#jason voorhees x y/n

[nothomegal]

Nothing to see here, just a local undead man demanding attention from his favorite counsellor.

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[slasherstories123]

Cold

Jason Voorhees x reader

Word count:547

Tagslist: @dootys @callmemeelah @mehidktbh @mrs-heelshire @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @alexxavicry @sleepypersonblog @vexeliers-breakroom @naxxsstuff @beel-mcburger @charliedawn @emychan @slasherscrybaby @callsignwidow @endomishy

Sometimes being in the cold sucked.

Your body shivered from the cold seeping into the cabin. Even with you wearing warmer clothing, it didn’t help. You curled up in a ball on the couch in hopes of warmth. Waiting for your hockey-masked boyfriend to come back with firewood. You didn’t know how long he was gone. It felt like hours. The thought of moving never crossed your mind, fearing that you’d lose the little warmth you had just by curling up in a ball. There weren’t any blankets around, and not many victims brought any for Jason to steal. So you were left with numerous of long sleeve shirts and random sweatpants. Sometimes your eyes began to droop. Sleep wanting to overtake you, but you wanted to wait for Jason’s return. You hoped he could find blankets somewhere.

You were close to falling asleep. Maybe falling asleep won’t hurt.

It felt like you only slept for five minutes. Until you felt warmer. And warmer. A hand gently shook your shoulder. Making you stirr in your sleep. Waking up groggily with your head being supported by a pillow and your body being covered by a large blanket. Fire cracking in the fireplace filled your ears, a soothing sound you grew to like the more Jason lit up fire during the cold weather. You then sat up with the blankets over your shoulders. Smiling sleepily at Jason who had another blanket for you. You opened your arms wide as a silent ask for him to cuddle with you now that he was back.

Jason sat on the other side of the couch. Having his arms out for you, you happily rested on his chest with his arms wrspprd around you. He made sure the blankets still covered you for warmth. You felt his masked nose nuzzle into your hair, clearly, he was happy to be with you as well. It took a while for Jason to get used to affection or cuddling from not getting it in years, but once he warmed up to it, it was nearly a requirement. Anytime he came home he at least expects a hug from you.

There was enough wood in the fire for now, it wa sonly a matter of time before Jason had to get up and put more in. By the looks of it, he cut a lot. The large pile remained in the corner, neatly stacked. It explained why he was gone for so long, along with the large blankets and weirdly shaped pillows, victims must’ve been out in the area. It didn’t matter anymor enow that Jason took care of them.

You couldn’t get up if you wanted to, even though Jason didn’t have warmth himself, the blankets and fire made up for it. You leaned up to press a kiss to his masked nose. You could feel his breath hitch for a second, you worried if you took a big leap, his grip tightened. His own masked pressed against your forehead as his way of returning the kiss. It made you smile widely at his attempt in affection.

It was the best you were going to get, and you were grateful. It didn’t matter if he had his mask or not. He was right there with you.

[loveandmurders]

Can you do slashers meet s/o where they reveal themselves as the grim reaper with a scythe or maybe a whip?

Hi there, can't believe you've had to wait for years before getting this request done, but here you are! Hope you'll enjoy <3

A TOY FOR DEATH (Death!reader x Tiffany Valentine / Michael Myers / Jason Voorhees)

Reader is a divinity and doesn't have any gender

Warnings: no proof reading, mentions of violence, blood, death (obviously), dom!reader (no sex, but in the way they treat the slashers), reader sees the world as their own personnal playground,

(The Jason one is my fav one)

Tiffany Valentine

The first time you met Tiffany, it was after she summoned you. 

She was playing with a man in her trailer before sacrificing him to the divinity of Death.

She was bored and she had always been obsessed with you. Death was the most exciting part of life, she thought. And she would be more than happy to be your servant.

To her disappointment, you didn’t appear right away and she thought the spell had failed. Or maybe you weren’t interested in answering her call, which she could understand. She was pretty upset about it though, but she got to kill a guy so it was already that. To appease herself, she decided to take a bath. You watched her, without her knowing even if she could tell that eyes were on her.

