#jonesy is just having a good time and i love that for her

[not-neverland06]

hello, I was wondering if you could do a female reader x Vincent Sinclair. Where the reader is very needy. Like she constantly just wants to be around him. They don't have to be talking just being around him is fine. If you don't write for house of wax that's fine. If you do this thank you. Have a good day!

Thank you for the request, I hope you like it. As I’m posting this I realized I kind of made the reader gender neutral because I never actually used pronouns. 🤍 gn!reader

You’re overwhelming, to say the least.

And that’s being kind. 

Vincent was his mother’s favorite, but even she had to cover his face. She might have favored him over Bo, but she didn’t love him, not the way a mother should. 

At least, that’s what you told him. 

Vincent was never sure if he should believe you or not. Bo had instilled in him that their mother was a saint. It was hard to lose that idealized image of her and replace it with the one you presented. But with the way you clung to him, hovered around him without a word, he started to wonder if maybe you had a point. 

Growing up, he wasn’t allowed to take the mask off. If he had to eat, his parent’s didn’t watch. He didn't know if it’s because he was so grotesque to them or because they couldn’t stand to see their failure. His mother was an artist, his father a doctor, yet somehow, they had created him. Formed him into this ugly and deformed creature. 

He struggled to reconcile with the fact that, maybe, someone truly could love him. He struggled with coming to terms that someone as kind as you, could love him. Most days he didn’t believe you. He would watch you carefully while you sat by his side. 

He waited for the inevitable, a look of disgust, a flinch when he came near. It never happened. He figured you were biding your time, sweetening him up and getting him to trust you before you made your escape. It wouldn’t be the first time one of the victims had done that to him. 

He almost wished he was right, that you were just a liar. He waited for you to slip up so he’d have a reason to keep you here forever in Ambrose. But you never did. Each day, you grew bolder, your presence nearly suffocated him. 

You don’t always touch him, you rarely ever talk. Your days are simply spent lingering around him, watching him work or reading while he sculpts. It’s odd, going from so many years on his own in his workshop to suddenly having a constant presence. 

He wonders why you don’t just go with Bo. He was the more handsome twin, more charming and funny. He could talk, he could walk around without a mask and be comfortable with himself. There was a clear language barrier between you and Vincent. 

His sign language was choppy at best because he’d had to learn it on his own. Bo and Lester learned some for him, but the family was pretty against it. You struggled to decipher his odd language but you still tried. He didn’t understand the effort. There was a “better” brother to choose from and, still, you stuck with him. 

Just as he looks over at you, you move from your spot by his desk. His fingers loosen around the tools in his hand while he watches you. You stretch, back bowing and a low groan leaving you as you finally move for the first time all day. You shoot him a smile before heading up the stairs out of his workshop. 

He stills and listens to the way your footsteps echo across the floorboards above him. You’re in the living room, you give a muffled greeting to Jonesy before heading towards the kitchen. His hands fidget restlessly with his tools but he can’t bring himself to get back to work. 

He hates when you go upstairs without him. He’s worried that one day he’ll hear the door open and close and he won't be able to get upstairs in time to get you back. He worries that he’ll hear Bo and you together upstairs, either in a fight or doing something worse. 

But you always come back. You’re never away from him for longer than you need to be. Your footsteps rush back towards the stairs and he feels some of the tension leave him. 

When you come back downstairs, a plate of food for you both, he pulls your chair closer to him. A silent invitation to stay close, one you eagerly accept. You sit beside him, leaning over his shoulder, and admire the sketches splayed out across his desk. 

You reach out, before he can stop you, and tug at the corner of one, pulling it out from under the others. Your eyes rove over the drawing of yourself, one of you sleeping on the couch he now keeps down here for you. You smile and glance up at him. When you lean forward and press a kiss against his masked cheek he wonders if maybe he needs you around just as much as you need him. 

end. — I do not own the characters or the movie House of Wax, but this writing is my own all rights reserved © not-neverland06 2024. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[angelbarelywrites]

♡ slashers scenarios | y’all accidentally adopt a kid (part 2)

♡ fandoms; House of Wax, Hannibal (TV)/Silence of the Lambs, slashers (general)

♡ characters; Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Hannibal Lecter

♡ reader; gender neutral

♡cw; parenthood, kidnapping, mentions of violence. basically don’t tell these guys you want a kid ig

♡notes; another sparse selection but i don’t think Billy Lenz is allowed within 100 yards of a school so it is what it is

also I hate how much I’m starting to love Bo oh my god

•┈••✦ ❤ ✦••┈•

Vincent Sinclair

> he’s a nurturing man- to his brothers and you

> hell he babies Jonesy too

> even so, he’s shocked when you mention offhandedly that he’d make a good father

> he denies it vehemently

> even as the golden child he grew up in hell

> no way he’d know how to do any of it right

> but you just gently laugh and shake your head, insisting but not pressing it

> it makes him think

> and think and think

> he didn’t know much about kids, but you’d be a great parent

> and you wouldn’t lie to him- maybe he’d be at least an okay father

> families don’t come through often

> and when they do, Lester leaves them be

> if they ever get to Ambrose on their own, the town stays off- none of the Sinclairs want anything to do with harming children

> but mistakes happen, and Bo is freaking out

> a little girl with dark hair and bright blue eyes was sleeping in the back of a car while he took care of her parents, and he didn’t realize until far to late

> she’s maybe 3, and awfully scared and quiet- but when they bring her in the house she walks right up to you and Vincent

> she hugs your leg and finally smiles when Vincent kneels down to show her that Jonesy is a nice dog

> Bo is in shock when you volunteer to adopt her, but Vincent is in quick agreement

> she’s nonverbal, but you look through her family’s things to find out her name - Lilly Henson, or something to that affect .

> Lilly Sinclair has a much better ring to it anyways, doesn’t it?

Bo Sinclair

> he’s the type that if you mention that you want a kid to this man, he asks what color

> he is endlessly devoted to you

> and while he never wanted a kid before, he’s always so insistent you make him a better man

> so some snot nosed brats would complete the picture perfectly

> he’s not super serious about it, not really

> you have plenty of time to plan for a family

> and he’s the type to want biological children if possible- he’s so used to white picket fence suburbia-type ideals

> when a car pulls up to the gas station, he stops when he sees the infant car seat in the back

> he’s about to tell the parents to move along- but then he sees the second matching one

> something - probably his overinflated self worth - tells him he’d be a much better father to twins that these chucklefucks

> and you want a kid anyways! would two be much better

> they’re not identical- he’s not not disappointed by the fact, but they’re still adorable

> a boy and a girl a bit over a year, with big brown eyes and infectious giggles

> he’s beyond proud when he strides in with them

> “daddy’s home!”

> he thinks you might actually kill him this time

> but then Charlotte - the girl based on what’s embroidered on her blankie, reaches for you and you melt

> you’re still scolding him as you happily take Theodore too

> but he knows you’re beyond thrilled

Hannibal Lecter

> he’s always wanted a successor

> quite frankly it never had to be his child - or a child at all

> he thought about taking younger serial killers in the making under his wing more than once

> to teach them the art of culinary cannibalism and the finer points of flaying people

> but it’s far too dangerous - especially with you around

> you’re the one thing that trumps his egomania

> so he lets it be for the time being

> but one day, he takes on a special case at work

> a young boy who recently lost his parents very violently

> he’s in kindergarten, and expresses most everything through his rather advanced drawings

> you don’t interact with his patients- even though he works from home you’re pretty skilled at dodging them

> but on the way out that afternoon the little boy- Peter, his name is, runs out before his social worker and smack dab into you

> she apologizes on his half profusely but you’re so sweet with the boy

> you pick up his dropped drawings and comfort him- he’s quite upset he may have hurt or angered you

> he gives you a huge hug and Hannibal can see the fond, parental look on your face

> after that it’s quite simple to draw up the paperwork

> he’s already in foster care, and it only takes a few false documents to make the courts think that Hannibal’s custody is the best place for little Peter

> you learned long ago that it’s best not to question how or why Hannibal does something when he gets like that

> and either way you’re content with your new little family

[i-arch-my-backula]

"Can we keep it?": Bo Sinclair x GN reader

I just really like cats rn. I'm allergic unfortunately so I can't really have one but I love them so much. Cats are so silly and cute and sweet and I just want to hold a cat in my arms forever.

