#carrie x tiffany

[p0lyn3sian]

how would the slashers react when their jealous or sulking?

THIS ONE IS GOING TO BE INTERESTING YALL!!!

(Ahem, this drabble was definitely not rushed 🌚)

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

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

Norman:

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

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

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

RZ Michael:

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

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

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

Thomas & Bubba:

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

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

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

Chucky & Tiffany:

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

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

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

Billy & Stu:

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

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

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

Jason:

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

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

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

Sinclair Brothers:

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

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

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

Carrie:

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

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

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

Brahms & Billy Lenz:

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

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

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

The Lost Boys:

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

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

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

[slasherscream]

Crazy Ass Girls Gang ft. what type of yandere are they

warnings: yandere behavior - YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Tiffany Valentine / clingy, obsessive, manipulative 

You'd better be damn sure you want to be with Tiffany before you ever bring up dating her because there is no escape once you've embarked on the exciting journey of being her romantic partner.

But if we're being honest you never really had a choice. You think you met organically? Became close by fate? No, Tiffany saw you and wanted you and decided to have you.

It was love at first sight on her part.

You'll be friends for a few months as she weaves the inescapable web around you. Best friends, actually. You'll tell her absolutely everything about yourself. Learn everything about her in turn. It's pure bliss to have a friend like Tiffany. Supportive, charming, affectionate.

You can tell she loves you more than anything. Loves you more than anyone else has ever loved you before, and she isn't afraid to show it.

You probably already had a partner when you met Tiffany. She was heartbroken when you first told her. The heartbreak didn't last long. Why cry over spilled milk? She wants to take it slow with you anyways, make sure that this time every aspect of the life you build together will be perfect.

She's come in too heavy before. You can't rush perfection, her mother always told her. For you, the lesson is finally worth learning.

Everything can be a tool. In the right hands. And Tiffany's hands? Why, they're incredibly skilled. She uses your soon-to-be-ex as a diving board for your upcoming relationship with her. Even if you'd been perfectly content with the relationship until you met Tiffany, suddenly everything is awful.

Tiffany points out every mistreatment. Every cancelled date. Every strange tone they used when talking to you. Every shitty, unoriginal gift. Every moment they weren't enthusiastic enough about good news you had to share.

It gets to the point where you can't even look at them half the time. You'll end dates with your partner early just to go spend more time with Tiffany: "What do you think they meant when they said that, Tiff?" / "I think they forgot who they were talking to, sweetheart! They're lucky I wasn't around or I would've cut out their tongue."

Tiffany has you so wrapped around her finger she's not even the one who suggests the break up. She was still going to wait a month or two before she began to truly push.

But when you show up at her doorstep in the middle of the night, holding flowers and her favorite takeout, rambling about how you've been so blind and it's always been Her...

Well, she has to smile as she pulls you in, savoring the last first kiss your lips will ever gift another soul.

She almost forgot how good she is at getting what she wants.

Jordan Li / protective, obsessive, lucid

You're so sweet. It was the first thought Jordan remembers having about you. The beginning of the end. They haven't been able to stop thinking about you since that one fatal moment.

Jordan has plenty of other things to think about. Things that should outclass you in importance easily. Their ranking, Brink's careful mentoring, their grades. They tell themselves that it all still matters more than you but they know they're lying to themselves.

It scares them a little, how much they actually think about you. Not a minute can go by without their thoughts drifting to you.

Did you eat today? / Your next class is in ten minutes, let me walk you, I've got the time. / You were running out of your favorite perfume. Got you a new bottle. / You look upset. Did someone fucking say something to you?

They can't help the way they hover around you during every spare moment they can find.

Jordan knows your schedule by heart to maximize the amount of time you can spend together. It's a balancing act they have to play with their brain for the simplest of tasks: you can spend the rest of the day with Y/N but you have to finish grading these essays first.

They can't function properly when they go too long without you. They swing on their sparring partners too hard. Stare at the clock during lectures instead of listening. They rip textbooks and snap pens by holding them too tight.

Sometimes they have to give up and call you. If they can't go and see you for whatever reason the sound of your voice makes it better. Hearing you talk, the sound of you breathing, laughing. It helps. Calms the buzz beneath Jordan's skin. They dial your contact, glaring into space as they wait for you to pick up. As soon as you do their body relaxes.

They recognize that their behavior isn't normal. Always needing to know where you are, who you're with. Feeling sick when they don't know.

You're like a drug for Jordan. They know you're an addiction, the way you've crawled under their skin. No high on earth compares, and Jordan has fucking compared them all. They pull you into their lap, as close as they can get you and it's never enough. Nothing is ever enough.

"Please don't fucking go anywhere, yeah?" Jordan will mumble into the skin of your neck. Their grip on you is too tight, face twisted at the desperation they feel. It's not pillow talk. They're begging. Genuinely. They'd do anything to keep you this close, always.

"Of course not, Jordie." You coo back. They close their eyes and pretend the words are enough. Nothing ever is.

Nancy Downs / delusional, possessive, obsessive

As soon as Nancy wants you there's no other option for you besides her. You can either choose to go along with it or you can fight it.

Fighting against her is like fighting against the tide, though. You can tread water for awhile. Keep your head afloat, sure. But eventually you'll get tired. Nature wins. Besides, fighting against Nancy becomes unpleasant fast. Being hers is so much nicer. She's gentler that way, kinder.

You're allowed to have friends, she doesn't isolate you completely.

It's just your old friends sucked. They didn't appreciate you. Didn't look out for you. Selfish users just like everyone else. Moths are always drawn to the light, and she'll kill every moth that strays a little too close to you, before it ever gets a chance to singe itself on your warmth. It's a mercy, really. Living a life in the darkness and having one brief moment in the sun is miserable. Nancy should know. It almost drives her crazy when you're not around. If you ever left she'd want to be put out of her misery too.

Her coven, though? They're perfect. Her coven is a family. And you were the last missing piece of it.

Anything about your old life, the life before her, can be viewed as a threat at a moment's notice. Family. Friends. Memories you speak of a little too fondly. Even a hobby could do it. She wants your focus to be her. It's only fair, her only focus is you.

Even when she's not around. Even when you're completely alone you swear you can feel her eyes on you. Her magic drifting against your skin as if she was sitting right beside you.

Nancy's intensity can be scary but she makes anyone else's love seem dull in comparison.

Who else could love you like she does? Who else would die for you? Nancy wouldn't even have to think about it first. All she asks in return is for you to do the same. Live for her. Dedicate every breathe in your lungs to her.

It's not so hard, she'll lead by example.

Jennifer Check / manipulative, possessive, clingy

She couldn't give a shit about anyone else but you. Somehow you managed to sneak your way into her heart and she can't let go of you. Won't let go of you. You're the only thing that's keeping that small, soft, human part of her alive. You dragged that bit of her back from the grave she put it in, actually. So it wouldn't be fair for you to try and leave, after you made her weak again. Human again.

Her world revolves around you. Her priorities are her next meal and you. Of course she gets pissed off if you don't reciprocate her energy. Look at her, how could you ever put anything above her?

Jennifer wants you to be everything to each other, though she won't say it out loud. It shows in her actions.

You belong to her. Every version of yourself that exists in the world should belong to her. The version of you that you are when you're someone's best friend. When you're someone's partner. It's all hers. She won't let anyone else take root in your life in a role that she can fill. She'll do a better job anyways.

The enormity of her ego and the way she clings might seem at odds. She thinks she's a God walking amongst fucking cattle. But she sticks to you like a second skin. A hand always at your waist. Her lips always chasing yours, whining when you don't give in fast enough, when you don't melt like she does. Her grip iron clad when you hold hands. If you pull away too soon from a hug, from a kiss, she bites, she holds on with claws.

She coos at the marks she leaves on your skin and kisses all the scratches and bruises she leaves better. / "I'm sorry baby, you know I hate letting you go."

Carrie White / idolizer, protective, selfless

Not in her wildest dreams did Carrie think anyone could be as kind as you. People are cruel. Their first instinct is to cause hurt before they'll ever reach out a hand to help, to shield, to love.

But you're not like that at all. You're something ripped straight from a fairy-tale. The rare ones that her Mother let her read, that weren't hiding devil worship between their poetic words.

You're so patient with her. So gentle. You treat her like glass. You hold her close, and kiss her soft, and cup her face in your hands that are always so warm.

You say you love her in a breathless way, every time. Like even expressing how much you care makes you dizzy. As if she overwhelms you. She feels dizzy herself as she hangs on your every honeyed word. Clings to you every time you reach out your hands to hold her.

Carrie doesn't know if she believes in God nowadays, but if she did you'd be an angel sent straight from heaven. A gift, maybe, to make up for all the years of torment she endured from everyone she'd ever known.

She'd think you were some kind of God yourself, if you had any sort of abilities like her. But you don't. You walk around doing what's right, being good down to the marrow of your very bones just because it's who you are. You greet the world with your fists raised and you're only human, and it scares Carrie so much.

You're the last decent person alive and you'll throw yourself onto any pyre you see if it means doing what's right. Carrie loves that about you. It terrifies her.