You continued to observe her for a little while, and you had to admit you enjoyed her style and her way of life. She would make the perfect partner, as you had been quite lonely lately.

After a week, you knocked at her door in a human appearance. You smiled at her, sharp teeth greeting her.

She had no idea who you or what you were, but you were definitely the hottest thing she ever witnessed. She didn’t ask question as she let you enter her home, eyeing you with great interest.

“You called me” you finally said as you sat on her comfy bed “And here I am”

She didn’t understand at first. “I’d remember calling you, sweetface. I never forget pretty things like you” she purred, quietly grabbing a knife on her table, just in case things turned out bad for her; it wouldn’t be the first time.

You chuckled as you noticed her movement. “Would you try to hurt Death, woman?” you hummed as you got up and with a disdainful gesture of your hand, the weapon flew away from her grasp

She gasped as her eyes widened. She quickly knelt in front of you as you turned into your Death appearance, a dark skeleton holding a scythe. 

She didn’t dare to look up at you so you grabbed her chin in your cold hand. You smiled at her.

“You’re perfect, pet. Now let’s have some fun together. I saw the way you killed the sacrifice you made for me. I enjoyed the view. Keep going that way and I promise you I’ll treat you well” you hummed.

You helped her on her feet “And as you first reward…” you trailed off before smashing your lips against hers. She loudly moan into the kiss as she pressed yourself against you.

Being the Reaper’s lover seemed like quite a happy ending to her.

Michael Myers

Since Michael was a child, you had kept an eye on him. You couldn’t really explain why, but you had felt he was different. You had felt the power you could have on him. You had felt the power he wanted you to have on him.

You might even have been a nasty little voice inside his head, pushing him to kill his family just for the sake of it. His family had been on your list for quite a long time, and you had found it funny that they should die from his hands instead of a road accident like it was originally planned.

And because you spent years speaking to him, when no one would, you soon became the only thing he listened to. He knew your voice by heart, he knew your wishes like his own, he knew how you enjoyed him when he was an emotionless killer. It was all that mattered to him.

When he was hanging his victims for them to be part of the decor, it was to amuse you, which it always did.

A lot of people wondered how the Shape never died, but it was quite simple: he was your favourite human so you weren’t going to let him disappear from Earth that easily.

Sometimes, when he was drugged by the doctors or when he was full of adrenaline after a killing spree, you would appear to him, in the darkness of the room. He always saw you with your scythe, like a dangerous shadow ready to strike.

A part of himself wondered if you were real, but really he didn’t care, he just wanted to please you like he used to want to please his mother.

You made him hate his baby sister, you made him hate the world, you made him your messenger. And in exchange, you never left his side. 

You knew he didn’t love you, but you didn’t either. He was your toy, and you were his divinity. Nothing was too good for you, and he would be more than happy to bring chaos upon earth just to hear your laugher resonating inside his head one more time.

Without you, he would have let the doctors lobotomize him, but how could he when his purpose was to be yours? He also knew you wouldn’t have let them destroy him; you let the pain touch him only for him to be an even more dangerous beast.

Your beast.

Jason Voorhees

Once a century, you were deciding to create yourself a lover among the humans. You enjoy your loneliness, but once in a while, you needed the warm touch of someone alive or mostly alive. You also needed someone to see you, truly see you, without running away from you or without begging you to take their life away.

You couldn’t really explain why you chose Jason, but you did as if it was the most obvious decision you ever took.

You helped his mother bring him back, after she summoned you. You made her child, your own. You made out of him your new darling. He was ugly, he was decaying, he was insane and very much aware of what he was. 

He was perfect to you.

He was your little zombie, your little killer, your little freak.

He couldn’t talk anymore, but you could read his mind that was an utter mess, not that you cared. You enjoyed messy things.

What you loved the most about him was the rage swirling inside of him. It wasn’t the anger of a crazy man; it was the most delicious rage you could taste: it was the rage of a little boy who got bullied and killed and who was now strong enough to destroy everyone.