Warnings: Swearing, mention of a dead mouse, use of Y/N

You're busy cleaning up the inside of one of the stores in Ambrose when you hear a faint meow. You look around the store and try to figure out where it's coming from. You hear it again and start to follow the sound of the meows until you find a calico cat, sitting in a corner of the store. The cat is smaller and very dirty.

"Hi kitty." You say with a very sweet tone, bending down as the cat walks over to you. It rubs up against your legs and meows at you again. You smile and rub its back. "Oh you're just the sweetest little thing aren't you?" You ask in a silly voice again. You stand up and the cat keeps rubbing up against your legs. "How about we go get you some water." You say, leaving the store with the cat following behind you.

You get to Bo's gas station and grab a small bowl. You go to the sink and fill up the bowl with water. You set the bowl down and the cat starts to drink from it.

"You're a sweet little kitty huh? Oh yeah you're a little baby." You say in a stupid voice to it, scratching them behind the ears. You hear footsteps and soon Bo comes into the room. He looks at you then down at the cat. Before you can speak he talks first.

"We're not keepin' it." He says, crossing his arms over his chest. You frown and groan.

"Come on Bo! Just look at it's little face! We have to keep it!" You say in a pleading voice. Bo shakes his head and rubs his forehead with his hand.

"Y/N, we can't keep this damn cat." You roll your eyes and huff a breath.

"Oh come on Bo! You let Jonesie stay with us!" You look down and notice the cat is gone.

"Jonesie is a different case. Lester is the one who buys all of her stuff. I'm not buyin' a bunch of stuff for a damn cat." He says walking past you and moving over to find something. You turn around and follow him.

"Come on Bo! I need other things to interact with. Imagine all the time you could have to yourself if you let me keep this cat." Bo shakes his head again and looks over at you.

"The answer is no. And I enjoy spendin' time with ya. We're not keepin' a cat." You notice the cat walking back over to you and it has something in it's mouth. It drops a dead mouse at your feet and sits down. You smile down at it then up at Bo. He sighs and looks down at the cat. "It better kill a damn good amount of mice."

[adalwolfgang]

Can you write about Sinclair brothers and Rusty nail's S/O is an artist but S/O's sketch book all only draw about them.

Thank you and I really really love your any creation or other thing else!! Really thank you and hope you have a wonderful day like you!!💜

Slashers coming across s/o's sketchbook

A/n: Thank you Nina, I love you too!! And again, Im so sorry for taking so long on your reqeust!

Warnings: Jonesy is the queen bee. Bite me. Not proofread.

Credit to @cafekitsune for the banner(s)

Beaugard (Bo) Sinclair

Bo didn't mean to stumble upon your many drawings.

He was up at the house, trying to tidy up a little (shocker I know) and happened to knock over a stack of books. One of them being your sketchbook. He kneels down, picking up the books but pauses once reaching for yours. After a few seconds of glancing around the room, he grabs it and starts skimming over the many pages.

As he flipped through its pages, he was taken aback by what he saw. Each page was filled with intricate and lifelike drawings of only him. His heart swelled with a mixture of surprise, and a touch of vulnerability. He had never imagined that anyone apart from his brother could make something so beautiful.

Bo's fingers gently traced the lines of his own face in awe, realizing just how deeply you had been observing him. His mind began to race before quickly being interrupted by the sound of the front door being opened. He smirked to himself, keeping his back turned from the door as he kept flipping the pages.

Jonesy came trotting into the room with the wag of her tail, tongue carelessly hanging out. You weren't far behind as she walked up to Bo, giving his leg a short sniff before carrying on toward the basement.

"What'cha doin'?" you quirked a brow as you quickly caught on to him seeming to be hyper focused on whatever it was he was reading. When he turned his body, your book coming into view, your pupils dilate at the realization and embarrassment.

"Ya've really captured my good looks darlin! I never took ya for an' arti-" before he could finish his next sentence, you ran up and tackled his ass to the ground in desperation to get the book back and out of his eyesight. This caused him to laugh as he kept holding the book farther away from the both of you on the ground. After a couple minutes of teasing, he hands your book back, adding one last cherry on top.

"I also seen that ya've been studyin' anatomy~" He immediately got an elbow to the ribs in response.

Lester Sinclair

Had to take a double take.

He was digging under his trucks seat, looking for a toy Jonesy had dropped. He grabs ahold of something, thinking it's the squeaky toy, he yanks his arm out only to raise a brow in confusion when seeing it's only a book. The kind of book people use to draw with. He looks over to Jonesy who was sitting in the passenger seat, waiting patiently for her toy to be returned to her.

"I'll git yer toy in a second, alrigh'? Let me jus' look at this real quick," he sits down in the truck, carefully opening the book. His eyes growing wide when he spots your initials signed into the first page. He looks up at the front door to the house, seeing as the coast was clear, he looks back down at the book, peeling back another page. The first page was just little doodles of Him, Jonesy, and you. He flips another page, this time met with much more detailed sketches. Them being of only him. His eyes stayed glue to the pages as he skims each page with great precision.

"What'cha reading?"

He jumps in his seat when you pop up beside his truck window. The book again falling to the floor. He clears his throat, trying to calm his breathing.

"Erm...Would'ja believe me if I said nothin'?"

You quirked a brow before leaning inside the window and looking at the book on the floor of the truck. A look of embarrassment washes over your face.

"You were looking at my drawings...Weren't you?"

After that, he apologizes profusely, ending with you quickly forgiving him but taking the book back inside with you, deciding it best to keep it somewhere else and not in his truck anymore. As he watched you walk but up the steps into the house, his thoughts were interrupted again. This time by Jonesy barking at him. He turns around to see her still pawing at the seat, wanting her toy.

"Oh shoot! Sorry girl!" he quickly goes back to the task he was doing before, reaching under the seat for the dog toy.

Vincent Sinclair

His face gets so hot from the discovery, he almost thought his body heat melted his mask.

You both were in the basement. He was at his desk, working on another mask mold he had recently got from Bo. You were sat on his bed with Jonesy laying her head on your lap asleep. Currently you were drawing another sketch of Vincent, this time sitting at his desk working on the mask mold. After a few hours, you were almost finished with your drawing. Jonesy had already woken up a few minutes' prior. You were putting on the finally details when she trotted back into the basement, carrying her dog bowl in her mouth. She placed it Infront of the bed, nuzzling it with her snout closer before sitting down and looking up at you. You stare between her and your almost completed sketch before letting out a small chuckle. You set down your book on the bed, picking up the bowl and walking toward the stairs.

"Ima go feed Jonesy, be right back Vinny"

He let out a Mmhh in acknowledgement. When you leave with the dog, he continues working. That doesn't last long though when his focus goes to the open book on his bed. He looks over to the stairs then back to the book. He sits there for a moment before deciding to stand up and walk over to the bed. He pulls the book toward him, looking over the page you were recently drawing on. He's beyond surprised. The talent and detail is admiring to say the least.

By the time you return to the basement with Jonesy, he had already seen every single drawing you had in that book. He had already gone back to his wax mold, trying to keep his focus on something else besides all the thoughts and images in his head from his discovery. His face was almost as warm as the boiler that was a few feet away. You didn't seem to notice though as you went back to your spot on the bed and get right back to sketching.

He ratted himself out later on.

Rusty Nail

Flattered and impressed as hell.

After not getting to see each other for what seemed like a month but was only a week, Rusty finally pulled up to yall's shared home. The only thing on his mind was finally getting to sleep in his own bed with his only and favorite person. Upon walking through the door, he was immediately tackled by your affections.

"Welcome home old man!"

He lets of a rumble of laughter, giving your head a quick peck while wrapping his arms around you to also return the affection.

"Someone missed me eh?"

As you both go to your shared room, Rusty plops down onto his side of the bed as you walked over to your side, grabbing a book off the nightstand.

