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autumn-writes-slasherfics · 4 years ago
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Could I get some headcanons for (slasher(s) of your choice) with an athlete S/O🖤
I'm not a really sporty person but I'll try UwU
Bo, brahms, bubba x athlete reader
Bo
Ok so this sexy bastard absolutely loves the fact that you're a sporty person
He first found out how fit you were when he was chasing you around Ambrose for the first time
You sprinted so fast that it made bo realise that he is so out of shape lol
Being the thoughtful bf he is he dedicated one of the abandoned houses to be your own personal gym with weights, a treadmill and a crosstrainer
Somehow you managed to persuade him to do yoga with you and secretly he loves it
Brahms
Brahms is iffy about you doing sport inside the mansion
He is constantly worrying about you tripping and hurting yourself
So if you're even gonna attempt to do anything sporty then you need to know that brahms will be by your side (like literally by your side)
Bubba
He LOVES that you are an athlete
Keep in mind that bubba will want to join in with your workout
To him it's a close bonding exercise and a great excuse to spend time with you
He's trying his best but usually he distracts you and you two end up doing a completely different sort of exercise ( if ya get what I mean 😈)
Aaaand thats all I got I hope you enjoy it ❤️❤️❤️
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highdwightofmylife · 5 years ago
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HEY :))) can i get uhh a soft lil insert w bubba & s/o dancing together thanks xoxo blows kiss
ofc bby anything for u ; ) if this reads awfully it’s because i accidentally deleted it and had to try and recall it from memory lmao i’m a messi intended to write something “lil” as you said but before i knew it was neck deep oops
You had heard him before you saw him. There were telltale signs that always let you know that he was coming; the click of his heeled boots against each and every stair, the quick but heavy footing as he moved around the rickety banister. The door swung open a little too forcefully, and you glanced up from the old garment of his that you’d been patching up. 
“Are you finished working, Bubba?”
He nodded enthusiastically from the doorway, lingering as he always did. Waiting for permission. It never truly made sense to you, since this was his room, but you humoured it nonetheless. You carefully set aside the hole-ridden shirt and need and regarded him with a proud smile. “Are you going to stand there for the rest of the day, or am I going to get a hug?”
Perhaps he simply liked hearing your request for touch. It reminded him that you weren’t deterred by his appearance or who he was. He flung across the short space to the edge of the bed and you suddenly sound yourself engulfed in his arms as he knelt down upon the old floorboards. He’d ditched the usual yellow apron before he’d come to you, and his hands were clean and washed. Though there was a few tiny spatters of blood on his collar (that you’d no doubt wash out for him), but it was obvious that he’d made an effort to make himself presentable for you. As he always did. Just for you. 
The force had almost tipped you back onto the sheets, but he’d held back enough for you to keep him at bay. Bubba didn’t know his own strength sometimes, but he really did try to handle you with care. Happy little babbles escaped his throat as you ruffled the hair of his mask, feeling his chin snuggle into the dip of your neck. His large hands grabbed fistfuls of the back of your shirt and you leaned down for only a second, placing a feather-light kiss upon his shoulder that forced a giggle out of him. 
He pulled back, hurrying to stand up again. It was usually a whole ordeal to end his doses of affection. You’d often have to physically pry the man from your person so you could so much as use the bathroom. Bubba was clingy; but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. You found it endearing. 
His fingers waggled in your face, begging you to join him. You could see his grin behind the gaping hole of his mask, absolutely beaming. It was beyond you how he was always so full of energy despite his long work hours and heavy duties. “Okay, okay,” you let out a pretend exasperated sigh and moved to take his hands -- you could never deny this boy anything. Clearly too impatient to meet you half-way, he snatched your hands mid-air and pulled you up into his arms. 
You barely had a second to react as his arms snaked around your waist and held tight, daring to fling you into a twirl. With a shriek of panic, you threw your arms around his neck and pressed your head into his chest, but it didn’t deter him. He span you. Again. And Again. The room became a blur and your head span violently, but your screams were easily covered by his excited, happy whines. 
“B-Bubba! Bubba, no!”
He paused at the sudden firm command, almost stumbling over his own feet. A little hunched, his eyes whirled to you in a panic, silently asking you if he’d done something wrong. You felt awful for reprimanding him with such a loud tone, but... Bubba just got too excited. You loved that about him, really, but that didn’t mean your head could take the spinning! A quiet little string of apologetic babbles tumbled out of his mouth as he let go of your waist, only to reach up and pat your hair. It was his way of saying sorry, despite not fully understanding what he was apologising for. 