The rage built from stolen innocence was your favourite thing. Vengeance had a taste like nothing else. It was making you so powerful, so happy, so merciless.

Watching Jason killing people was your favourite show and you made sure to always be there when new tourists were waking him up from his slumber. You might even whisper to some of them to go to Crystal Lake, so your messenger could take care of them.

At the end of the night, once everyone was dead, Jason was certain he would find you in his room, waiting for him with a kiss. His wounds would disappear and for an instant he could forget about everything else.

Death was his life and he was grateful you took such good care of him, even if he knew that one day you would allow him to rest, once you would grow bored of him. And he was okay with that, eager to soon join his mother in Hell.

He had a special place in Hell, as a prolific killer and your lover.

[daisies-daydreams]

NSFW OF JASON VOORHEES BELOW ‼️‼️

Just imagine Jason’s massive cock drilling into your wet, tight pussy, spreading your walls open to the point where hot tears begin to pour down your face. He tilts his head whenever you cry, slowing down his thrusts until you grow quiet again…before he starts to pick up his pace.

His massive hands holding the back of your thighs, his fingers curling over your goose-bump ridden skin as he studied every twitch of your body, every curl of your toe. He relishes in the feeling of your slick gushing from your hole, slathering his cock before dripping down onto the sheets below.

Jason, who stares at you with his one good eye thorough his mask as his heavy balls slap against your puckering asshole, the power behind his thrusts making your cheeks clap loudly as you thrash around. He groans quietly as he feels your cunt grip and flutter around his impossibly thick girth, your back arching off the bed. His eye widens when he sees a massive bulge beneath your lower belly, his body stiffening as he grunts.

You shudder beneath him as he fills you with his thick, hot cum, his seed spilling past the seam where your sexes are joined as you fuck yourself on his dick, riding out your own high. He thrusts into your squelching cunt a few more times as his chest heaves, his body and mind completely overwhelmed as he shakes with pure ecstasy. He continues to hold and stroke your legs as he watches you come down from your orgasm, a melody of soft pants breath falling from your swollen lips as you catch your breath.

He eventually slides out of you, grunting at the loss of warmth and tightness around his shaft. He watches your hole curiously as his cum oozes out in spurts. Jason cocks his head to the side before sliding one of his thick digits against the rim of your hole. He sighed when he heard you moan as he pushed his spend back inside your sweet pussy…not wanting to waste a single drop.

[6lostgirl6]

Jason Voorhees Masterlist

Fics:

Trouble in Paradise - Jason Voorhees x Fem!Reader [Coming Soon!]

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[tonixe]

SLASHER

POV: you called the slasher a munch - Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Billy Loomis, and Stu Macher

"Oh Micheal" - micheal myers x reader

[madwomansapologist]

Jason Vorhes + cornelia street

Taylor Swift Writing Challenge: Cornelia Street

Masterlist | Rules | Taglist | Library | More Jason Voorhees | #taylor swift writing challenge | AO3

synopsis: If he ever broke your heart... you don't think time can mend that.

warnings: little poor meow meow whos a killer is killing😲 .

You drove around Camp Crystal Lake, slowly and without paying much attention to the road. You just wanted to feel the autumn air against your face and forget why you were moving away. The jacket over her shoulders was his, but Jason wasn't there with you.

Jason asked you to travel to the city. Just a few days away until he finished dealing with the people trying to renovate the camp. You did as he asked, but you don't know if you'll come back.

You just... He'll never stop. You already understood this. Jason will never rest, not as long as they keep heading back to camp. But you don't want it to continue. Because what if one day he doesn't make it? What if one day he's weak or distracted or hurts and can't make it?

You could just continue driving. Go back to your home and never come back. You could do anything you want, Jason would never hurt you, but that's not what you want. You don't want to leave him, you just don't want to see him dead.

But all you can do is hope you never lose him. Hope it never ends. You'd never walk on this damned city again.