"I know you're probably exhausted but I want to show you something since I don't have the patience anymore."

You walk back over to his side, taking a seat beside him as you open up the book for him to see. Inside it was sketches you've drawing over the past week of his absence. Even though he was tired, his eyes grew a little surprised as he skimmed over the drawings. It was like looking in a mirror. He traced his hand over some of them, a soft smile spreading gracing his lips.

"These look beautiful sweetheart" he looks up at you with a smile before leaning forward a pressing another kiss to your cheek.

Now every time he leaves for a long drive, he takes a drawing with him and keeps it on his person at all times.

[bropunzeling]

i wish you would write a fic about girl!trevor in the girl!leon universe :)

oh gosh oh golly. the thing is if you'd asked about this a year ago it would be girl!trevor and jamie fumbling towards love where trevor figures out she has feelings because someone else hits on jamie and she is soooooo upsetti spaghetti about it which is stupid, obviously jamie can hook up with whOEVER, but this girl seems shallow and like she would just want jamie for SEX and POST ABOUT HIM ON TWITTER, and okay the next girl seems cool and outdoorsy but like is that the kind of girl jamie wants? does he want to hook up with someone who goes hIKING? and so on and so forth until someone (jack? jonesy? sonny?) is like huh seems like the only person good enough for jamie is you and trevor is like yeah!!! wait,,,

but NOW given the TRADE of it all my thoughts are: summer romance babyyyyyy. trevor brute forcing a summer hang out and getting so invested in having a good time (while refusing to examine why, exactly, she is so very invested in them having a good time, exactly how they used to in anaheim). however. there is so much tension. swimming and hanging out on a boat becomes a new game of "how long is too long to look at someone's abs". perhaps trevor refuses to layer up and has to borrow jamie's flyers branded hoodie and has weird mixed feelings about it. jamie keeps talking about philly and trevor gets horribly jealous about him making all these new friends and going to mexico without her. trevor letting slip how much the trade rumors about HER are fucking her up. jamie being super conscientious, the way he always has been around trevor, only now trevor is wondering what would happen if his hand touched lower on her back, or higher on her thigh. she thinks she might be into it. she kind of wants to throw up about it. she kind of wants to throw up about how nothing is the way it used to be but also she might want it to be different than it used to be. they get caught in a summer rainstorm and jamie's shirt is plastered to his chest and there's rain clinging to his eyelashes and the urge to kiss him hits trevor like a freight train. maybe she will

idk i just want.... longing but also navigating being a loud obnoxious woman whose team has actively given up on her yk?????? but also her suddenly wanting to kiss jamie so bad it makes her look stupid

[thestarfishinjootsoffice]

The slashers

(And Carrie please 😭)

With a albino child reader🤭‼️

Omg I don't know much about albinism sorry if I got something wrong or missed anything.

I shortened it because I'm not consistent.

Michael

Michael was stalking and then he saw you and thought you were a baby angel at first. Like seriously, you look so angelic!

Wanted to observe you more but then he realised that he's out for killing and then ran walked away.

A bit later when he's killed 3 people that he wonders why he didn't kill you. But whatever it was he wanted to see you again.

For a possibly-not-an-angel-and-just-an-odd-kid you sure as hell did act like an angel.

And then he started to feel protective over you. He distanced himself but that didn't work so he just dealt with this annoying feeling for now.

He saw a kid call you a mf chalk and then later he was also found cut out and dead like a chalk.

It was a sunny day where you tried to cover your eyes from the bright sun away from your sensitive eyes and your not so good wasn't helping at all.

You kept bumping into things when you bumped into a hard clothed big statue like legs which made a shade for your smaller body and you got a good look at your savior.

You were kinda creeped out since his gaze on you felt the exact watching ones you felt when you were outside or near a window but those eyes never meant harm or anything malicious towards you.

The figure then fastly walked away which was unknowingly the start of your new little friendship.

Sinclair brothers

They couldn't believe their eyes when they first saw you. You were just so... Different! In a good way! Wondered if you were just a pale kid who just bleached every hair on their body. Please forgive them they're new to this.

Bo again shows you off for tourist attraction but just in the shade, if you think he only likes you is because you can get the attention of people effectively he'll be very quick to dismiss those thoughts, of course he sees you more than that! That part is just for business. Don't think such silly thoughts again. Probably says shit like "don't run off and trip on the ground, it'll be a pain if your hair gets dirtied." but really it's just a dumb excuse to keep his paranoia away. He'll buy glasses for you if your eyesight is crazy poor.

Vincent also loves how you look. He's just in the corner like "wow I can't believe that beautiful child likes me." his cute little ass is in the basement and scribbling. Plays with your hair if you have any. He'd pick you up if you're having a hard time seeing, or covers you up on a bright day. He loves how you look but also hates the consequences you have to suffer with. He thinks you're very delicate because of these reasons and so comes mama Vincent, bo is around the corner no one can handle his mom energy yet.

Lester is sad that most of the time you can't go outside mostly because of your light sensitivity. But although the stars and the moon do look nice. Still tries to give you a good life though, he understands that you probably got looked at weirdly and doesn't want to make you feel that same way. Lester and Jonesy always have your back on this one. Random person bothering you? No problem Jonesy will get the pleasure of scaring the shit out of them maybe bite them idk depends. Maybe they're both mauling that person

Carrie

Was awestruck when she first saw you. Thought you kinda looked like her! And that you were an angel since you fit the description of one.

Would get confused if you said you get bullied. God people find reasons to bully someone for no reason.

She would definitely do something about it though, it would be very rude of her if she just let it continue.

Wouldn't go as far as killing but would scare them into never talking to you again. She might feel kinda bad but they deserved it.

Gives you old light coloured clothing as it goes well with you. Maybe you two can match!

Doesn't know what her mother will think of you so she keeps you hidden. She means no harm! She just wants to make sure she can be there for you.

[jerseyshoresy]

I froth at the mouth over your fics!!!!!

May I please request something where some drunk asshole confronts the reader at MoDeans and hits the reader, then all of the LK crew starts coming over but reader just decks the cunt and lays him out. Wayne already guessing you'd be fine but everyone starts fussing asking questions and shit bur you're cool as a cucumber?

Okay so I'm OBSESSED with this idea of this because uh yeah anything with the LK crew at MoDean's is sure to be fun to write lol. And thank you SO much for your kind words, you're so sweet! I'm glad you like my writing and I'm honored you all trust me to bring your creative vision to life :) much love!! <3 <3

OH! ALSO! This isn't explicitly romantic because I wasn't sure if you were looking for more friendship or romance so it's implied Wayne x reader but it can be read either way tbh. Enjoy!

All Hands on Deck

Implied Wayne x gn!reader

Warnings: cussing, fighting, mention of blood, Gail being... Gail

Done was another long day of chore'n so you decided to hang out at MoDean's with your best friends, relieved to finally relax in good company. You greeted the group, all of whom already had drinks, and so you ordered yourself one, too, taking a seat at the bar next to Wayne.

"Y/n, how're you now?" he asked, his expression softening ever so slightly when you sat near him.

"Good, and you?"

"Not s' bad."

You smiled. "Glad to hear it."

Everyone was listening intently to Squirrely Dan, who was in the middle of a story about some guy and an ostrich--you weren't all too interested in the details-- so you took the time to peek around the bar, seeing who else from Letterkenny had shown up for the night. The regulars were there, naturally, as were some people you knew from high school. You even spied Jonesy and Reilly who had stopped flirting with women to flirt with each other. You shook your head, enjoying the stereotypical evening with the same people who were always around. Turning your head a little more to the left, though, and you almost choked on your drink. There was some guy you had never seen before, sitting at a table and downing beers like nobody's business.

"Who's that?" you asked Gail when she brought over your drink.

"Dunno," she replied, leaning in closer to you, "but he's from out of town. Heard he's from the city. Montreal."

"Really? Their downtown is pretty nice from what I've heard."

"I'd be happy to show him what a real nice downtown looks like," Gail groaned, gyrating her hips in a way that felt so dirty you had the urge to clean the countertop she was gripping seductively.