So Carrie throws herself into the ring with you. Your sweet, gentle Carrie who you're always trying to protect. But Carrie doesn't need your protection. She's not the helpless little girl she used to be. She won't let anything hurt either of you, from now on. For the rest of your lives you'll be safe, happy. Together. Carrie would burn the world to ash if it meant not a scratch would befall you.

"You're an angel, Y/N. The most wonderful angel God ever made."

Ginger Fitzgerald / possessive, impulsive, protective,

Sometimes Ginger wishes everyone else in the world would disappear, besides the two of you. They're a hindrance.

She feels insane when she watches you. She feels her claws come out and makes herself bleed as she fights against the instinct to rip out every tongue that speaks to you, and every pair of eyes that's ever looked into yours.

She shivers when you claim her. The only time she enjoys being around other people now is when you're introducing her: "This is Ginger, my girlfriend." "This is Ginger, my partner." "This is Ginger, my best friend." "This is Ginger, my everything."

She loves being yours. Relishes in the way you say the word mine. She wants to lick the words from your mouth, the weight of your total ownership over her sweet and poisonous.

She wonders if you get the same pleasure from belonging to her. She wants you to. She wants to carve her name into your skin with her claws and have you moan at the first sharp sting of the letter G.

It's primal, the way she wants you. Beyond anything humans have words for. She leaves her scent on your skin and wants to growl when you wash it away with artificial soaps and perfumes. She sucks bruises into every inch of you that anyone else could see.

She wants you to do the same. Wants to roll onto her back and expose her neck, and have you bite so hard you draw blood.

Ginger's wanting comes with teeth. What she is demands she sinks her teeth into things, that she draws blood. Even when she loves you. Because she loves you, maybe. She needs to leave a mark on you. She needs to always be there. She needs the same from you.

Needs you to leave scars on her that she can touch when you're not around. Proof that you were there. Proof that you're coming back. You don't carve your name into things and then abandon them. When you own things you keep them.

When you're gone the world goes dim and cold. She couldn't survive in a world without you. She wouldn't even attempt it. What would be the fucking point?

"We're a pair. We belong to each other. Always, yeah?"

[gandalfspinkwig]

HOW SLASHERS WOULD REACT TO WALKING IN ON YOU CHANGING (IF Y'ALL WERE FRIENDLY. SOMEHOW.)

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SUMMARY: Reactions from certain slashers if they walked in you whilst you were changing. If you're friendly. Somehow.

PAIRINGS: Various!Slashers x AFAB!Reader

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Includes OG!Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Otis B. Driftwood, Norman Bates, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Brown Hewitt, Billy Lenz, Carrie White, Tiffany Valentine, Chucky, Freddy Krueger, Nubbins Sawyer, Chop Top Sawyer, Lester Sinclair and RZ!Michael Myers.

WARNINGS: Nudity, Mummy and Daddy Kink, Some of the slashers being pervs (*cough cough* Freddy *cough cough*), Fembodied!Reader, Reader is a teenager in Carrie's part otherwise they are an adult in the others etc.

OG!MICHAEL MYERS

Stands there.

Looks you up and down.

Nods and then leaves.

JASON VOORHEES

This precious, sweet little baby

Stands there. Flustered under his mask.

Turns and leaves. Bless his heart.

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

Stares. He's typically obsessed with his S/O.

Tiddies.

Probably would call you "mummy".

I mean, he's seen you in the walls.

Wall gremlin.

Would hug you and bury his face in your tits.

House train him y'all.

BILLY LOOMIS + STU MACHER

Billy looks you up and down and smirks teasingly.

Stu, on the other hand, walks in and then walks out.

If it's both of the boys, they both grin.

BO SINCLAIR

Stares. Smirks teasingly.

Leans against the doorframe and watches you.

"Don't mind me, darlin'" is all he says.

VINCENT SINCLAIR

Stares.

Stands neutrally and just stares.

He's baby.

OTIS B. DRIFTWOOD

It's definitely no accident that Otis walks in on you.

If it is an accident, he just walks past you and does whatever he's doing in your shared room.

He looks you up and down and says "Nice tits,".

NORMAN BATES

Confused. He's so precious and innocent about it.

His 'Mother' personality is screaming at him to get out.

Leaves and apologises profusely.

BUBBA SAWYER

Makes confused Bubba noises.

Drayton didn't teach him about a situation like this.

Throws you his apron to cover you up with, whilst covering his eyes.

THOMAS BROWN HEWITT

This beautiful gentleman.

Would stare for a few moments before averting his eyes.

He closes the door so Hoyt doesn't see you.

BILLY LENZ

This attic goblin.

Has probably seen you naked when he's watched you.

Would probably lick his lips.

Stares. 100000% stares.

CARRIE WHITE

It's a complete accident. This sweet girl.

You're probably her only friend ngl

Covers her eyes and runs out, closing the door behind her.

TIFFANY VALENTINE + CHUCKY

Tiffany is probably super polite about it. She just stands and talks to you as you change. She gives input on your outfit.

Chucky, on the other hand, looks you up and down, smirking. Probably makes some lewd comment.

Tiffany hits Chucky on the back of the head for that.

FREDDY KRUEGER

Somehow, he manages to get out of your dreams into the real world.

He looks you up and down, making some lewd comment, and flirts with you.

Leaves after you throw your slipper at him.

NUBBINS SAWYER

HE'S ALIVE IN THIS Y'ALL.

Grabs his camera and takes a picture of you.

Keeps it in his little fur pouch thing he has in the gif.

CHOP TOP SAWYER

He just wanted to show you a new album that he definitely didn't steal.

Stares, waving the record in his hand. Looks you up and down.

He just walks in and continues talking about the album.

LESTER SINCLAIR

Accidentally walks in and profusely apologises and runs out.

He accidentally runs into the door, knocking his hat off his head.

Apologises a million times, closing the door behind him.

RZ!MICHAEL MYERS

Unlike OG!Michael, RZ!Michael takes time to look at you up and down, examining your body.

Hugs you. For some reason.

Pokes your breasts. Tilts his head.

Leaves.

[kimchi-miss]

♥︎𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝑭𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝑺𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔/𝑽𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎♥︎

•ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ sʟᴀsʜᴇʀs, ᴅᴄ ᴠɪʟʟɪᴀɴs•

♡𝘎𝘕 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳♡

∇No warnings, pure fluff!∇

❃Requested by: No one, I was just feeling gay as usual❃

✦𝑇𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒✦

♥︎"Hey, Sugar?"

♥︎ Tiffany would call out your name softly, a few times to see if you were still awake or not.

♥︎ After realizing you were asleep, she would take the time to admire your features and pet your hair soothingly.

♥︎ If you think she's leaving anytime soon, then think again because she's staying even after you wake up.

♥︎ She would probably hum a quiet tune to keep you asleep and relaxed.

♥︎ If anyone were to interrupt, she glare at them to not make any sound but would go back to admiring your cute face.

♥︎ She could always go later to deal with them.

♥︎ Overall, she's so comfy to sleep on and would give you the best nap of your life.

✦𝐷𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒✦

♥︎ Dollface would have the biggest smile on her face just watching you sleep.

♥︎ The view of your chest just rising up and down is the best for her.

♥︎ She would probably start caressing your face softly and engraving that picture in her mind.

♥︎ You just look so peaceful and cute that she can't contain her content.

♥︎ If a stranger dared to interrupt or accidentally wakes you up, they'll be dead faster than you could blink.

♥︎ She then would make you go back to sleep after she made sure they were dead.

♥︎ At the end, she's a great pillow and will make sure no one interrupts your sleep <3.

✦𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑙𝑦✦

♥︎ Baby would giggle a little when she realized you were asleep.

♥︎ Like the others, she would admire you and bring you close to a tight embrace.

♥︎ If any of her family members caught you guys together, she would shush them and send them a silent gesture to shoo them away.

♥︎ This was her time now and no one was going to change that.

♥︎ She would probably fall asleep with you, finding it so comfortable and relaxing.

♥︎ But if someone who wasn't her family interrupted..

♥︎ OO would she be pissed.

♥︎ They better start praying because they ain't making it that night.

♥︎ Afterwards she'll give you a kiss as an apology and promises she can make it up for the rest of the night.

♥︎ "I'm sorry hon, if you want, we could do something other than sleeping. I promise it'll be good;)"

✦𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒 𝑊ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒✦

♥︎ Carrie wouldn't know what to do in this situation.

♥︎ She would feel very flustered at the situation and would try to see if you were actually asleep.

♥︎"Y/N? Y/N, are you awake?"

♥︎ Once she knew you were asleep for sure she would look around making sure no one, (her bullies), were seeing this.

♥︎ Once the coast was clear she would slowly feel peace staring at you.

♥︎ She would smile, admiring the adorable faces you made during your sleep.

♥︎ She would try her hardest not to move or to disturb you, wanting you to get all the rest you need.

♥︎ Once you actually woke up she would simply smile and say, "Did you have a good rest?"

✦𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑒𝑦 𝑄𝑢𝑖𝑛𝑛✦

♥︎ Harley would just let out a long "Awwww"

♥︎ The fact you trusted her enough to just fall asleep on her was amazing.

♥︎ She would laugh at the silly faces you would make but would mostly adore them.

♥︎ Would probably start reading some book that's next to her, occasionally looking back at you.

♥︎ After she doesn't feel like reading anymore, she'll play with your hair, smiling at your state.

