or another

When you suggest decorating the house, he just sort of gives you that dead stare

But he doesn't disagree

He watches you hang lights up and set up little trinkets everywhere

He will help you with the heavy lifting or anything that involves being really tall

Silently complains about carrying an actual tree into the house though

He doesn't really get the Christmas joy at all, but if it makes you happy, then so be it

Jason Voorhees

Jason's love for Christmas has never truly gone away

In fact, he really appreciates this time of year since there are less run in's with rowdy teens during the winter

So when you suggest a Christmas movie night cuddling together, he's all in

Of course, you watch the films you both remember from childhood

But you also decide to introduce him to the world of Hallmark movies

Unsurprisingly, Jason has a thing for cheesy romance films

But something about the snow falling outside in the woods while a warm fire burns in the fireplace makes Jason feel all giddy

Even a slasher can't escape the joy of Christmas

Thomas Hewitt

One of Thomas's favorite things to do during the holiday season is to decorate the tree!

It's one of the small childhood memories he holds onto, and he's very excited to make new memories with you

He happily carries in the tree, refusing to let you do any of the lifting

And once it's set up, you both are digging through old bins to find ornaments and lights to hang up

You both even make your own special ornament to put on the tree!

And once it's all set up, he lifts you up so you can put the star on top

You both end up turning off all the lights in order to just admire the tree better, just casually chit chatting and sharing festive chocolates

Bubba Sawyer

It's surprisingly his idea to bake a bunch of Christmas treats!

He got so many ingredients

Cookies, cupcakes, pies, if you can think of it, Bubba wants to make it

Of course, there's traditional Christmas music playing in the background

Bubba goes a little crazy with the sprinkles

By the end of everything, the kitchen looks like a war zone

But with everything baking, the house smells amazing

Instead of dinner, you both eat your treats

Bubba has a sugar rush and ends up excitedly bouncing off the walls

You both end up crashing on the couch on top of one another

Brahms Heelshire

Brahms loves Christmas

He has several classical records of Christmas music that he likes to play throughout the month

He has you help him dig out the old decorations he hasn't touched in years

You almost feel weird touching them since each ornament is worth $100 or more

But you and Brahms do have fun setting up the tree and putting the pretty lights everywhere

He also finds some old books he used to read as a child

You both read the Christmas stories together, sharing nostalgic memories of what the holidays were like when you were both younger

It's just a very sweet and wholesome night

Norman Bates

One day, the living is as cozy and cute as normal

The next day, it's suddenly decked out in lights, candles, and a huge Christmas tree with several pristine gifts under it

You mouth was agape

Norman just stood back with an innocent smile on his face

You had no idea he would do all of this while you were out

But thankfully, you had a few gifts wrapped up for him too

With a lighthearted Christmas show playing in the background, you and Norman swap gifts and open them together

The home is filled with surprised laughter and "thank you's" as you both look at what was given

You two know each other so well

He must have been Santa since he literally got you everything on your list

Billy Loomis

Yep, you guessed it

Christmas slasher films

But of course, Billy knows that watching horror films 24/7 every holiday isn't exactly the ideal celebration

So he tries to balance it out

Buys (steals) several expensive gifts for you and wraps them up

He even buys a few candles in your favorite scent to help make the mood more festive

Orders take out for you both as well

This makes the movie marathon feel more special

He MIGHT even let you talk him into matching pajamas

He complains but secretly loves it

Stu Macher

Buys you two matching onesies

He also finds a homemade hot cocoa recipe he wants to try out

He does accidentally burn himself, but it doesn't change his mood any

He might not love this holiday as much as Halloween, but it is a VERY close second

He also manages to find the largest Christmas tree you have ever seen

It barely fits in the house

But when it comes to Stu, everything needs to be extra

You both spend the night flipping back and forth between lighthearted Christmas films and cheesy horror ones

Eric Draven

Christmas has always been a favorite for Eric

It's the one day a year where things are a bit calmer, and he gets to spend it lounging around with you

He definitely made Christmas into a week long event by giving you a different gift each day

Cooks you breakfast in bed

Is somehow even more affectionate during this time

Refusing to decorate the tree unless you are doing it with him

Finds a little Santa hat for Gabriel

He literally just spends the majority of the holiday being lazy and cuddly with you

Not that you're complaining

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Masterlist: Chucky Lee Ray

🔞 = Smut || 🔂 = Poly || * = Requested

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AU: Toy Story.

Blurbs: How Self Conscious are they in Order of Most to Least.

Blurbs: Most Delusional Yandere's to Least.

Blurbs: Most Possessive to Least.

Blurbs: Period Sex 🔞.

Blurbs: Shovel Talk.

Blurbs: S/O thinks they Smile 'Too Much'.

Blurbs: Unsolicited Dick Pick.

Drabble Set: Beetlejuice x Reader x Chucky / or / Freddy Krueger- Lesser Evil.

Drabble: Horror Villains x Reader- Apocalypse.

Drabble Set: MultiVillains x Reader- Sick You.

Drabble Set: Pervy!MultiVillains x Reader- Flirting Back.

Drabble Set: Possessive / Protective!MultiVillains x Reader- When you try to sacrifice yourself.

Drabble Set: Slashers x Reader- Humanity Switch.

Drabble Set: Slashers x Reader- Messing with their Hair.

*Headcanons: Dating Horror Villains things Dump.

Headcanons: Horror Villains x Reader- Six; The Musical AU.

*Headcanons+Imagines: Horror Villains x Reader- Taking Care of Sick S/O

*Headcanons: Horror Villains x Reader- Them saying I Love You for the First Time.

Headcanons: Horror Villains x Reader- You Almost Choosing Another.

Headcanons: Supernatural Villains Soulmate Marks.

Horror Villains and: What they would Put in the (7MinsInHeaven) Hat.

Imagine: Arm Wrestling.

Imagine: Arm Wrestling- S/O's Edition!

Imagine: Being too Late to Save Them.

Imagine: Freddy Swap.

Imagine: Slashers reacting to S/Os Merch.

Imagine: S/O's being Hellbent on keeping Slashers Away from Eachother.

Imagine: Taking Care of your Stupid Slasher S/O.

Imagine: The Best Worst Ex.

Imagine: Unrealistic Fluff.

Oneshot: Horror House+Jennifer Check x Reader- Peeping Tom's and Bets.

Oneshot: Slashers (Mostly Chucky and Michael) x Reader.

Oneshot: Teen!Bubba, Chucky and Freddy x Reader- Y/N and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Night.

Oneshot: Teen!Chucky x Rebel!Reader- Night Time Air.

Reactions: Horror Villains x Reader- Finding out you're a Virgin 🔞.

Reactions: Horror Villains x Reader- Love Potion.

*Reactions: Slashers x Reader- S/O being Related to Another Slasher.

Reactions: Slashers x Reader- S/O Falling into Other Slasher Movie Tropes.

Slashers / Horror Villains As: Animated (Children's) Movie Villain Songs.

Smutshot: Chucky x AFAB!Reader- Cuddles 🔞.

Stupid Deaths: Horror Villains Edition.

Things Y/N Says: In the Horror House.

Would They or Wouldn't They?: Abandon You After Their Own Orgasm 🔞.