"Don't you have customers to serve?" you asked, earning a glare from the bartender.

"Don't you have a tab to pay?"

"Fair enough," you grumbled, taking a sip of your drink. You looked at the man one last time before turning back around in your seat. You were surprised someone from the big city would come all that way to be in Letterkenny, but it didn't matter to you. The guy was spending big money in alcohol consumption and singlehandedly keeping MoDean's in business for the next month, which was great for Gail and even better for you. You tuned into the conversation with your friends, wondering what the next topic at hand was.

"...and that's how I got cow spit in my eye," finished Daryl, earning looks of disgust amongst the group.

"How about you, y/n? How was your day?" inquired Katy.

"It was alright, nothing too interesting," you said. "The most exciting thing to happen to me was hearing some guy's here from Montreal."

Right as you said that, you accidentally made eye contact with the man from Quebec. You quickly averted your gaze, not wanting any trouble.

"So yeah, that's been my day. I'll be right back, I gotta go to the bathroom."

After you did your business, hands washed and dried, you starting making your way back over to your seat. All of a sudden, the screech of a chair being pulled out from under a table caught your attention and in no time, you were face to face with the stranger from the city.

"You got a staring problem?" he snarled, very obviously intoxicated with the way he was slurring his words. "You've been lookin' at me all night and I don' like it."

You went to reply angrily but you couldn't get any words out--the only thing in your mouth at that moment was a a drunk dude's fist. You staggered from the momentum of the swing, your face bleeding profusely, and your mind reeling from the audacity of this city dweller. You heard the chorused yells of the Letterkenny residents, all equally unhappy that the out of towner hurt one of their own. You knew your friends would be over any second to take care of the guy, you could see them running from your peripheral vision, but you wanted a piece of him first. Fueled by anger, you threw a power packed punch right back to the man. In an instant he was knocked out, his unsteady body crumpling to the floor.

"Holy shit, y/n, are you okay?" Katy asked, putting a hand on your back in a soothing manner. Daryl held a clean rag to your nose and mouth to stop the bleeding while Dan pulled out a chair and had you sit in it. You even saw some of the regulars take the man's unconscious body and throw it out behind the dumpster. Throughout the aftermath of the ordeal, though, you realized you never saw Wayne.

"Are you sures you're okays, y/n?" Squirrely Dan questioned.

You laughed. "I appreciate everyone's concern, but there's no reason to fuss. It was just one punch, I'll be fine. You guys go sit, enjoy your drinks. I'll be over in a minute."

They relented, taking in your condition one last time with worried looks before taking up their spots at the bar.

And now here came Wayne.

He stalked up to you, taking a swig of Puppers.

"Fuck, bud, you didn't even give him a chance." Another sip of beer. "I almost feel bad for the guy."

"Yeah," you sighed, "me too."

You enjoyed comfortable silence together for about a minute or so before Wayne spoke up again.

"You know, I didn't rush to your side because I knew you were okay. You're tough."

"I know." You met his eyes, the dingy lights of MoDean's doing nothing to dim their shining deep blue color. "Thanks."

Wayne was a man of little words, and you didn't feel like there were more words to be uttered anyway, but his look said it all. You spied the smallest hint of a smile on his lips as his head turned to the rest of your friends at the bar, already back to smiling and having a good time.

"Yeah," you answered, his question not needing to be asked out loud, "let's go have some fun."

[loveandmurders]

A new addition in the family (Sinclair daughter!reader)

It has been a hot minute since I posted for Sinclair daughter!reader, so I really hope you'll enjoy this <3

This is a requested fic about a woman appearing in the Sinclairs’ lives, as their potential wife and mother. You can find the request here.

Warnings: reader is jealous, lost and insecure, a little bit of angst, mention of killing and violence, happy ending.

You had always lived with your fathers (and Jonesy) only.

Because of your past, you had never looked for your biological parents (if they threw you in the pit, you really had no reason to meet them).

In all honesty, Bo was quite happy you didn’t ask to find them, because he was pretty certain he would have murdered them for the way they treated you.

For a long time, you were the only girl living in Ambrose, and you liked it that way, even if, sometimes, you wished you weren’t the only one.

But you wished for friends, not for a mother.

Actually, you saw the way your parents worshipped their own mother - and even kept her in the church to play her funeral over and over again - and it was quite scary. You didn’t want to have that kind of relationship with anyone.

You were half aware that your parents were intense, and that you would probably not react that way, but you weren’t too sure.

You were happy that way anyways. And you had three adults keeping an eye on you pretty much all the time, so it was more than enough for you. As a teen now, you were really not sure you would be able to stand to have another adult monitoring you.

Plus, you liked to have the three men’s attention all on you and on no one else. It made you feel important and loved.

You instantly noticed something was off that day when you saw Bo flirting with a tourist. Of course, you had seen him flirt with so many women before, but it was different. There was a light in his eyes… You could tell he had a soft spot for her.

It instantly worried you.

You were happy to be the only girl in Ambrose because you were certain they wouldn’t replace you with anyone else. But if they invited someone else to your home… Would the brothers still love you like they used to? Wouldn't you be in the way of their romantic and sexual life?

She wasn’t with a group. It was just her.

She was so pretty. So so pretty.

And her laugh was so soft and nice.

She was literally the embodiment of the beautiful housewife you saw sometimes on TV. But unlike these characters on TV, she was smart and funny. You noticed she easily made Bo laugh as he started to check on her car.

When he put his hand on the little of her back to guide her inside the garage, you just couldn’t stand it, and you had to intervene.

You wanted to remind Bo he had a daughter already, which meant he didn’t need anyone else in his life.

You entered the garage, trying to play it cool. “Daddy, can ya give me your phone; need to call Papa and my phone’s dead right now” you said. You didn’t need to call Lester, but it didn’t matter.

Bo turned to you. He wasn’t too surprised to see you there; he was used to you playing around with tourists. But he really didn’t want you here today. He was quick to give you his phone, hoping you would leave right away.

The woman smiled at you. “You’re so beautiful!” she exclaimed “What’s your name?” she asked after she had introduced herself.

You were quite stunned. You often heard tourists complimenting you, but never so sincerely. You answered her and she smiled even more.

“Bo’s a good dad, I hope,” she continued. She seemed to really like you. “I’ve wanted kids but luck hasn’t been on my side so far.” she explained.

“Yeah, he’s a good dad. Bo adopted me with his two brothers” you replied.

It never failed to make Bo smile. He gently stroked your head. “I know I’m lucky” he added and the woman watched the two of you with a lot of tenderness.

“So you have three dads?” she gently chuckled and you rolled your eyes

“Pff, yeah. Always on my back” you complained and Bo huffed

“Ya’re the one on my back right now. Go call Lester back home. I’ve some work to do” he replied as he gently pushed you away.

You didn’t find anything to say as the woman waved you goodbye.

You called Lester for him to buy you some ice cream. And you told him about the woman.

You were so surprised when he happily told you he also met her earlier and that she was very nice and sweet. You were even more surprised when you learned that both Bo and Lester had asked Vincent to leave her alone. She wasn’t going to be killed.

You thought you had something to play with Vincent so you looked for him. You didn’t find him in the basement, but you found him in the House of Wax, showing the sculptures to the woman.

Bo had told her he had quite a lot of work to do and had offered for her to check on the museum. He hadn’t thought his brother would be quick to also make a move on her.

You watched them in pure bewilderment. You had no idea what to do.

It was even worse when you found yourself, at the dinner, with the four adults together. They were all joking around as you stayed utterly silent.

You had mixed feelings about her.

She did seem nice and sweet. And she was making your fathers happy.

But what did it say about you? Weren’t you enough for them?

You didn’t need a mother in your life. And your fathers didn’t need anyone else in their existences either.

You were already a family.

Vincent was the first one to notice how lost and confused you seemed to be, so he tried to include you in the conversation.

Lester was quick to follow the lead.

You were rarely silent at the family dinner. You only shut up when you were upset (like after a fight with Bo).

The woman seemed to realise what was going on, and she started to ask you questions about your life in Ambrose.

You were a little bit reluctant to answer her at first, but Bo sent you a glance meaning he really needed you to cooperate.