♥︎ She would kiss your forehead very gently every few minutes.

♥︎ She then would start whispering about how she much she loved you.

♥︎ You wake up during this and decided to pretend to be asleep.

♥︎ Unfortunately for you, She found out pretty quickly that you woke up and started to say some vulgar things to mess with you.

♥︎ You got very embarrassed and had to state you were awake for her to stop.

♥︎"Ha! I knew you were awake puddin, I was just messing with you."

[soapyghostie]

Slashers maybe going to get a mani pedi with their s/o like get their nails done at a salon and all that like with nubbins especially i wana see that

Welp, I felt like doing another request and suprisingly had time to do it. I hope you don't mind if I made this into a Horror House prompt. I'm absoutely obsessed with Horror House and it's my only motivation to write anything at the moment. Hope you enjoy!

Horror House

Jason is hesitant at first, not really understanding the appeal, but he goes because he loves spending time with you. The nail techs are terrified, but they still do their job, and Jason just sits there quietly, letting you pick a nice clear coat or soft pastel for his nails. He actually enjoys the hand massage and you’ll catch him staring at his nails later. He’s impressed by how good they look. 

Michael just stares the entire time. No reaction, no comments, just silent intimidation as the nail tech works on his massive hands. You pick a deep, midnight blue for his nails. Even though he acts like he doesn’t care, you’ve noticed he’s been more careful with what he does with his hands as if he doesn’t wanna ruin them. 

Freddy totally makes nonstop jokes about how they’re gonna fix his burnt skin. “Bet you haven’t worked on hands this crispy, huh?” He gets a bright, obnoxious red polish and makes suggestive comments the entire time, just to embarrass you. The techs are so done with him, but you just roll your eyes and enjoy your time. 

Bubba is nervous but excited! He’s fidgety at first, but once they start filing his nails and soaking his feet, he’s so happy. You pick a nice pink for him, and he’s obsessed with how they look. He shows Drayton and the others when you get home like a proud child. 

Oh, Nubbins is living for this. He’s making weird little giggling noises the entire time, kicking his feet in the water, and wiggling his fingers at you after they paint them. Definitely asks for little smiley faces on his nails and makes a huge mess, knocking over polish bottles while the workers try to stop him from putting his feet on the counter. 

One word for ChopTop: Twitchy. He keeps messing with his nails the whole time. “Damn, my cuticles are all fucked up. You think you can fix that, babe?” He picks neon colors, just to be extra, and absolutely peels the polish off within an hour after getting them done. Hey! He had fun.

Drayton complains the entire time but doesn’t stop you from dragging him there. “Ain’t no man of mine gonna be sittin’ around wasting money on damn fingernails!” However, you catch him admiring his nails later when he thinks no one is looking. 

Thomas is pretty nervous because he’s not used to being pampered, but once you hold his hand and reassure him, he relaxes. He actually really likes the feeling of the hand massage, even though his hands are rough and scarred. You paint his nails a simple dark color, and even though he hides them from everyone else, you know he secretly likes them. 

Bo acts like he hates it. “This is some real dumbass shit, darlin,” but ohhhh the minute they start massaging his hands, he’s melting into the chair. Let's you pick the color and pretends not to care, but you hear him telling Lester later, “Shit was actually kinda nice.” 

Vincent absolutely loves it! He’s an artist so, of course, he appreciates self-care and aesthetics. He goes for a matte black or deep blue, and he keeps his hands extra still to make sure they look perfect. You catch him taking pictures of his nails later to use for reference for his wax sculptures.

Lester is super excited to get his nails done. He’s pretty chatty with the nail techs and being his usual goofy self. “Ya think my feet are the dirtiest you’ve ever seen?” (Yes, Lester they are). Picks a bright color like orange or green and proudly shows them off to his brothers. They just shake their heads at him. 

Norman is a little shy at first, but he enjoys being pampered. Goes for a natural buffed look, something subtle and classy. Later, he tells ‘mother’ all about it, and you’re not sure if she approves or not. 

Hannibal has been here before. He probably has a regular place that serves him wine while he gets his nails done. Picks a deep burgundy color and lectures you on the history of nail care while you’re just trying to enjoy yourself. 

Amanda acts all tough, but she secretly loves it. Gets black nails or some cool edgy design, like little skulls. Absolutely pulls the “We should do this again sometime” while pretending it wasn’t her idea. 

Billy Loomis is skeptical at first but lets you talk him into it. Gets black nails but acts like it’s just for the ‘cool goth aesthetic’ and not because he actually enjoyed the experience. Stu makes fun of him, so Billy immediately drags him to get one too.

Ohhhh! Stu loves it! “Babyyyy, why didn’t we do this sooner?!” Gets something stupid, like glow-in-the-dark polish, and won’t stop wiggling his fingers in your face to show it off. 

Chucky complains the whole time but secretly enjoys it. Picks a tacky, obnoxious color, probably bright red. He gets wayyyyy into the hand massage and makes inappropriate jokes the entire time. 

Girl! Tiffany absolutely LIVES for pedicures! She has a specific salon she only goes to because “they know how to do my nails right.” She gets long, sharp, black-and-red stiletto nails, and if anyone messes up her set, she will KILL them. 

You have to beg Brahms to go because he’s scared of people seeing his face. He ends up loving the feeling of the warm water and gets super clingy afterward, expecting more pampering from you. Gets a soft pastel color because he secretly wants to match you. 

Billy Lenz just giggles the entire time and talks in his usual inappropriate manner. The nail techs are extremely uncomfortable. Gets Christmas-themed nails even if it’s the middle of summer. 

Pyramid Head just sits in complete silence while everyone panics about how to do his nails with those massive hands he's got. He ends up getting a deep, bloody red because you picked it for him. He doesn’t say much about his nails, but he loves them. He makes sure not to chip the paint off them.  

Carrie has never gotten her nails done before, so she’s shy but super excited. She picks a soft pink or a pretty glittery polish and stares at her nails in awe when they’re done. Later, she keeps looking at them, feeling beautiful and loved. 

Jennifer is in her element. This is her thing. She picks a sultry, sexy color like deep red or glossy black. She bullies you if you pick something plain, but after she’s done teasing you, she’ll insist on fixing them. She loves going to a nail salon, but she doesn’t mind doing both of your guys’ nails at home. She’s a nail pro. 

Danny loves the attention, winks at the nail techs, and makes flirty jokes the whole time. He’s actually gotten some of the nail techs to fall head-over-heels for him and try to get his number. Obviously, he denies. He gets straight black with blood splatters because he has a brand. He definitely smudges his nails on purpose so you have to go back with him. 

Leslie is way too excited to get his nails done. He acts like he’s studying the experience for his “slasher routine.” “Self-care is critical when you’re doing all that running, you know?” He gets something wild, like a gradient of dark green to black, and absolutely records a little monologue about it for his documentary that he is making.

[dominantslasherking]

Slashers x Male S/o Masterlist 2

Here is my PART 2 Master list.

Hello, my devilishly handsome readers.

MASTERLIST PT 1.

Btw, Dominant Male reader FOR all of them.

Warning emoji⚠️⚠️ With the one that has smut.

Patrick Bateman

Patrick Bateman x Male reader Patrick had always mistaken his jealousy for you to be out of wanting what you want, to be like you, when it was in fact that Patrick was jealous because he couldn't be with you. Patrick wants to show you how much he wants you, by getting on his knees like a good boy. (BTW you're his boss)

MORE COMING SOON Billy and Stu

Billy and Stu x Male reader You always manage to catch Billy and Stu's eyes on you, whether it be in the college classroom, or when you're purchase horror stuff, they always seem to follow you. Even in your house you still feel their gazes --- Billy and Stu x Male reader. [Requested] Bill and Stu trying to feel the reader up after he killed someone. And the reader just wants to clean up his mess and go. And since his misbehaving brats don't get the hint, he pins them to the wall, hands around their throats, to get them to shut up

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Billy and Stu x Male reader [Requested]Billy and stu where male reader ignores them because they have been more caught up in there killing then reader so he gets annoyed and decides to ignore them MORE COMING SOON Hannibal Lecter Hannibal Lecter x Male reader Hannibal drooling over how fit and muscled one of his patients (reader) is and just fantasizing about what he’d let reader do to him during one of their sessions.

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Male reader Your basically a mysterious male figure that happens to be around the bene gesserit, (whom not even they could control you) Feyd is obsessed with you, a deep longing inside his soul, his body.

--- Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Male reader One of Feyd's Harpies disrespects you. Feyd is ruthlessly possessive and obsessed with you. --- Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Male reader ⚠️⚠️ Rough, possessive, soul-snatching, soul-sucking, sex. Also, Feyd is a powerbottom.

-- Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Male reader A scene of Feyd showcasing his possessive and overly jealous love for you.

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Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Male reader You're a fremen and Feyd eagerly wants to catch you; for his own personal desires, as he has been obsessed with you.

Cooper Adams Cooper Adams x Male reader Seems like the serial killer the butcher is a big fan of you, a famous horror and thriller writer, who just so happens to be at the concert he was attending...He can't take his eyes off of you. Armand

Armand x Male reader Part 1 Louis and Armand talk to Daniel about you. Armands, strange feelings and possessiveness of you is revealed. The obsession that Armand reveals for you is unsettling, Daniel can't help but wonder, what happened to you.