GENERAL TAGLIST: @suakemi @notanalienindisguiseblink

if you enjoyed, please reblog! i promise it makes a difference ♡

@ madwomansapologist.tumblr.

[xxyourlittleangelz]

Is this stupid? Probably. But do I like it and find it cute? Yes.

Sit back and buckle up you fucking precious human because this makes no sense:) enjoy!💜

I haven’t written for these guys in a while so I thought why not! This is based off of something I’ve written before about konig but I wanted to do it for these guys<3

Below I’ve listed two different sounds just depending on what you want ! <33333

I recommend listening to one of them for the best experience!

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☁️N i g h t m a r e s☁️

This react includes: Michael, Jason, Thomas.

🚩🚩🚩IMPORTANT: I write micheal a little differently then some (I’m sure others have done the same so I am NOT taking credit for it) but I write him in a way where he is VOCAL if this isn’t your cup of tea I’m sorry but I do have other reacts with him where he isn’t!🚩🚩🚩

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Micheal🎃:Micheal doesn’t really dream per say

It’s hard to explain how micheal dreams sometimes you think he doesn’t even sleep.

On this night in particular he noticed how you tossed and turned

To be frank he didn’t think much of it until you started crying.

He couldn’t make out what you were saying but understood that it hurt you deeply.

Therefore it pissed him off.

So doing the only thing he knows he thought back to his mom.

She always (when she was home anyways) held him.

Micheal almost cringed at the thought of being “soft” BUT it was you.

You were completely different from the others. (Obviously)

So this big guy threw his arm around you and pulled you close.

You calmed down a bit once you got close to him

He WILL tease you about this.

“Your such a baby. Having me hold you”

It can come off as mean (It’s micheal) but he actually isn’t trying to be mean.

And if you ever have a nightmare again micheal is quick to hold you.

On occasion(RARE) he’ll even whisper sweet words into your ear.

DO NOT TEASE HIM he will flat deny this.

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Jason🏕️:Jay has had his fair share of bad dreams

Even now!

You had went to bed before which wasn’t uncommon

He does late walks around the camps

When he returned home he heard you whimpering.

He’s first thought was you were hurt or one of the campers found you.

He rushed into the bedroom almost taking the damn door off.

But you were okay?

You weren’t bleeding and there was no one but you two in the cabin.

He stood at the end of the bed tilting his head to the right.

Then it hit him. You were having a bad dream!

He quickly put down his things on the little table you had in the room and got into bed

He remembers his mother holding him and talking to him when he had a bad dream.

He tries his best to soothe you.

He lets you cuddle up to him as he’s afraid of hurting you if he pulls you to him.

(And it doesn’t matter how long you’ve been together Jay is a gentle boy <333)

This being said sometimes he can’t be there so he always leaves a shirt/jacket for you to cuddle up to.

He doesn’t tease you like Michael but does find it adorable that you seek him out for comfort!<3

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Thomas🧸:poor man is so tired from the day he doesn’t even know if he can dream.

But when finds out you have bad dreams he feels bad!

He can’t protect you from them which makes him feel bad.

He’ll cuddled you!

And even tried to hum one time (it was cute in a way)

He’ll listen to you if you wish to talk about it but won’t push.

Will NOT allow anyone to tease you about it.

Hoyt made that mistake ONCE.

He found a little bear in the basement so he cleaned it up and gave it to you!

10/10 he’s so sweet about it!!<3

[nobitchs-world]

Me: I love horror movie slashers

My scary ass if I ever saw them:

[taeaura]

[marksbear2]

Hi papa could we get literally any slashers w reader faking an orgasm. I just think that would be interesting. Have a nice day 💕

I kept laughing when I was writing this dude 😭. I lowkey love this request like it’s something I never got before. I don’t even know what to with the title 😭. I’m probably gonna do a pt2 on this with slashers like Norman and Brahms

SLASHERS WITH READER WHO FAKES ORGASMS.

⚠️ Warnings!- Multi slashers, mix top and bottom reader. Short but sweet, fake organs ofc, Jason, Hannibal, both ghostface original killers and Michael.