You had been abandoned by your biological family once already, and you had always been a little bit scared your fathers would grow tired of you one day, no matter how much you loved each other. You didn’t want to screw this up.

So even if you weren’t the most obedient child in the world, for once, you did what your parents were expecting from you without any argument.

You answered the questions, a little bit uneasy. It wasn’t because of her questions though, just because of the situation.

You just wanted to tell her that your parents were killers, that way they would have to murder her. At the same time, you didn’t want your parents to be mad at you. It felt important to them.

As important as you were.

It was so strange.

It was even more strange when the woman left Ambrose unharmed the next morning, and then came back very often, flirting with all your fathers.

Bo was the most seductive one, and Lester the funniest. Vincent was a little bit shier because of his mask, but it made him quite soft to her.

She clearly enjoyed them all equally.

And she didn’t care one bit about the killings.

One evening, Bo asked you to go out for the night. He wanted you to stay at Lester’s place because they had a “date” with the woman. You understood they planned on having sex with her and they needed you out of the way.

You obeyed, without saying anything, which worried Bo a little but he was too distracted with that woman to really think about it for the moment.

When you came back home, the next day, your parents sat you at the kitchen table.

“So, love, we want ya to treat her like she was your mother. She’s really good, and it’ll be nice to have her around, ya’ll see.” they told you and you stayed silent for a little while

“I need no mother” you finally said

“She really likes ya and she’s a nurturing nature. Ya always complain ya’re the only girl in town. It’ll be fun, ya’ll be able to do girly stuff with her. We’ll even leave the house to the two of ya when ya’ll want to do girl’s nights. Doesn’t it sound good?” they tried to coax you.

Even if it did sound appealing, you were worried.

“Do ya still love me, though?” you asked them, almost crying.

They were quite shocked that you could believe that including someone else in their existences could change the love they had for you.

They all appeased you like they could.

Lester told you that you would be forever his daughter and his joy, that he would still do anything for you, that he wanted all of you to be happy. And he really believed they would be the perfect functioning family with her being a part of it. He really thought they needed a wife and you needed a mother. He asked you to trust him.

Vincent cuddled you and promised you that nothing would ever change. You were still his top priority. He also offered to spend more time with you in the basement so you could do some art together. He admitted he had missed this time with you lately, even if it was his own fault.

Bo waited for his brothers to leave before talking to you, because it was very serious for him. He explained to you, once again, how family was the core of everything. He told you he believed they needed a mother for you and that she was perfect. She would care for everyone, and he needed you to be good to her. But he also promised you that if the situation upsetted you, if she hurt you physically or verbally, he would kill her without a second thought. Because you were his daughter, and there was nothing more important than you.

You guessed you had a mother now.

And even if you needed some time to admit it, it was quite nice.

[ninakuli]

Hi Nina! I hope you’re doin’ well! Whenever you get time, can you write about Rusty Nail (preferably joyride 2) and Bo Sinclair meeting their future s/o who is just like them? Not like a copy and paste but they have similar likes/dislikes/personalities/etc. Maybe Rusty meets a reader is who also a trucker? Maybe Bo meets a reader who is also into cars or likes guns? Preferably reader be afab or gender neutral (whichever works best for you!). You can also put it in whatever format you think would be best or is easiest for you. Headcanons, short fic, etc I don’t mind either way. I know this is a lot but I think you can make it work and if not that’s perfectly fine and okay! Hope you have a great day love! 🥰🖤

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Bo Sinclair x reader

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I finally have request!!! Happy to tears😭 your request make my day more better🥺💜 and thank you hope you have a wonderful day too!

I plan to write a short fic but seem like I write to a real fic lmao, anyway hope you enjoy!!!

Special tag: @sh1n0o @12gaugefalls

Bo Sinclair:

The opportunity you can meet him first time is your car broken, of course you can fix it yourself but you don't have tool and replacement parts, so you give up and try to find a place have single or have people can ask for help.

You heard the truck sounds near, you look toward the sounds source, a truck parked beside you "Do ya need help?" A man show a kind big smile ask "Can you drive me to the nearby gas station or something like that?" "Sure, Bo run a gas station in Ambrose." "Bo? Ambrose?" "Yea, just at nearby, I can drive you over." "Okay, I really thanks a lot!" You hop on the truck and sit at the passenger seat.

"Name Y/N, thanks for the ride." "Lester and no problem." "Is this your truck right?" "Yea." "I like it a lot it's Chevrolet C Series right?" "Yea, it is!" Then whole roads you keep talking about cars with Lester.

You arrived the gas station, when you get in you found a man are dealing with a truck now "Oh! Is this Jeep Cherokee XJ 1998?" The man stop and looked up to you "Sorry, I just very love car, I need to find a guy name Bo, is that you?" "Yea, I'm Bo, wha' can I help ya?" "Oh I need a fan belt, 16 inch." "Well, 16 inch at my house..." "Oh it's okay so we go to take it?" "Wait me finish diz." "sure, you need help?" "Help? Huh I can do it myself." When he dealing with the car you both keep chatting, when you talk about like you two find out you all like cars and guns these kind of stuff, then what Bo think? He might be attract a little, and look you beautiful so he specifically add more points at you, and keep a interesting person at Ambrose not too bad right? Also it's not the first time he keep a girl beside him, he must can control all things like usual.

You at his house front door, he decided keep you at Ambrose a few days to see it's good or not "Oops 16 inch fan belt run ou' you wanna keep her' a few day?" "If you don't mind." "Of cours' I won't mind keep a interestin' beauty beside." So when you stay at here mean you have more chance to more chat and more understand each other, and you feel bad about keep staying here but don't do anything so you help do the house work sometime you will go to the gas station help Bo to fix car and Bo think you very interesting and you have so many points like him so he keep find some excuse to keep you, of course you not silly so you know these all just excuse but you can't say you didn't be attract by Bo right? Plus Lester, Vincent and Jonesy like you too, you're very helpful and kind, so gradually you and him didn't talk about the fan belt thing...

Rusty nail:

Today your plan can finished your work then tomorrow you can go home and have a real rest, you feel very boring so you use the CB like usual, want to find a guy to talk let the road not that boring "Have anybody here?" Then you heard a deep voice "Hey." "This is Y/N how to call you?" "Rusty nail." "Want to chat?" "Sure." Then you try to find a topic talk with him, you both talk many things.

"I really hate some people pranks too over then call it just a 'joke' what a asshole." "Same." "Like one time a guy say if I prepare thing to designated place then he will consider date with me, then he freaking take advantage of my affection even make fun of me, I feel so shame." "It's oka'...one time hav' a guy name Candy Cane... play trick with me..." "Seem like we all be tricked." "Yea." Both of you just keep chatting to the night, you need to rest at the motel "Hey Rusty I gonna rest at the motel so maybe see you tomorrow?" "Sure." "Okay bye." Then you parked into the motel and ask a room to rest.

Next day come you wake up early because you want to go home as fast as you can, when you open the CB you heard a familiar sounds "Y/N?...Y/N?...Is Y/N here?...Who knows where Y/N?" "Morning Rusty nail! I just prepared to go on road." You heard he chuckles "Morning." "Today I plan to go home, I'm not sure next time we can meet again or not." "Well... Then cherish now." "You're right." Another joy ride pass, another bid farewell come.

In Rusty side, he never talk with someone so long on the CB and he still want to chat with you, he find out he want to more understand you and want to spend more time with you, chatting with you make him not that boring and feel very comfortable, so he ask other people about your information, of course include your next ride date.