Armand x Male reader Part 2 Louis and Armand talk to Daniel about you. Armands, strange feelings and possessiveness of you is revealed. The obsession that Armand reveals for you is unsettling, Daniel can't help but wonder, what happened to you.

[ghostfacesvalentine]

HALLOWEEN DAY 17: Eternal mourning - killers!multimuse x fem!reader

Pairing: Killers!Multimuse x Fem!Reader

Warning: Mentions of killing, not really anything graphic

Type: Blurb

Request: N/A

Word count: N/A

Prompt: The killer muses falling in love at first sight with Vampire!Fem!Reader

Notes: Reader is a vampire, this is just a tiny idea of what the muses would feel upon seeing the reader and falling in love at first sight. I tried to make this as GN as possible! I figured this would make the most sense with the killer muses

Jason Voorhees: You were swimming at the forbidden lake, the water was already cold in the fall. The average human couldn’t withstand the coldness of the water for long, but that was no issue for you. You floated, lying on your back, the moonlight beaming over your facial features. It complimented you quite elegantly. Your body swayed with the movement of the water, your heightened senses could hear so much. Even the far away rustling from the rusty machete, the breathing behind the torn hockey mask. He never dared to approach the water, but he admired the creature you were, basking in the moonlight.

Michael Myers: You survived the asylum Michael set ablaze as he went on his killing spree. He watched you from a broken window as you walked away from the decaying building, unharmed by the hellish flames. Your eyes looking back, beaming at the fire and all the innocents that fled the harm. Feeding time was not easy as a patient, this would be the perfect time to go unnoticed. Yet you were noticed, by the eyeless mask, charred at the cheek, standing by and watching at your desperate hold on the pyromaniac in a gown, sucking the blood right out of her veins.

Tiffany Valentine: At an elegant hotel bar, Tiffany spotted you a mile away, waiting for a rich man to buy her a drink as an icebreaker. She opted to walk up to you instead, you were just too irresistible, the way your eyes sauntered the room. Only half way down the strip, you noticed the hourglass figure walk towards you with a stunning smile. She stopped in her tracks when she noticed the glow in your eyes, wondering if she had a little too much to drink. Tiffany knew she wasn’t hallucinating as soon as she saw you drop your face to look away, calling for the check. This was all the more exciting for Miss. Valentine

Billy Loomis: Of course it had to be at a corner store, you made a quick stop to get gas before going for a drive when Billy was grabbing a few snacks for the group before heading to Stu’s. You had to be the most stunning person in the city, messy hair, sunglasses and a leather coat that draped over your figure. You were careful about the times you had to feed, but you were starving, so staying long wasn’t an option. Of course there was a line to pay, the horror fanatic stood way too close behind you. “Hey you’re that homeschooled student right? New to town?” He called out from behind you, not in an arrogant way, but enough to make you shut your eyes. “What? Oh yeah.” You cut short. “Twenty on five.” Oh he was going to get to know you, even if he had to stick himself onto the top of your windshield.

Stu Macher: “That’s a good movie, have you watched it yet?” You heard from your left ear, your head followed to voice to see a grinning, tall, dorky kid in an oversized shirt. “What? Oh. No I haven’t. Is it good?” You wondered falsely, you had to had seen the movie five hundred times. “Yeah, it’s too predictable though. But this- this one’s my favorite.” He suggested a movie you’d never seen before, much to your surprise. When you turned, he got a good look at you, you were almost resembling a corpse. “I haven’t seen you around here-“ you looked so stunning, glowing at the eyes, but shy, Stu just couldn’t get enough of you, trying to get you to look back at him. “Say, I have a little kickback this weekend, wanna make friends?”

Patrick Bateman: At a company Halloween party, figures. Nobody dressed up really, there were a few cheesy vampire costumes, but nothing wild. Some secretaries went as cheetahs or black cats. You were almost salivating over the warm bodies, swaying, intoxicated. Patrick recognized that face all too well. You weren’t in his department, but he saw you around, tonight was the best look he could get of you. Stunning, how could you look so young and yet lifeless at the same time? Either way you were breathtaking, especially with those darts in your eyes.

Leatherface: You were the only survivor who bled black and wasn’t scared. There was surely something “ungodly” about you. It was too late to save your human friends, the grief barely started to kick in. There you were on your knees, watching the crimson puddle into your body. It was hard to train yourself to restrain yourself, now someone killed them in vain. Bubba couldn’t have known, but you were the prettiest person he’d ever seen and your eye color, he’d never seen red before in someone’s eyes that wasn’t blood. What the hell were you?

Carrie: You found her crying once in the bathroom of a bookstore, obviously in the middle of a break down. You felt so awful for her, especially when she started to quickly apologize for making you uncomfortable, at least she thought she did. You always tried your best to keep yourself from getting physical with anyone around you because you were cold to the touch. You just felt so bad, you offered your arms and she didn’t hesitate to reciprocate. The poor girl shuddered at first, feeling as if she was hugging a corpse of a stranger, but why was it so comforting?

[mysongs]

Slasher slash

She did the slasher slash, a graveyard clash,

A deadly dance, a fleeting flash.

A fierce and deadly dash, a haunting crash,

Let's join the bash, a spooky splash.

From woods to halls, the queens arise,

Carrie's rage, a fiery prize.

Her mind ablaze, a terrifying sight,

Igniting hearts, a fearful plight.

They do the slasher slash, a graveyard clash,

A chaos flash, a deadly smash.

A fierce and deadly dash, a haunting crash,

Let's join the bash, a spooky splash.

Tiffany's charm, a deadly lure,

A killer's smile, a chilling purr.

The knife descends, a fatal flight,

Laughter echoes, a dreadful night.

They do the slasher slash, a graveyard clash,

A chaos flash, a deadly smash.

A fierce and deadly dash, a haunting crash,

Let's join the bash, a spooky splash.

So let us dance, in spooky fright,

With female slashers, owning the night.

A terror's rhyme, a thrilling thrill,

At the slasher bash, stand still.

Ooh what a wonderful party

As always this song is mine and I don’t give any permission for anyone to use it without permission

[darkpeacemusic]

Incorrect Horror Villain Quotes because I have nothing better to do in my life part 2 (with some Jason x Michael)

Freddy: Is this about me? Carrie: No. Freddy: Then I've lost interest.

Freddy: I think I'm falling for you. Michael: Then get up.

Michael, handing out popsicles: Which flavor do you want? Jason: Blue flavor! Michael: Uh, you mean Blue Raspberry? Jason: Blue flavor! Blue flavor! Michael: Blue is not a flavor! Jason: BLUE FLAVOR!

Michael: I'm sorry. Please talk to me. Jason: Michael: Hello? World's most amazing person?? Sweet pea? Precious cinnamon roll that's too good for this world, too pure? Jason: 'Sorry' doesn't bring back my fucking M&Ms.

Lester: *visiting the other slashers* Hello, I just came to- Lester: *sees Leatherface shoving Ghostface into the washing machine while Chucky records and Vincent watches* Lester: *retreating* Something suddenly came up.

Michael: Uptown Funk would've made it into the Shrek Soundtrack. Jason: That's the truest statement I've ever heard.

Chucky, laying in bed: Get out of my room. Tiffany, standing just outside of the door frame: I’m not in your room.

Michael: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture. The Slashers: Awwww- Michael: And I tell myself "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything." The Slashers: Oh.

Jason: How do I tell Michael that I want them to yell at me like they're Gordon Ramsay and I'm a poor little chef who just ruined a crème brûlée?

Ghostface, holding a toy lightsaber: I’m Darth Vader! Freddy: I’m done with everyone’s bullshit.

[willowwritings]

intro thingie

hello! i’m Willow. i like writing, and i finally decided to start a blog where i can share my self-indulgent (and public-indulgent) fics about my favorite comfort characters.

things to know about me:

i go by any pronouns

i am pansexual

i am 18

my zodiac placements are pisces sun, virgo moon, and gemini rising

my personality type is infp

my favorite food is spaghetti

my favorite color is pink

my favorite singer is Taylor Swift

my favorite writer is Jane Austen

requests are open!

who do i write for?:

Carrie

Carrie White (platonic only)

Chucky

Tiffany Valentine

Friday The 13th

Jason Voorhees

Halloween

OG Michael Myers

RZ Michael Myers

Peepaw Michael Myers

House Of Wax

Bo Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Laid To Rest

Jesse Cromeans (Chromeskull)

Scream

Billy Loomis

Stu Matcher

Texas Chainsaw Massacre

Bubba Sawyer

Thomas Hewitt

(more will be added as i watch more movies/get comfortable with other characters.)

what will i write?:

hurt/comfort

fluff

nsfw

what will i not write?:

yandere fics

fics that depict unhealthy/abusive relationships. if the concept is used for backstory or hurt/comfort fic purposes, that’s fine

i will not actively write anything related to noncon/dubcon, incest, hardcore kinks (bdsm, blood kink, any disgusting kinks, none of that. it makes me uncomfortable). basically anything out of moral reasoning, i will not write. if the concept is used for backstory or hurt/comfort fic reasons, that’s fine, but i will not actively write it.