JASON VOORHEES

He was mostly confused, he heard your fake moaning and awkwardness but he didn’t think much of it at first.

When he tried to go again you quickly told him you were tired and needed to get rest so he allowed it. When you left to the bathroom he noticed that the sheets didn’t have cum on them.

He sat there waiting for you to come back and when you did he stared at you silently for the whole time in his own mind. He rethinks y’all’s two entire sex life.

He sat there nervously and anxiously wanting to bring it up so bad but didn’t have the courage to. But the next time you two had sex and you faked orgasmed again he was sick of it and sat there annoyed waiting for your explanation. If you can’t provide one he thinks that he’s the worse person ever at sex.

BILLY & STU (GHOSTFACE)

“Did you even cum?” Billy asked as he watched you pull out and listened to you say yes. Stu and Billy exchanged a look as they was you dispose of the condom. “He definitely didnt cum you must be a bad fu-“ Stu was about to tease but Billy shoved him before he could finish.

The two talked about it ever since then trying to get to the bottom of why did you fake cum.

Next time having sex you was fucking Stu as Billy was jerking himself off to it, Stu already came about two times so you wanted to wrap things up. You began to awkwardly and trying have a convincingly good orgasm.

Both Stu and Billy picked up on it and laughed at you, not in the mean way just teasingly. Now they try their best to make you cum.

MICHAEL MYERS

While being bent over and Michael pounding you from behind. You made your body tense up and began to let out more moans then “came.” With Michael being nowhere near done with you he grabbed your cock to jerk you off while you came but as he did it he felt your cock not pump out anything.

You could feel his judging eyes from the dark mask he kept going until he finally came himself before dragging you on the bed to jerk you off wanting to see are you even able to cum.

If you don’t he doesn’t care, but if you have another fake orgasm he watches and stares.

HANNIBAL LECTER

He noticed the moment that you seemed that you’re not getting any pleasure from this at all. He saw your body language and the way you moved.

As you fake came, he was laying on his back thinking with a small smile tugged at his lips when he heard and saw your fake moans and movement. Grabbing you by the back of your hair before you could pull out.

He was quick to confront you, pressing you about it until you actually gave him an answer. Since he is a bit curious and asks you way too many questions about Whats wrong.

THE END

[nothomegal]

He's back!🎶 The man behind the mask! 🎶 And he's (out of control) taking (Y/N)!🎶

I'm a bit late but happy Friday the 13th everybody! 🥳

[h4ll0w33npumpk1n]

ME FR ‼️‼️

/not my vid

[acreepsblog]

Me with my slasher boyfriend who I scripted can’t kill me

[rottenclowndoll]

[cece693]

Hi, your tumblr is amazing, I loved discovering it. Can I make a request? About a slasher who discovers that the male reader is a serial killer as terrible as the ones in the real world. I'm not sure which one would fit best; I thought of Jason, Billy and Stu, maybe Michael or Norman Bates… whatever you think is best and/or are most familiar with.

Slashers With a Serial Killer Lover (Slashers x GN! Reader)

Sorry it took a while to complete this request but I was in a weird funk and uninspired. However, with this being more of a multi-character request/headcannon, it spurred me to complete it. I included the slashers you mentioned above, alongside Hannibal, Will (I'm aware he's not a slasher, but I just love him) and Patrick. I also changed it to be gender neutral because I want to be more inclusive :)

Norman Bates

Norman would be conflicted—after all, you're not only worried about his reaction but that of 'mother.' If your actions pleased her, Norman might be supportive. However, if they don't and 'mother' perceives you to be a threat, expect Norman to turn against you (with tears in his eyes.) However, even if 'mother' does approve of your hobby, this relationship is far from simple. 'Mother' might grow jealous of how much Norman is straying from her teachings and become vengeful. Expect a chaotic rollercoaster of guilt, affection, and psychological breakdowns.