You check the things all prepare ready, you ride on the road then open the CB "Seem like today it's a good day, everybody good?" "Yea... Good." When you heard the voice you unconsciously smile "Oh Hi Rusty nail, good to meet you again!" "Me too Y/N." Then you start chatting again, you both keep this about few months, you both all more understand each other, then you can't deny the truth that you obsessed with Rusty and Rusty can't deny he have feeling to you too. You decide take out your brave to ask him have a lunch with you then he accept, when you go to the restaurant that you both decided he haven't come, when you start worry about you be trick again he's voice appears "Y/N?" You turn to the sounds source, a huge male in front of you "Rusty nail?" "Yea it's me." "You come! I thought I be trick again... Shall we go in?" "Sure, pretty lady first." He open the door then let you walk in first, when you walk in you thank him, then you have a lovely lunch times, you both more hang out to have meal then more closer, finally you confess your affection to him then you both together, such a perfect couple, both are trucker can work together and use CB chatting, and so many points so similar... But you never will know he's killing secret, and you didn't know he already have a 'joy ride' with the guy who tricked and make fun to you...

[kisskiss-slashslash]

Hi, this is my first time making a request, and it’s kinda sad so if you don’t want to do it, that’s fine. I lost my family dog last night, and was wondering if I could request some fluffy comfort about how the slashers would comfort a SO who lost a beloved pet. Thanks in advance!

Oh no, I’m so sorry for your loss, friend.

Slashers comforting their S/O who recently lost their pet

Warnings: Pet death (obviously), and slashers being unintentionally insensitive but still meaning well

Jason Voorhees

He knows how much your pet meant to you, and that they were family to you. So he helps you bury your pet with all the honors he is capable of providing, and builds a lovely wooden cross to mark the grave. It’s okay if you need some space to process everything. And if you need to be comforted, or want a distraction, or just someone to vent your feelings to, he is happy to provide all of it. He will be extra attentive to your feelings and needs for a good while.

Vincent Sinclair

He offers to paint your late pet for you, or make a wax figure of them (obviously a normal one). Anything you might want to have to remember them by.

Depending on what your wishes are, he may keep Jonesy away from you for the time being or encourage her to spend extra time with you, so you don’t feel so alone even when he has to work.

If Bo makes any kind of comment about your emotional state during this time (and Bo being Bo, he absolutely will), Vincent will 100% throw hands on your behalf.

Freddy Krueger

Freddy isn’t exactly the most emotinally intelligent guy, and he doesn’t get why you are so torn up about your pet dying, but hell, if you liked that animal so much, then he’ll recreate them in your dreams, so you can still spend at least half of your time with them.

Bubba Sawyer

Oh no! While his brothers are less than empathetic, Bubba completely understands what you’re going through. Just imagining something happening to his chickens makes him feel like his heart is breaking. So he will do his best to make it easier for you, but unfortunately he uses rather Sawyer-esque methods, aka mummifying/taxidermying your pet and then just pretending that they are still alive. He is very confused why that doesn’t seem to make you feel better.

Be patient with him; the Sawyer family's usual response to the death of a loved one is hardcore denial, so he doesn’t really know how to deal with grief. You will just have to tell him what exactly you want and need him to do.

[mayisgoingnuts]

“ My deepest guilt. ”

Summary: Daisy decides to once again write her thoughts on her diary... but now, it had to be special.

Warnings: Implied abortion attempt.

A/N: This is a.. fanfic? Poem? Text??? With my Spooky Month OC's, Daisy and Theodor! Since I'm too tired to draw, I decided to write,, EVEN THOUGH IT TURNED OUT WORSE THAN I WANTED AAAAA

Taglist: @merwynsartblog @clownazon @dismissivedestroyer @jonesy-squish

My son, Theodor, has worked so hard for me, for this house, and for himself.

Every single good thing that ever happened to me, it was because of him. He is the light of my life, and I'm still unsure how such a weak body like mine ever managed to bring someone so strong to this world. It's just so ironical, you know?

My little boy wasn't even supposed to be here.

He was supposed to stay in heaven, in a place where no pain, suffering and sadness is present. The paradise. His real home.

But I was stubborn.

Why.

Was it really worth it?

Sometimes... sometimes I don't think so. But not for the reason you're thinking, I promise you.

As soon as I saw Theodor's face, I knew that now I truly loved someone and would never have any regrets towards my feelings. Holding him for the first time... I don't even know how to describe such feeling. It was just... amazing. It actually happened. My son gave me moments where I could actually smile.

But then, what about him?

I have doomed him.

I destroyed him.

Giving birth to him, it just allowed him to suffer with a woman like myself.

If I decided... if I listened to that man, Theodor would continue to be an angel. He would be free. He would be happy.

And I took that chance from him.

I don't deserve to be treated so kindly, after I ruined his future. He has no education, he's working, he's cooking, cleaning... that's not a task for kids to be focusing on. This is the obligation of the parents, the adults of the house.

I am the adult of the house.

My son is only fourteen.

[free-for-all-fics]

Joy Ride and House of Wax crossover prompt! This started as a silly little idea shared with my bestie @tinalbion but it just hit me hard and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Pls tag me if you’re inspired by any of these ideas and I’d love to read it! 🛻💙

You were forced to take a detour and accidentally ended up in Ambrose while on a road trip with your friends after you got lost. What the hell is this town? It wasn’t even on the map. Bo sabotaged your car and broke your fan belt while you were all asleep and camping out in the woods. He also destroyed your CB radio so you couldn’t call anyone for help since there’s no cell reception out here. Bo was so confused as to why you even had that anyway, since you don’t drive a truck. The friends you’re with are so naive and gullible. They soak up every word Bo says as he tells stories of Trudy and Victor, their boys, and what this town once was. Your idiot friends take it all at face value, honest to God believing he’ll help them. You’re the only person who doesn’t buy his friendly mechanic shtick for a second. You try to catch him in a lie or call out his bluff. He does look handsome in his mechanic outfit and he does know a thing or two about cars, but he’s so full of shit.

He and his brother, Vincent, chase after your friends and kill them one by one. Vincent then takes them to his workshop to be made into wax. But Bo has a very hard time with overpowering and subduing you. You’re feisty and strong with a high endurance. You know how to fight back and use your surroundings to your advantage. You get the drop on him and Bo is lowkey impressed. Damn, baby! Are you a professional survivalist or something? You fuck him up good and barely flinch when he lands some kicks or punches. You must have a very high pain tolerance - that could be kinda kinky 😏. Bo thinks you’re hot, even if you make him bleed. But what really shocks him is when you kill your own friend before he can. Wait, what?

You tell Bo they weren’t really your friends. Just a bunch of randos you met that day or the day before. You offered them a ride and played nice so that their guard would be down. You boast that your daddy taught you everything you know about huntin’ and killin’. You also warn Bo that he fucked up big time when he wrecked your CB radio. Your daddy gave you that CB and made a strict rule to always call him at least twice a day, once in the morning/afternoon and once at night. He’s gonna assume the worst if you miss a call: That something bad must’ve happened to you, his only child and baby girl. He’s gonna come looking for you and will do unspeakable things to anyone who may have hurt you. If Bo thinks his truck is big, he ain’t seen nothin’ yet.

Despite the unusual circumstances, you really like Bo. His brothers, Vincent and Lester, are also really nice and have their own interests and hobbies which they’re eager to share with you. You spend time with each of them. Vince has made a cozy spot for you to sit and relax in his workshop so you can watch him while he’s making new mannequins or sculpting new objects for the museum. You and Les find animals to hunt and skin, or pick up animal remains to throw in the pit after you collect cool bones and teeth, etc. And Jonesy is an absolute sweetheart! She is best girl and can do no wrong in your eyes. You love this dog to pieces and spoil her.

You admire what Bo and his brothers have done here, how they’ve made their kills into art for their wax museum. You’re not even mad he tried to kill you. Instead you praise him for the valiant effort and feel flattered he finds you pretty enough to be made into wax and put on display. Damn, Bo thought that you were smoking hot when you were fighting him and kicking his ass, but now that he knows you have a murderous side, he finds you irresistibly sexy.

You start dating and when your dad finally shows up in Ambrose to find you, Bo nearly pisses himself at the size of your dad’s truck. Holy fucking shit that’s the biggest, scariest looking rig he’s ever seen in his life. You leave Bo’s side and run to your daddy’s arms to give him a big bear hug. Meanwhile, poor Bo is frozen in sheer terror. He’s never been afraid of another man before, not even his own father. Hell, he killed Victor himself. But your father is Rusty Nail, and he’s a mountain of a man. A behemoth. He makes Bo feel small when he blows a puff of smoke from his cigarette and looks him up and down before offering a firm handshake. Bo can’t tell if his hand is sweaty from the southern heat or his nerves, but he knows Rusty could’ve broken his hand just from that handshake if he wanted to. Rusty stays in Ambrose with you and the Sinclairs so he can get to know them all, especially the boy that stole his darling daughter’s heart.