DNI if you are:

MAPS/PEODOS, CGL type accounts, Pro ED/SH, Pro Real Killers, Racists, Transphobes, Homophobes, Anti-LGBT, Ableist, Pro Gun, Pro Cop/Gov

[horrorladiesimagines]

Rules-

What we can write- really anything?. Platonic, fluff- angst, smut, headcanons, etc

we WILL NOT write. Mostly no weird shit. Like huge age gaps.(teen x teacher). No non con. If we feel uncomfortable with what's requested. We can refuse

Please be as descriptive as possible when requesting as well!!

The reader will be gender neutral in all fics(but for smut? Gender neutral with female parts)

Character/fandom List(maybe added too)

Creepypasta

Jane the killer

Nurse ann

Other slashers

Jennifer Check

Amanda Young

Tiffany Valentine

Carrie

[p0lyn3sian]

Hiii its me again, ok so, my request is slashers with a s/o who's really into skincare that her skin is so soft, smooth and glowy? And she has like a good haircare routine that her hair is smooth and shiny and just over all healthy? Reader just really cares about her over all appearance, thanks you!! ❤️

OMGGG OMGGG YESSSS THIS DRABBLE IS GOING TO BE GOODDD!!!

Sorry for not posting, school has been kicking my ass the last few weeks or so! I think this was a lot longer than some of the other headcannon's loll! So hope y'all like this :D!

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

Slashers with S/O that loves to do skincare and hair routine!

Patrick:

Patrick immediately wanted to know where and how your skin glowed like that, and also how smooth your skin is too! Patrick wouldn't let you go anywhere! Your skin is too soft for him to let go! Patrick would also smell your hair and play with your hair too! He's not going to let you go, he's going to be snuggling with you in bed all day, even if you have work..!

Once you tell Patrick about how your skin is soft, smooth, and glowing as well as your hair. Patrick immediately wrote down everything you said, and went to the store after writing what you have said! You expected him to be gone for a few hours or so, because it kinda takes a long time for you to find everything, until he arrives 30 minutes later! Patrick would definitely want you to do the routine on him now, so be prepared for your hands to start aching!

Sinclair Brothers:

Your skin and hair was interesting to Vincent and Lester! Lester was the first one asking you how did you get your skin to glow and your hair like a goddess? Lester is just too mesmerized by your skin and hair, and he felt your hair and to his surprise it was really soft! Even your skin too, he would always want to snuggle with you, but you would always have to tell him to wash off too of course!

Bo would definitely steal you away from his brothers just for snuggles, and other stuff.. Bo can't keep his hands off of you! He's too busy touching your hair and skin, and it's too soft and smooth to let him go! You decided to do your routine on the brothers, and it definitely turned out well for all of them! They all smell great, their skin is kinda soft and smooth but either way it worked! Even their hair too! They all thanked you for your time to do their hair and skin routine!

RZ Michael:

Michael loves to smell your hair when he is by you. Something about your hair and skin just magically pulls Michael! Michael has been touching you a lot lately, whether you're doing chores or just laying down. If you're sitting on the couch, Michael would be on you and may sleep on you because the smell of you always does something to Michael! Michael loves the smell of your hair, he thinks it smells like strawberries!

When you realize Michael loves to smell your hair and touch you a lot more, you bought more of your skincare and hair stuff for you and Michael! You decided to help Michael with the stuff for his skin and hair! His skin turned out a lot smoother than expected, and it made you rub your cheek to Michael's cheek because of how smooth and soft his skin is! You then worked on Michael's hair, and Michael's hair really needed some conditioner to open the locks in his hair. After working on all the routine on Michael, Michael kinda liked the new "him". He's mostly staring at the mirror that's hanging on the door, just checking himself out. While you are on the bed telling him to just come and sleep with you. (We get it Michael, you're fine as hell, but you gotta come to bed 🙄.)

Brahms & Billy Lenz:

Brahms and Billy can't stop touching your skin and your hair! Their hands are always on you and sometimes on your hair too. You would always get pissed if you have done your hair for a special occasion or just for fun, but those two decide to put their faces into your hair! So, you always end up smacking them to get them away. These two are clingy to you wherever you go, whether it's the next room over or downstairs. Since you always smelt good, these two would always ruin the smell, and their smell is either a stinky smell or something else..

You decided to do your own routines on them! You started with hair, because these two hairs are stinky and they probably have lice. And that's okay, because luckily you were prepared for this! After scrubbing and washing all the stuff away from their hair, next was their skin! They showered after you have done their hair and sat down for you to do their skin. You then worked on their skin, applying whatever stuff you use on your skin and applied onto them! After all your hard work, you gave them a mirror and let them check themselves out. These two loved how you did your routine on them, and wanted you to start doing more on them too!(Bless all of your skin care and hair stuff, because these two would definitely beg you for more 😔!)

Carrie:

Carrie thought you were a Goddess! The way your hair shines in the sun, and how the sun shines your skin too! When you both hold hands, Carrie thought how soft your hand is too! She wanted to know how you glow in the sunlight, and what you use for your hair to smell so good too! Carrie had to encourage herself to tell you what products you use for your skin and hair, but she was too shy! She thinks that you would probably not tell her, but then she finds the courage and says her question to you! You immediately answered with a 'yes' and that you would definitely help her with the stuff she needs for her skin and hair!

You pulled her hand towards the store in the mall that you love buying your products from. After buying some products for you and Carrie, you both then walked to your car and drove off. While going back to the house, you were so excited to put skincare and hair products on Carrie! Carrie was pretty excited too! You brought out all the products from the bag and started doing her hair first while she was in the warm bath. Carrie felt really relaxed and she thanked you for taking your time for doing her skin and hair! After doing her hair, you explained which skincare products go first and last on her skin. She then started immediately wanting to see if your skincare products would work! She was amazed that her skin was so soft and glowy too! She hugged you and thanked you for taking your time to do all the stuff for her!

Chucky & Tiffany:

Tiffany was mesmerized how you glow in the sun and how your skin is so soft too! Even your hair pulled Tiffany in a trance! The way your hair shines in the sun and how soft it is! Tiffany would definitely want to do different hairstyles on you, and also different types of makeup too! She wanted you to tell what's your secret on how you glowed in the sun! Chucky thought you were like a sun, because of how you mostly shine everywhere, either it's inside or outside. Chucky and Tiffany love how you glow and shine everywhere you all go!

You showed Tiffany what products you love to use for your routines, and she immediately went into the bathroom to try them on. Chucky didn't want to do it since, he thinks those products are useless. He'll style whatever hairstyle he wants and how he'll take care of his skin. But too bad that Tiffany also dragged him into the bathroom after she did her hair. It all turned out well for Tiffany and Chucky! Tiffany's hair looked so soft as well as Chucky's, and how their skins shined under the bathroom light! Tiffany hugged you and thanked you for showing your routines and that she'll definitely buy more products for you, her and Chucky! Chucky didn't want to lie, but he liked the smell of his own hair and how smooth his skin is too!

Jason:

Jason has always wondered how you even glow in the sun! He loves seeing how the sun kisses your skin and your hair, Jason thinks you're a literal Goddess just walking around in the forest! You always loved how Jason touches you carefully as you are a precious thing to him! Jason also loves getting snuggles from you, he loves how soft you are too! He'll try making different hairstyles from papers that he'll search from people's bags that he had killed.

Jason was a bit shy and embarrassed to ask you for those products you use in your daily life. He came to you, and asked in ASL if you could do products on him, but just his skin since he knows that he doesn't have hair. You immediately said yes and of course you would help him! You got all your supplies and started applying what you usually do in your own skin. It did take a little bit of time, because of Jason's body being almost as a bodybuilder or a bear body! Once everything was done, Jason touched his own arm and rubbed up and down, and he loved how smooth he was! He gave you a crushing hug, which almost caused you almost to pass out, but luckily he let go once he realized your body wasn't breathing. Jason would always come to you if he wants to do his skincare again and grab the items that you need (mostly from campers that are killed).

The Lost Boys:

You put all the boys in a trance, from how your skin and hair is glowing in the moonlight! They haven't realized until now! Get ready to get bombarded with a lot of questions! Like, the boys had to ask what you make your skin so smooth and soft whenever they touch you. Or when they all smell that sweet fragrance when you are walking around with them! You told them that you use products for those things, except perfume.

They wanted you to immediately do it on them, so you did for fun! You applied skincare products on all the boys, and while they were waiting for their skin to be as smooth and soft as yours, you were doing their hair next! Paul and Dwayne's hair was a little tangled, but nothing too much. David and Marko's hair is easy and you can easily brush and put on the stuff in their hair! Once you were done with everything, the boys were so excited to see how everything turned out! And it all turned out perfectly! Their hair was as soft as yours and their skin was so smooth like yours too! They all loved you for taking the time and helping with them!

Norman:

Norman loves how you always glow in the light of your shared home, or in the motel working! He just can't keep his eyes off of you! And he loves the smell of your perfume, he'll sometimes smell strawberry pound cake, vampire blood, etc (or any spray perfume from bath and body wash/other places!!). If Norman is close by you, and if he can smell your hair from where he's standing, he'll also notice that your hair smells just like the perfume you sprayed! He just can't get enough of it, he loves all those perfume and hair stuff you use!