“It’s okay,” you hushed him, rolling your eyes playfully as you gathered your breath and let your mind calm. “You were just a little too fast!” The explanation roused a few more whimpers of apology, his fingers carefully smoothing down your hair. Your hand met his and you pulled it away, lacing your fingers into his. “Did you just want to dance with me?”
Bubba nodded quickly, averting his eyes. You couldn’t help but giggle. “You know I love to dance with you! You just have to be more gentle, okay?”
This revelation seemed to perk him up. He shook your entwined hands, asking you to dance with an embarrassed little whine. “Promise you’ll be gentle?” You drawled, looking up to him with a smile. Bubba nodded furiously, and you decided to trust him. You untangled your hands and trailed your fingers up his chest, wrapping your arms around his neck while he watched you with an unwavering, awestruck gaze. You meant everything to him. “Then let’s dance.” 
True to his word (or, babbles), he was much more aware of his force this time. His hands found your hips and they hesitantly gripped on, eyes flickering to your for confirmation. You nodded at him in approval. He pulled you to the side, slowly shuffling his feet as he gently span you across the room. Bubba was a whirlwind, sometimes, and the times that you could get him to slow down were a blessing. 
He lay his head atop yours and let out a content sigh, pulling you closer to his chest. You couldn’t have argued even if you’d wanted to, letting your cheek rest upon his shoulder. Sometimes, you just needed a gentle dance to unwind, and Bubba would always be willing to be your partner.
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autumn-writes-slasherfics · 5 years ago
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Quick lil headcannons for yall whilst I have time
Q. How would the slashers react to there s/o asking them to grow out their beards
Jason
He would be confused why you want that but sure why not
At first it's fine a bit of stubble here and there but not a full beard yet
After a while it's growing pretty well but it's hard for him to put on his mask so he wants to shave it off but you negotiate with using his old potato sack instead
After some negotiation with him you both agreed that he would wear the sack but you have to read to him every night (he loves to hear you read)
The beard itself isn't much but it's still a manly one
Michael
Two words NO WAY
He will refuse no matter how many times you beg
He does however consider stubble but nothing else
You give up and agree on the stubble if it means you can see a tiny bit of facial hair
In a way it makes him hotter and more rugged than he already is
You do hate how rough it is tho
Bubba
But... But he's baby why would you ask such a thing you monster ¡o¡
Nevertheless he agrees if it makes you happy
For bubba his no shave season went pretty quick mainly coz he forgot to do it in the first place
In about 2 weeks he had a little bit of fluff
You then realised how bad of an idea this was and demanded that he shaved
He's now never aloud to have a beard
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autumn-writes-slasherfics · 5 years ago
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Meet the writer
So hey I'm crystals and cryptids and I'm a writer who is obsessed with horror and monsters
Things to know about me
I'm 5'11
I have copper hair in a pixie cut
I normally shave off my eyebrows to draw them on in unique shapes
I'm a winter baby
My favourite colour depends on the day
✨trans she/her✨
I write for any gender tho in my works I usually stray away from using any pronouns so everyone can enjoy them
Single
Adores sphynx cats
I do art which I might start posting on my 2nd account @crystals-and-cryptids-2
Insomniac
I prefer black coffee but don't mind the occasional milky one
Goth vibes / goth aesthetic
If you give me anything sweet I adore you
.... And I think that's all you need to know about me XD
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autumn-writes-slasherfics · 5 years ago
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Quick lil headcannons for yall whilst I have time
Q. How would the slashers react to there s/o asking them to grow out their beards
Jason
He would be confused why you want that but sure why not
At first it's fine a bit of stubble here and there but not a full beard yet
After a while it's growing pretty well but it's hard for him to put on his mask so he wants to shave it off but you negotiate with using his old potato sack instead
After some negotiation with him you both agreed that he would wear the sack but you have to read to him every night (he loves to hear you read)
The beard itself isn't much but it's still a manly one
Michael
Two words NO WAY
He will refuse no matter how many times you beg
He does however consider stubble but nothing else
You give up and agree on the stubble if it means you can see a tiny bit of facial hair
In a way it makes him hotter and more rugged than he already is
You do hate how rough it is tho
Bubba
But... But he's baby why would you ask such a thing you monster ¡o¡
Nevertheless he agrees if it makes you happy
For bubba his no shave season went pretty quick mainly coz he forgot to do it in the first place
In about 2 weeks he had a little bit of fluff
You then realised how bad of an idea this was and demanded that he shaved
He's now never aloud to have a beard
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