When he and Bo have one-on-one time, Rusty shows his true colors. He shows Bo the goods that he’s hauling in his trailer: Weapons, torture devices, death contraptions, trophies from his past murders, etc. (There might even be photos of you and Rusty from when you were growing up decorating the interior of the trailer. Y’know, just cute family photos of daddy and daughter celebrating her first kill, etc. Normal stuff.) When more people come into Ambrose, Rusty introduces Bo to his dice game. He ties up two victims and explains the rules, then makes Bo watch as he forces them to roll. Or maybe Rusty intimidates Bo into participating and dealing out the torture himself. But Rusty is firm in that the snake eyes kill is all his. Bo may not have much of an issue with doing as Rusty says; he’s no stranger to blood, gore, or violence.

But Jesus Fucking Christ when one of the poor sons of bitches rolls snake eyes. Watching Rusty murder is unlike any death Bo’s ever seen. Your father is the most sadistic and petty man he’s ever met, but he’ll still laugh nervously at Rusty’s dad jokes and puns while he’s torturing victims or after he completes a kill. The damage you laid on Bo when you first met is nothing compared to what your dad could do to him. Rusty could absolutely fuck him up six ways from Sunday. Bo isn’t suicidal, so he would rather not get on his bad side.

Rusty actually really likes Bo and thinks he’s perfect for you. He’s shared cigarettes and beers with him, played card games with him, etc. He’s had lots of time to sit down with Bo and bond with him. He’s gotten to know what kind of man he is through long talks on the porch, etc. He already knows the eldest Sinclair will treat you right and make you happy, so he approves of your boyfriend. When the time comes, he’ll give Bo his blessing to marry you - He just might play some “practical jokes” on him first whenever he finally works up the courage to formally ask for your hand. Rusty thinks it’s hilarious to see Bo so scared of him and nearly shit himself. Bo asked him what his real first name was once and his reaction when he thought he crossed a line was comedy gold. Even if you ask your dad to go easy on Bo, he can’t help but fuck around with him a little bit and keep him on his toes! It’s just his love language!

Bo @ Rusty Nail like:

[yonderghostshistories]

My Thoughts on "Holy Flying Circus" (2011) + my fave moments from the film!

Just gotta say.....HFC was pretty great! It was funny and moving and crazy and I ABSOLUTELY ADORE IT!! 10000/10 imo, would recommend!

Any uhh here's my fave things/moments/quotes from HFC that I loved when watching it! :

(btw uhh spoilers for anyone who hasn't seen the film yet, to which you should... ya'know watch it....cuz it's kinda cool actually)

-Charles Edwards as Michael Palin

-The animation sequences are pretty cool, huge props and shout-out to the team for recreating the Gilliam-esque animated sequences!

-Tom Fisher as Graham Chapman was pretty much the MVP of this film, I love his surreal yet pretty funny wiseness that he gives the other Pythons and every scene he was in, even for a few minutes of screen time, was pretty much GOATED ASF!! Would've loved to have seen more scenes of Fisher's Graham Chapman, but for every moment he was in, he absolutely chewed, nay, MUNCHED on that scenery with absolutely deLIGHT!!

-Phil Nichol as Terry Gilliam was pretty hilarious actually ngl! Nichol's portrayal really nailed down Gilliam's crazy and chaotic little goblin-like vibes, and I absolutely love Nichol's voice he did for Gilliam, it's very adorable imo 🥰

-I like the scene in the movie where the Pythons are at the pub, and John, Michael, Terry, Jonesy & Eric are drinking alcohol/beer 🍻, whereas Gray's the only one drinking orange juice 🍊. Idk, it's a nice little detail I noticed and I appreciate it being included in the film as it refers to Gray's alcohol intervention and that's he's really over the alcohol for the better and for the good of his health. It's a nice and lovely moment ❤️

-Charles Edwards as Michael Palin

-"Anyone here who refuses to have the film receive the X certificate, say "Eric is a money-grabbing bastard!" " , "Eric is a money-grabbing bastard!"

-"Christians and homosexuals can't be in the same room together. We're their natural predators"

-Darren Boyd as John Cleese hitting that islamaphobe with a tree branch. Not only a Fawlty Towers reference, but also kinda based actually 😎👍 plus I agree with @commonguttersnipe regarding this moment in that it's really great that the film makes the important point in differentiating between free speech and hate speech.

-Charles Edwards as Michael Palin

-Charles Edwards as Michael Palin finally snapping and just straight up bitch-slapping Malcolm Muggeridge in the face with a water jug during the "Friday Night, Saturday Morning" debate, and John cheering him on. Even if it turned out it was just Michael's fantasy dream sequence, it was pretty cool and based actually 😎👍

-"I do..love you....Mike" 🥺

-Rufus Jones as Terry Jones as Michael's Wife/Jones the Wife is really pretty 😍, and I love her and Michael's relationship in the film, it's so wholesome 🥰🥰

-The "John Vs Michael" puppet Star Wars parody fight sequence. It was really funny and kinda cool!!

-Charles Edwards as Michael Palin's mum

-Charles Edwards as Michael Palin having an argument with Geoffrey McGivern's "Would you like to sign my petition?" Character, it was really funny imo! 🤣

-"Can I talk to you about Life of Brian?" "Well, what makes you want to talk about "Life of Brian"?" "Great and uhh-uhh What??" pretty hilarious moment there 😂

And finally:

-Charles Edwards as Michael Palin

[the-cannibal]

Hii!! Can you make a hcs for Sinclair Brothers with an artist reader who can draw??

Hello there! And I sure can!

Sinclair brothers (separate) with an artist s/o!

Gender neural reader - they/them and you is used

Bo

He’s used to having artists in the family. His mother was one, and his twin followed in her footsteps. But they mostly worked with wax. Not that they didn’t know other mediums, it’s just not what they usually worked with.

He is definitely the kind of guy to hover over your shoulder to watch you, and when you ask if he wants to sit he’ll decline and tell you he’s just passing through. But then proceed to just stand behind you and watch you create in amazement.

He probably asks if you can draw something for him. It’s usually some car or maybe an animal like a deer.

Totally brags about you all the time. “Yeah yeah that’s great Vinny, but look what Y/n made! Ain’t they just the greatest? I mean, look at the details they put in!”

He has totally given you at least one of those art kit things that every family member gets you for the rest of your life as soon as they hear you like art

He isn’t one to draw with you, but he will watch you and ask you about your art! Also is lowkey kinda relieved you don’t work with wax. He doesn’t know if he would be able to handle another Vincent-

Vincent

Of course this sweet man is bouncing off the walls in excitement after learning your interest in art!

As much as he loves working with wax and sculpting, it’s nice to have a change once in a while! So he’d totally sit and draw with you and show you his own work!

Omg if you show him your art he will feel so honored. You think HE is worthy of seeing your beautiful creations? Can he kiss you? Please let him kiss you.

Probably has critiqued your art (and might have been a bit harsh) but he doesn’t mean it! If it upsets you let him know and he will tone it down. He won’t completely stop (don’t think he could with Trudy being his mother and art teacher-) but it will be a lot nicer, going from “You’re shading that wrong” to “That’s very nice looking, but perhaps you might find (insert technique here) to be a bit easier?”

If you need any art supplies feel free to borrow his! Unlike Bo giving you the… “art kit”, he actually has good, working, quality supplies :)

Art dates are a must! Imagine going out for a picnic and bringing your sketch books and drawing together.

You both probably have pages upon pages of drawing of one another

Lester

BIGGEST HYPE MAN WITH ANY OF YOUR HOBBIES

He isn’t very artistic himself, but when he sees you drawing at the table you bet your ass he is grabbing a piece of paper and drawing with you. Is it a dog? A tree? No, that’s supposed to be… you? A kindergartener could have probably done a better job but you love it anyways

Makes requests all. The. Time.