Norman would also notice that your skin is really healthy! He needs to know what makes your skin so glowy like that! You went to stores that you love shopping for your products and went home to try all of them on Norman! He was very excited to try some of your products, and you went to work doing it. After all those products were on Norman, Norman was so surprised that he looked really good! Norman thanked you so much that you can't even count! He'll cherish this forever in his life and heart!

Billy & Stu:

Billy and Stu would give you so many compliments, because of how pretty you are! Stu would always try and hug you because of how soft and smooth you are! As for Billy, he would try and hug you longer so that he could smell your hair, not gonna lie. Billy just loves the smell of your hair and he wanted to know what shampoo and conditioner you use. Stu asked the same thing, but for skin!

You gave them your products of what you use, and these two immediately went into the bathroom and tried the products out. Billy put the shampoo that smelled like your hair and afterwards put on conditioner after drying his hair. Stu shaved, and put in the products that you use for your skin as well as Billy. And they loved how they smell just like you! After these two were done using the shared bathroom, they both walked to you and got into the bed. You loved how they smelled nice now, but you liked the men's products they use because they smell really good, but it doesn't last too long.. Anyways, you all cuddled to sleep, and you loved how fresh the smell was from these two. (Until, the next few days you found all of your products gone from those two using all of it 😔.)

Thomas & Bubba:

Thomas and Bubba wanted to know how you are glowing! Thomas' eyes are always on you and sometimes Mama Luda would scold him to do his work first, and then hangout with you. Bubba would always hangout with you if Thomas doesn't need any help with chores. Bubba loves how smooth your skin is too! Bubba would point to his makeup and then to you, asking you if he can do your makeup. And of course you accepted his request! You always love how bubba is getting better and better with his makeup progress!

Bubba would try and do your hair, but he would sometimes get really frustrated with how your hair doesn't look like the ladies in the magazine. He would slump his shoulders knowing that he didn't do a great job on your hair, but to you it was just progress for Bubba! You will always give him praises on how he did a great job on your makeup and hair, and give him lots of cuddles to make him feel a lot better! As for Thomas, he would go onto his knees and put his head on your thighs, and he would take a few deep breaths smelling your sweet and comforting fragrance! Thomas loves the fragrance that you love to put on, and that fragrance could always make this man sleep in just a few minutes or so. Thomas and Bubba love your cuddles that you give them, because your skin is so smooth and soft that after rubbing or massaging, these two will knock out from it!

[slasherscream]

Crazy Ass Girls Gang ft. killing the reader’s rapist

warnings: yandere behavior, subject matter is rape/sexual assault, gore warning in some parts - YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

TIFFANY VALENTINE:

Tiffany knows something happened to you. Call it woman's intuition. Maybe just call it true love. Or obsession. Whatever it is she can sense a hole in you. A gaping pit of misery that you try and hide. Try and fight against.

Tiffany tries to help, when you let her. Most of the time you don't. Instead of admitting to being so depressed you can’t move or eat, you'll feign physical illness. You pretend you're crying because some part of your body hurts. Tiffany knows better. Knows it’s something in your soul itself. Aching. 

Tiffany let's it go on for as long as she can stomach it. The relationship was still so new. You'd just moved in together. Just finished pulling your separate lives into one. Picking out the throw pillows, what color to paint the walls. Argued playfully over bedding and mattress firmness. Is it too early to push? 

She watches you at the breakfast table, on the really bad days, eating mechanically, no joy in your movement or behind your eyes. She doesn't want there to be anything between you. Any secrets. Any distance. If you're hurting she wants you to lean on her. To need her as much as she needs you. To know she’ll catch you, no matter what it is she’ll catch you. It’s enough to leave her in tears every time you put on that awful fake smile. 

She wakes one night, blinking into the darkness. For a moment, she's not sure what woke her. Moonlight streams in from the window. The sound of the fan whirring across the room. Her eyes begin to drift shut again when she hears a muffled sob come from the bathroom. Her hand falls to your side of the bed, instinctively. She closes her eyes when she realizes how cold your side has gone. How long ago did you wake up? How quickly did you decide to crawl from bed and hide from her again? Always hiding. 

It's too much, now. You crying alone in the bathroom in the middle of the night is too much. She throws open the door and takes you into her arms, cooing softly, own eyes watering at the way you go limp against her so quickly. Here she'd been trying to give you space and what you needed was her affection, her tenderness, the whole time.

"What's wrong, huh, baby-doll? You gonna tell your Tiffany what's wrong now? Please?" She whispers against your hair, kissing the crown of your head.

You haven't said the words out loud in so long but you're tired of fighting the demons, and the nightmares, and the misery, all on your own. You've held it in so tightly since you met her. As if you'd taint her just by saying the words. But you love her, and you just want to stop hiding.

When you tell her she goes still. For just a second. Her arms tighten around you like a vice. She begins to rock you gently, cooing reassurances in your ear. She tells you to let everything out and you do. Now that you know she’ll still love you. That she’ll still be here for the aftermath. You can’t stop yourself.

By the end you feel exorcized. Alive. Softened and made new by the level of tenderness Tiffany had shown you. She gathers you from the floor of the bathroom, wipes both of your tears away and kisses you gently. She tucks you back into bed and asks only one more question: 

“What was their name again, sugar bear?” You don’t hesitate to tell her. It warms her heart the way you curl into her side without anymore hesitation. The space between you gone now. 

You sleep deeply that night. You wake up to an empty bed and are surprised. Usually, no matter how late you sleep in Tiffany is still wrapped around you. Just as much a night owl as you, early mornings are rare.  

You pass by the laundry room, notice that the washer and dryer are both going. You thought you did all the laundry a few days ago. You peek into the washer and notice how red the water is. Tiffany must have been attacked by the creative spirit, gotten messy using some paint. 

You hope she didn’t use acrylics this time, the stains never come out. 

You walk through the house calling for your girlfriend. No answer. You step out onto the back porch and there she is. Bathed in the early afternoon sun. Your whole body relaxes when you see her in the garden, bent over, planting a whole new row of flowers. She’s absolutely covered in dirt. You smile, feeling happier than you have in ages. You rush out to join her in the sunlight and throw your arms around her. 

“I love you, Tiff.” You cover her face in kisses, ignoring the dirt.

“I love you too, baby-doll. I love you more than anything.” Tiffany kisses you back, sweet and passionate. Playfully, she spins you to lay beneath her and revels in the sound of your carefree, shrill laughter. 

She hopes they can hear you, just barely, through the layers of dirt she buried them in. With their last breath she hopes they hear your laughter and realize they didn’t break you. 

JORDAN LI:

You weren’t answering your phone. Not their calls. Not their texts. It was enough to have them shrugging on their jacket and stomping out of their dorm into the cool night air.

They’d had a bad feeling about letting you go out alone tonight. You always partied together. Usually with Jordan’s friends, who had become yours. Jordan hated the old group you used to run with. Disloyal. Stupid. Selfish. Now she wishes you’d at least taken one of those fake groupies. At least then you wouldn’t be alone. 

She walks through the party, a brick wall, shoving people aside as she calls your name. Anxiety prickles the skin at the back of her neck. She jogs up the stairs, taking them two at a time. She throws open door after door, music from the party too loud to even fucking think. 

Jordan’s angrier by the second, wondering if something happened to you. She hopes you just lost your phone. If someone stole it she’ll break their fucking jaw. 

The last door in the hallway, she sees two bodies on the floor, one moving against the other in the dim light. She rolls her eyes about to slam the door shut and go look for you in the kitchen again. As she goes to close the door she stops dead when she hears a whimper from the floor. The tiniest noise of pain, a drowsy “stop”. The scene looks different now.

She steps into the room, forgetting about you for one second, heart pounding in her ears. Jordan pulls the person on top off by their hair, hard enough to hurt. When she sees it’s Rufus she let’s out a laugh of anger and blasts him across the room with her power. Hard enough that he leaves a dent in the wall. 

Jordan turns to the person on the ground, hoping the short distance between them and Rufus will make his fucking pheromone bullshit wear off. 

“Are you-” Her blood stops. It’s you, on the floor. Your outfit torn and ripped. Tears are running down your cheeks but your eyes still have that drugged shimmer that might as well be that walking roofie’s calling card. 

“Jordan?” You mumble from the floor, dazed and confused. 

Rufus makes a sound from across the room, getting to his feet. Jordan stops breathing as she turns. They make eye contact. Fear in one pair. Anger so strong it’s inhuman, in the other.

Jordan’s across the room in an instant. Her fist breaks his jaw with the first blow. Everything after that is a blur. She comes back to herself when she feels a stabbing pain shoot through her fist and she pulls her hand away with a hiss. Bone fragment cutting into her hand. 

The haze of the rage falls away and Jordan realizes how wet she feels.  She looks down at her clothes. Sees how soaked in blood they are. Then her eyes fall to the mess she’s left on the floor. She almost throws up. Shakes her hands and feels brain matter slide off of them.

She thinks, what the fuck did I just do? What the fuck did I just do? 

“Jordan?” You call from across the room, sounding less drugged. 

She looks over at you and tears burn her eyes. Numb, she climbs off the body and rushes to you, looking you over. The tears fall when she sees the bruises, the small cuts. You must’ve fought him, even through the haze of his powers. You’ve always been a fucking fighter. She should have fucking been here. She doesn’t want to touch you with the blood on her hands but you don’t give her a choice, falling into her arms sobbing. She forces back her own. This is her fault. You’re the only one who deserves to cry. 