Michael Myers

Michael would be indifferent to your hobby unless they interfered with his own objectives. He might view you as a tool or an ally in his pursuits, but wouldn't engage emotionally or ethically about whom you kill. Expect no romantic gestures, but be assured, Michael observes from the shadows whenever your out and about. He's ready to lend a hand when you need a show of brutal force or the tides unexpectedly turn against you. Michael doesn’t tolerate weakness, so if you proved to be cunning and self-sufficient, that would almost earn a silent respect.

Billy Loomis

Billy’s manipulative side would initially question if this is some trick or if he can use the situation to his advantage. However, deep down, he’d be excited at the idea of having a lover who’s just as twisted as he is. However, because you are a serial killer and Billy has this notion of being the 'brains' of the relationship, expect many fights. He wants to be the person in control, so he might never be fully comfortable in your relationship if he perceives you as greater than him. This relationship is a mine for mind games, but be assured when you find common ground, you're a deadly duo.

Stu Matcher

Stu wouldn't care about you being a serial killer. In fact he'll be ecstatic because it would be like living in a non-stop horror flick. Let's face it, he has murder tendencies but often allows you to take reign. He would join your hunts but see it more as a game: he'd want to do 'team kills', wear matching outfits, etc. Expect him to crack jokes non-stop or reference horror tropes, even if you're in the middle of killing someone. Stu is impulsive—“Hey, let’s kill that person!” or “We should totally sabotage this house party!” If you're down for it, Stu’s loyalty is intense, though erratic.

Jason Voorhees

Jason mostly kills out of vengeance or anger, and he’s not particularly intellectual about it. So when he discovers that his boyfriend is a serial killer, he wouldn't be bothered. In fact, he'll probably look up to you: learning how to better kill and dispose of his victims. However, he would get violent if you make a move unto his territory (Camp Crystal Lake) or disrespect the memory of his beloved mother. You are a serial killer and so is Jason, but a part of you likes to hide some of your more brutal and gruesome kills from him. He has a childlike mind so you thread carefully and are overprotective of your giant teddy bear :)

Hannibal Lecter

Hannibal, being a connoisseur of murder himself, would be intrigued and possibly delighted by having a lover who shared his proclivities. However, he would also evaluate your style and motives. If they matched his sense of aesthetic and intellectual stimulation, he would be supportive, but he might manipulate or dispose of you if deemed proved crude or unworthy. He has standards, after all. He’d encourage you to be more meticulous, to pay attention to the senses, to savor each detail. Hannibal would absolutely offer subtle mentorship—introducing more elegant methods, or guiding you toward “ethically chosen” victims. Expect a twisted sort of domesticity: lavish dinners, intellectual sparring, and an understanding that behind every polite smile, there lurks a dangerous mind. Hannibal would want a partner who challenges him intellectually and morally, even in their darkest impulses.

Will Graham

Will would initially be disturbed upon discovering that you're a serial killer. His empathy would reel from the moral violation. Yet, there might be a pull—something that resonates with the darker corners of his psyche. It would be a constant tug-of-war between love (or at least genuine care) and the horror of his partner’s violent acts. Will might try to “save” them, or rationalize why they kill, but he’d be tormented by guilt at the same time. Torn between turning you in or continuing to keep the secret, Will might become complicit in small ways—covering up your tracks or giving subtle advice to avoid detection. This would only deepen his internal conflict. However, once that love for you overclouds his morality, Will becomes a complicit partner and helps you with your kills.

Patrick Bateman

Patrick’s narcissism would initially cause him to feel threatened—he wants to be the center of attention and the “best” at whatever he does, including killing. But if your kills are stylish, impressive, or feed into his ego, he’d become enthralled. You best believe foreplay includes you killing one of Patrick's rivals and creating a tableau that fosters his view of superiority above everyone else. The relationship would revolve around status, wealth, and aesthetics. Your kills would become an odd game of one-upmanship: who can kill more creatively or remain more flawless in public. Patrick loves an audience—if you can provide him with the right blend of admiration and competition, you'll stay in his good graces.