“Honey can you draw Jonesy?” “How about my truck?” “Ooh! What about some bones?” “CAN YOU DRAW ME?!?!!?”

I could see him making you sketchbooks and pencils and leaving them around for you to find :)

Watches you with big ol eyes like 👁️ 👁️ HE CANT HELP IT! ITS JUST SO NEAT TO WATCH!

Also praises you like crazy to others. “Now would you look at this, Bo?” “For the hundredth time Lester I’ve seen-“ “no no NO! Look HARDER! Look at this amazing art piece that they made! Ain’t it just the greatest! Could probably put ma out of business with this work!”

Has totally tried sneaking your art into the wax museum… he was caught very quickly but that doesn’t stop him!

Would also hang your art on the fridge like the proud partner he is

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THISSS IS GONNA BE A LIL WEIRDDDD- BUTTTT its not like gross or anything its just sweet stuff im sorry if what i write seems weird

MARCO HAS BODY ISSUES. I RLLY HEAVILY THINK THAT SINCE JAZ SORTA....FORCED HIM TO GET FAT...so ofc marco is sorta..feeling very off about his body and dislikes it alot- he has more fat than muscle and he sorta gave up losing weight but he doessss...feel like hes ugly and not good enough EVEN THOUGH HE SHOULDNT BC HES BEAUTIFUL-

So i sortaaaa like to think his boyfriends sorta..like..always say sweet things about his body and always saying things like "But i love my personal warm pillow :(" and silly things like that *Looking at kevin and radford MOTHER FUCKING TWIGS/SILLY*

Rick when marco gets comfortable with him with touch i really think he wouldddd sorta kiss his stomach and hug him and it just makes marco melt alot- rick i dont see him as a talker so marco sorta...learns what hes trying to say by his actions so the first time hes confused but after a few more times he slowly gets it and just...MELTS- ITS SWEET TO HIM fhdhdj

RLLY LIKE TO THINK RADFORD WOULD TALK ABOUT ALOT OF ADVANTAGES ABOUT HIS BODY AND TELL HIM LIKE- "your a healthy amount of fat- you do know there is a healthy amount of fat right?" bc i hc radford as the thinnest in the group, and i sorta hc him having to research on body stuff a long tim ago bc he wasnt getting so much weight- AND I LIKE TO THINK HE LOVESSSSS LAYING HIS HEAD ON MARCO CHEST/STOMACH AND JUST RAMBLING TO HIM LIKE A SILLY GOOF HE IS/POS

STREBER- i can imagine him actually sorta asking questions like "why do you think your ugly?" and stuff like that and slowlyyyy realizing oh shit her ex was a ass- and just.. basically having a real talk about how she fine how he looks and if shes fat and ugly then he is ugly- as a light hearted silly thing and marco just..sorta giggles and tells him "your not ugly" and streber probably would go "well your not ugly either!-" and it sorta makes marco feels better- i likeeeeeeeee to think streber likes laying on top of marco- it just feels nice tbh-

KEVINNNN- like i said i hc him as not a good comforter or at least not used to it so hes sorta awkward about it- BUTTTTT!! HES ONE OF THE ONLY ONE WHO HAD BODY ISSUES HIMSELF- (i think streber didnt really have any and rick doesnt talk much so he cant really comfort like that and radford doesnt deal with that too often so he cany say anything about it) BUT KEVIN- THE TRANS ICON- he would sorta know hoe to comfort him about it- hes very gentle about it too and basically listing alot of nice things about marco and basically telling him hes fine and perfect and wouldn't trade him for anything in the world fhfhd ALSOOO..i sortaaaaa...think he likes it when marco lays on him like a weighted blanket- its nice! and he likes just kissing his chest and arms- which the arms sorta get marco giggling bcccc- uh....*Looking away in a silly way/silly)

but yeah they all be good sweet boyfriends

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Welcome Home x K-12 au

I know, I know, there's so many Welcome Home AUs anyway, but why not one more? Why not one more au? Why not one more alternate universe Wally Darling to call your darling? No, but fr I think Welcome Home and K-12 together would work so well. They're both childlike with adult themes that look more innocent than they let on. I haven't done many designs, but I thought about who I want to be who. So let's get into it.

First off, Wally Darling would be Crybaby. The main character of the story. He would be mostly stoic like how he is from the arg, but gets very emotional when he feels sad, giving him the nickname Crybaby among his peers. In the movie, the uniforms include short pink dresses for girls and white shirts with blue pants for the boys, both with a heart in the center with the k-12 logo in the middle. Crybaby dyes her dress lilac. I imagine Wally dyeing his uniform a light, pastel red. I'm not sure whether I want him wearing a dress or pants though.

Barnaby would be Angelita. Crybaby's best friend, the one who Crybaby/Wally can be the most vulnerable with. Barnaby would still be a joke-cracking comic, but he would also have Angelita's tough exterior, where he would convince Wally to stand up for himself more, just like what Angelita does.

Frank would be Celeste. I honestly could not have found a better placement for Frank. Both are deadpan, smart, and snarky, and aren't afraid to tell off a bully. Both are also easy to piss off.

Julie would be Magnolia. Both have a happy demeanor and love having fun and playing games. In the movie, Magnolia is the girl that sits alone before Crybaby makes friends with her via a really complicated secret hand shake, something I feel like her and Wally would do. Crybaby and Magnolia are also really short and the same size, like Wally and Julie, which I think is really cute. idk I just felt like bringing that up.

Poppy would be Fleur. Another really fitting one. Both Poppy and the actress of Fleur are trans women. Fleur is gentle and kind, but is manipulated by the popular clique for a while, believing that she's not good enough, and develops an ed. The movie includes a heart-to-heart where Fleur confides with Crybaby. I imagine having Poppy and Wally do that scene would be really fitting for both of their characters.

Sally would be Kelly. Kelly is the big mean girl that bully's Crybaby, and attacks her for flirting with her boyfriend, and later tries to include her in the clique after seeing her take down the abusive principal. Sally has mean girl energy. Although she would never do the things Kelly does, they're both overdramatic and think they're so great. In the movie, the girls apart of Kelly's clique all look the same, so I like to imagine all of Sally's girls would look like different stars.

Howdy would be the principal's son. Half-way through the movie, the principal is replaced by his son, who is even more unfair and bossy, caring only about money. Again, that's not really Howdy, but Clown did mention that Howdy is pretty bossy at some point. It's not shown much in the arg, but I still believe he would be perfect for the principal's son.

I'm not sure where Eddie would fit. I imagine him being Thomas, the guy who tells Crybaby the principal's forcing meds on certain students in the beginning. But Thomas doesn't get much screen time, and I would love to include Eddie more. I might interchange him and make him multiple one off characters, like Henry, the student who refused to stand for the Pledge of Allegiance. I know that in the movie, Crybaby gets an anonymous love letter. In the au, I want Eddie to deliver a love letter to someone (I'm sure you know who) but it goes to Wally instead by accident.

I'm also not sure where Bea, Franny, and Jonesy Joyful (Julie's siblings) would fit. Maybe Franny could be Kelly, but I don't think Franny would be fitting. She seems like she'd be more deadpan than overdramatic like Sally. I've thought about making Jonesy the guy who asks Crybaby/Wally out as a joke... I think that could work but we'll see... As for Bea, I'm stumped

Lilith would be Ronald Dorelaine, the in-universe creator. Lilith in the movie is Crybaby's spirit guide. Crybaby also often begs for Lilith to take her away from the hell she's in... I swear these roles are too perfect. I do wonder if Wally Darling in the arg is aware of Ronald's existance...

Finally, as for Ben, Crybaby's love interest... y/n takes that role in the au. Don't come at me please, but this just feels right. Pretty much everyone does this in the WH aus. Besides... I'm not normal about Wally, so why not. (God I'm so glad Clown hasn't looked at the aus).

I'll create designs for the characters later. I'm hoping I can really flesh this au out as I go.

I also need a name for this au... maybe H-12??? W-12? H makes more sense though.