“I’m so fucking sorry.” Jordan mumbles, hands shaking as they leave bloody smears across your skin. What else can she say?

NANCY DOWNS:  

Secret keeping doesn’t work with Nancy. No matter how small of a secret, or a lie, she can sniff it out. Furthermore she hates when you lie. About anything. You should always tell each other the truth. You're one soul in two separate bodies, as far as Nancy is concerned. 

Even before she did the spell to bind you to one another permanently. 

Because of the magic she can feel what you’re hiding now. She had a suspicion before. But now she knows. Now she fucking knows. She’s furious, and heartbroken, and she knows. 

You still try and hide it, though. As if you can hide anything from the other half of your fucking soul.  

“Enough, Y/N.” She spits at you one night, when you’re trying so hard not to think about it. Not to feel. 

She doesn’t know why you’re blocking her out. Not letting her feel it with you. Whatever you suffered. Whatever harm that befell you it would be avenged times three if you just let her in.

Nancy’s magic has always been stronger. She was being kind before. Hoping you would come to her on your own. She sees now that you need to be encouraged. She’s still gentle, somehow, as she invades the sanctity of your mind. For one instant your consciousness is her consciousness, and you’re both one being, sharing every thought and feeling. 

She sees it. Feels it. Lives what you lived, in that single moment. She pulls herself out of your mind, eyes hauntingly empty. They meet yours, register you, and fill with tears slowly. You reach out, in sync and Nancy pulls you to her. You can’t tell apart the sounds of your voices as you start to scream and sob. 

You pass out, eventually. Either from exhaustion or a spell Nancy placed on you. You wake in your shared bed to her standing over you, covered in blood. A knife in one hand, something meaty and dripping in the other. When your eyes adjust fully to the moonlight you realize it’s a human heart. 

“It’s okay, Y/N. You're safe now. You’ll always be safe, with me. You understand?” Nancy coos, petting your face with the hand holding the knife. It cuts you. You start to cry and you’re not sure if it’s from relief. 

JENNIFER CHECK:

You come home from the party you attended quietly. You open the door without a sound. Kick off your shoes. Put down your bag. You’ve shut yourself into the bathroom before she can even ask how it went. Immediately, her hackles are up. Irritation and concern. You know she hates being ignored. You never ignore her. You didn’t even say hello. 

Jennifer knocks on the bathroom door, trying to keep her voice playful as she asks what your deal is. You don’t respond. The sound of running water is the only thing she can hear. She pounds on the door, getting nervous. 

Then she picks up the smell of prey. You smell like prey. Dried sweat perfumes your skin, the sweetest smelling kind, that only one emotion causes: primal fear. The faintest whiff of blood and tears.

She breaks down the door. You don’t even notice. Don’t even look away from the mirror. You just go on trying to wipe the blood from your face. Your lip is busted. Hair a tangled mess. Scrapes along your cheek and neck, collarbone. Your clothes are a mess too. Rips and tears in fabric that was pristine a few hours ago.

“Baby?” Jennifer says again, feeling sick. Still nothing. 

She reaches out to touch you, gently. You come alive, jolting away from her with a scream. It’s the type of fear she’s heard a thousand times. Right before she rips out an organ or a throat. 

It’s the breaking of a dam and you fall to the ground, sobbing, still trying to wipe away at your skin. Any bit of skin you can reach. Jennifer tries to wrestle the rag from you. You’re being too rough, you're only human. You’re so breakable. You fight against her, sobs getting louder. 

“Baby stop fighting me!” Jennifer begs, uncharacteristically.  Between your sobs she makes out the words of you needing to clean yourself and her eyes fill with tears. She didn’t know she was capable of tears still.

“Stop.” Jennifer commands, voice going inhuman, harmonic. You go still, entranced by the full force of her power. Jennifer feels the tears falling down her cheeks. Watches your own tears cut bloody, miserable lines down your face. 

She takes the rag and gently wipes at your cuts. She peels away your ruined clothes. Starts the bath and places you inside it. Every time her hold on your mind starts to wane, and that animal fear of harm kicks back in, she speaks to you. She doesn’t let the control slip until your body stops secreting that awful smell of terror. 

“Who did this, baby?” She asks quietly, trying not to focus on the haunted look on your face. 

You don’t answer her. She swallows. 

“That’s okay, baby. I’ve got the scent anyways.” She tucks you into bed, orders you into a dreamless sleep that you couldn’t hope to fight off. 

She doesn’t come back home until the morning. The blood beneath her fingernails makes her itch. The smell of the monster she killed is putrid in her nose. She showers under water so hot it singes even her skin. When she crawls into bed beside you, before she falls asleep, she thinks about how hungry she is. She curls her entire body around yours.

She hadn’t been able to stomach even the thought of eating your fucking rapist. 

CARRIE WHITE:

You’d just moved into this house together. It was a nice enough neighborhood. Cozy. Nothing too big or expensive. The dorms at university had been too loud and hectic for Carrie. For this semester you’d decided you needed to build a life together. 

She’d never been happier than she was while painting the walls with you. Picking out lamps, and blankets, and a shoe rack. She remembers the way she’d used telekinesis to haul the heavy couch inside while the two of you held your hands underneath and pretended to carry it. The elderly neighbors all watching from their porches with dropped jaws. When you took one hand away to wave at them Carrie had to rush you both inside before she actually dropped the couch from laughing. 

You went to class together. Cooked and cleaned side by side. Carrie tailoring clothes for money and you tutoring. It was good. Life was good. After years of suffering, you were her heaven on Earth. 

Carrie came home from grocery shopping, humming quietly to herself. She knew you were home but didn’t call out for you. You’d told her you were tutoring someone this afternoon. Some of the subjects required a lot of focus, especially if you were already struggling with the material. She’d brought extra snacks in case they were hungry. 

She set the groceries down in the kitchen and walked into the living room. She froze in her tracks. You were there, and there was your student, on top of you. You locked eyes with Carrie, over their shoulder. They were holding you down. You’d been gagged to keep you from screaming. So the neighbors wouldn’t hear.

They were assaulting you in your own home. In the home you shared with her. Her vision whited out. 

She came to with your hands gently shaking her awake. She screamed when she saw you. You were covered in blood. In gore, and chunks of flesh. The sight alone brought back such horrible memories she turned over and threw up. You held her hair back, as if the blood on your hands was less awful than vomit. 

She tried to look…. To see what she’d done. But you won’t let her look past you. You’re sobbing and still trying to protect her. Even though she hadn’t protected you. Her whole world. Her angel, that God sent her, and she’d let you be defiled. She’d failed you. 

You fall apart in each other’s arms, trying to ignore the headless body a few feet away.

GINGER FITZGERALD:

You’d thought she’d under-reacted, when you told her. ‘She’s being unusually calm’ was your exact thought. But you were so tired, after years of holding in the dark secret. You were just relieved to have her acceptance, without hesitation, without disgust. 

She asked no questions that could leave you wondering about anything. On whether or not she thinks it’s your fault. If she thinks you should’ve fought back harder. If she thinks you’re weak. Tainted. Dirty. She says all the perfect words, everything you’ve ever needed to hear. She held you close and whispered them, and kissed you the same as always. 

She treats you no differently. You let yourself soften in the reality of a devotion that only Ginger can give. 

But you knew she was under-reacting. 

You walk into your living room a week later and see Ginger sitting on the couch, your rapist beaten within an inch of their life, bound and gagged at her feet. Her face lights up when she sees you. She grins like a wolf, canines sharper than usual. 

She stomps on their head as she skips to greet you, grabbing you by the hips. She ignores your gaping mouth when she kisses your cheek affectionately, “Brought you a little gift, baby.” 

“I almost just killed them, but I wasn’t sure if you wanted-”

“Wanted to what, Ging?” You cut her off, breathless, eyes glued to that hauntingly familiar face.

“Wanted the chance to make them suffer, before they die.” Ginger whispers, staring at you so lovingly you almost start to cry.

You tug her into your arms and laugh wetly when she starts to purr. You can see the way her tail wags beneath her skirt. She’s always so eager to please.

“I don’t know if I can do that, Ginger.” You admit into the skin of her neck. 

“Sure you can.” Ginger coos, taking you by the hands and leading you over to the shivering body on the ground. “I’ll show you how.”

She takes off the gag so you can hear the screams better. 

[greenwitchflora]

INFO!!

wanna unpin my pinned bc I’m embarassed(I had to block my irl bff of 9 years out of shame)

fandoms and characters I write for! (SFW, FLUFF & ANGST (only x readers for now sorry)

•stranger things

•Harry Potter(anyone)

•Marvel(pretty much anyone)

•American horror story (murder house)

•slashers (Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Carrie White, Tiffany Valentine, Brahms Heelsire)

•musicals (ride the cyclone, phantom of the opera)

•criminal minds (spencer reid, emily prentiss, penelope garcia)

[miley1442111]

believe me- a.hotchner (18+)

summary: aaron is there for you during a particularly difficult case.

pairing: aaron hotchner x bau!fem! reader

warnings: reader grew up in a cult, mention of hurting women, domestic violence, mental, physical, emotional abuse, children in dangerous situations, miscarriages, abortions, women being treated awfully, i hate this it scares me (i think that's it? PLEASE TELL ME IF I MISSED SOMETHING)

this is pretty dark so I will be saying it's 18+ only because of the content, please remember you manage what you consume, mdni.

not entirely proofread

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You sighed, walking into the bullpen. Another day. 

You sat down at your desk and started on your paperwork with as much enthusiasm as one would assume to be normal, but Aaron knew it wasn’t. He’d been watching you, they all had. The sunken eyes, dry skin, yawning at all hours of the day, refusing to stop working, refusing drinks or food, being ‘too busy’ to come for after work drinks. You had even stopped responding to his texts regarding Jack. You had always been the one on the team that Aaron was closest with, mostly because he was in love with you. Due to that, he also invited you over a lot to watch movies, bake, come to football games, etc with Jack. Jack adored you, probably more than he liked his own father (at least, that’s what Aaron thought). You hadn’t been texting or calling back. You two had gone on a few dates, at first he thought he had done something wrong, but then he watched you closer. It wasn’t him. 

Aaron stepped out of his office. “We have a new case, everyone meet in 5.”

You picked yourself up from your desk and followed him in, sitting in the chair furthest from him. 

“We have a new case, Dallas,” he announced. 4 images of women popped up on the screen, and you looked down, knowing exactly who and what they were. “4 women from the same family, killed in the same way, over one decade.” 

“Were they mother and children?” Spencer asked. 

“Yes,” you answered. “Their names are Delores, Tiffany, Riley, and Freya Howell and they all died via the head trauma they sustained in the ritual. The youngest was 17.” 

They all stared at you. You knew this was coming. You understood it.

“What ritual?” Aaron asked, looking straight at you. 

“The birthing,” you answered simply. 

“Why do you know about this?” Derek asked, just as dumbfounded as the rest of them.

You pointed at the screen. “That’s my mother, that’s my little sister, that’s my older sister, and that’s my cousin. There’s no point in getting us in. No matter what we find they claim religious freedom and hide. It’s a cult and it’s about killing women. I work with children to get them out.”

“So you know people in the cult right now?”

“I lived in that cult. I know every single person on that compound's entire medical, familial, and social history. Including the Supreme Leader. Trust me, they have all the fucking permits they could ever need. I’ve been working with another group to try and take them down, but it doesn’t work.”

“We have to try,” Aaron said, stoic as ever. 

“It doesn’t matter what you throw at them, legally they’re untouchable,” you sighed. “If we really want to help, then we need to work on getting the children out.”

“We need to make them illegal then,” Aaron said matter-of-factly, and you just sighed. 

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On the plane, the team was wary of you, it was fine, you understood why. You had just told them that you grew up in the strange woman-killing cult you were now all going to investigate. 

“So what is ‘the ritual’?” Spencer asked. 

“When a woman is pregnant and they bring it to full-term, they are killed as their child enters the word. In the ‘teachings’ it is said to bring the child the strength of 2 people, and that they carry their mothers’ spirit. That’s why everyone’s middle name is their mothers’,” you explained. “See, it’s unusual for the women at the compound to bring children to full-term, at least, when I was there. And in the ‘teachings’, it was written that no women could get pregnant for years and years, but that one, the Supreme Leaders’ mother, could, and when he was in labour, he told her husband to bludgeon her. He did, and the Supreme Leader was born. They are trying desperately to have a new prophet. A new leader. So they began practising the ‘Ritual’ back when I was probably 12. Also, it’s difficult for women to get any kind of medical care in the compound, since they’ve rejected modern medicine, so it’s not uncommon for women to miscarry.”

“How old were you when you left?” Derek asked, the entire plane silent as you recounted your traumatic past. 

“18,” you explained. “I was one of the lucky ones. My mother was a teacher, before she joined the compound. She never wanted to join, it was always my dad’s idea. So she broke the rules. She taught us and another small group of children maths, English, history, and modern politics from any of the newspapers she could smuggle in. When we turned 18, they gave us a test. It was believed by the Supreme Leader that you were either born with the ability to write or not, and all of us in the group passed, so we were sent out to the world to recruit. We ran away. Found a place that they could never find us, cut all contact with each other, and moved on with our lives. I work with a few of them, trying to get children out, but for our own safety, we all act like we’ve never met before.”

“What happened to the others?”

“The ones who didn’t pass turned into husbands and wives, and then fathers. By the time I was 18 I was already married and on my second pregnancy,” you chuckled sadly. “He almost killed me when I said I was leaving to recruit. The men there, they’re taught to be violent. They’re taught to be animals. They’re taught to hurt women. My only saving grace was the ‘doc’. She was one of the eldest women in the compound. We all thought she was blind and half-dead. But she saved me. When I was about 2 months in, she picked me out of my bed and brought me to the edge of the compound walls. She asked me if I wanted the baby, I said no. She got rid of it. She made it look like a miscarriage.”

They were silent. 

“That’s what we’re up against. Years and years of sexual, physical, and mental abuse. A doctorate that no one believes but the men, and the men have all the power and strength. These women and children need help.”

“H-how many have you gotten out so far?” Penelope asked, tears in her eyes. 

“281,” you nodded. “And there’s still more.”

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Aaron walked you up to your room in the hotel. It had been a long day. You had been on speed dial the entire time, explaining everything to the entire team as you worked with your team on making a plan to evacuate all of the women and children. 

“I’m sorry I haven’t been calling back, all of my weekends have kind of turned into… this,” you explained, looking down. “I do genuinely like you Aaron, but I’d understand if what you found out today is too much or-”

“It's not,” he assured you. “Thank you for your insight, and I’m sorry that you have it.”

You nodded, the motion bubbling up in your throat as you thought over the last 24 hours. “I hope we can help them,” you whispered. 

“We will,” he nodded, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close as you cried into his chest. Aaron vowed something to himself right then and there, he’d always be there for you, no matter what. “Come on, let’s get you inside.”

Aaron helped you inside, helped you change into your pyjamas, helped you get ready for bed, and tucked you in, all while whispering words of encouragement. As you lay in bed, utterly exhausted from the emotional toll of the day, you found yourself reaching for Aaron’s hand. 

“Please stay,” you begged, your voice soft and small. 

How could he ever refuse? 

“Of course,” he whispered. Without a moment's pause, the bed dipped beside you, and Aaron opened his arms to accommodate for you. You settled yourself into his arms and pressed a kiss to his clavicle. 

“Thank you for believing me.”

“I’ll always believe you,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head.

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jake always carries a picture of you in his wallet. he likes the idea of being able to bring you everywhere he goes. it works to his benefit if he's away on tour. whenever he's buying something, the first thing he'll see is your face. a smile grows on his face every time which earns him a stare from the cashier.

jake's locksceen is a picture of either you or the two of you. if he's lucky enough - meaning that if you let him, he'll have a matching lockscreen with you. just to show off that fact that he's taken, he'll purposely turn on his phone just for it to display his lockscreen.

speaking of photos, jake has so so many pictures of you. candid, silly, cute, you name it. he'll most likely have them. he also keeps an album dedicated to you and only you. yeah, he's down bad.

he's very big on having matching jewelry with you specifically rings and bracelets. it makes him feel giddy inside.

he LOVES to spoil you. as much as you tell him to not, he WILL insist so there's really no point in arguing. he's always thinking about you so of course he'll buy you things when he's in another area.

if he's feeling extra romantic, he will by you prada and tiffany & co products (buddy has to stay loyal to his brands)

jake is absolutely head over heels in love with you. you're his pride and joy. his everything and it shows.

he knows every single thing about you and he low-key flexes that to everyone he talks to

adding to that, he mentions you very often and will gush over you.

jake sends you good morning and good night messages. if he forgets, he'll feel so bad about it and you always reassure him that it's okay.

he makes you a playlist of the songs that remind him of your relationship.

jake gets so giggly around you. something about you brings out the inner school boy in him. AND he gets super smiley and giggly whenever you kiss. he's in love.

he's your golden retriever (and babygirl).

jake will stare at you every chance he gets. he could actually stare at you all day if given the chance. because of this, he is able to notice even the slightest change in your appearance.

jake HAS to touch you at least once a day. he's very attached to you. your space = his space.

jake's low-key a jealous man. he doesn't like it when other people show any sign of romantic interest in you. because what do you mean you want my partner? but at the same time he loves it when you get the attention you deserve. he will show you off but remind everyone that you're his.

of course he has nicknames for you. very heavy "my love", "baby", and "princess". and he will get butthurt if you refer to him as his actual name. you have nicknames for a reason so call him by it :)

jake is a big cuddler. he loves having you in his arms and he loves being the little spoon from time to time.

he's a sucker for neck kisses although he is quite ticklish. he also loves to give you neck kisses.

with jake being absolutely whipped for you. your mood heavily influences his mood. when you smile he smiles, when you laugh he laughs, when you're sad he's sad.

princess treatment all the way. his job is to make you happy so he will do anything and literally anything to achieve that.

jake is your designated hype boy. no explanation needed.

jake never raises his voice at you. he's always speaking to you in a soft tone. he's a whole different person when he's with you honestly.

jake dates to marry so a proposal will be coming eventually.

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