#mayor buckman imagines

[slashingdisneypasta]

Imagine;

Warning, this does involve some eye-gore mentions.

Imagine tending to Mayor Buckman's eye. Sitting on on his knee and carefully peeling the bandages off, revealing what's left of his grizzly looking face. Your cheeks would be hot and your heart would be hammering in your chest, but honestly you're just comfortable there. He keeps his hands to himself as well, acting like gentleman, except for when you lean back to reach for a new dressing off the table that's slightly too-far-away- then you find he casually puts a hand on your thigh while the other curls around your waist; making sure you don't fall.

He keeps his good eye on you while you lean into his face to care for and clean the area with a warm rag, wiping away smudges of blood and ick, one hand on his shoulder to keep yourself steady."Stay still, okay?"

"Not a problem, sweetheart."

When finally, after the longest few moments of your life sitting so close to the mayor like this (your position may not bother you but his breath on your face sure does the trick flustering you), you give a tired sigh and ease away; moving to get the new dressings ready. With gentle fingers and a focused expression on your face, you apply them directly over the gaping hole in his face, tying a sharp knot with the bandages behind his head so they stay there and adjusting them over the area until he looks neat and tidy. "There. Handsome again." You say, swiping your finger one final time along the gauze.

"Mm... I'm afraid that ship has sailed, darlin'."

You chuckle and look away, getting rid of the old bandages and brushing your hands off on a new rag. "Oh, no weapon is that powerful, sir."

... When you realise what you said it's far too late, his hand thats still on your thigh tightens and you're afraid it's because you made him uncomfortable-

You're just staring wide eyed and frozen like a useless ridiculous bump on a log, when-

You feel his lips on your cheek in a comforting kiss making your eyes blow open wide and his other hand on your arm, squeezing gentle. "Thank you, darlin'." He mutters directly in your ear, too, making your mouth fall open.

[tinalbion]

If you wouldn’t mind, could you do a collection of Robert Englund character’s (Erik, Freddy, Buckman, Inkubus etc) with a significant other who had long hair. Like them playing with it or using it in the bedroom. If you could that would be so awesome!!! Love all that you do!

Oh honey, thank you for dropping in to say such kindness! I am always so happy to hear this from people, I am more than honored that you enjoy my work <3

And oh goodness, you know my weak spot, all of the Englund characters, which hilariously make up most of my roster. I hope this is to your liking, and thank you so much for being OH so patient. You're the best~

Englund Characters x S/O with long hair

Length: 1.9k

Erik Destler

Erik is more of a physical person, always has been despite the harshness he was met with when he had made the deal with the devil, that’s just how he was. He’s been alone for most of his years, afraid and closed off because of how he now looked. The things he had to do in order to resemble some form of normalcy were extreme, he figured he would never really feel the intimate touch of someone again. That was until you came along.

Christine had broken his heart and left him there, alone, even more broken than he already was, but you came along and mended that for him, slowly but surely. He was obsessed with Christine back when he had seen her, but you? You didn’t resemble her at all, so naturally, he was confused as to why something about you called out to him. Your presence was conflicting to him but he soon realized just how much you affected him because of how responsive you were to him.

When he lavished you with attention, you didn’t cower away nor did you retract your hand from his, you greeted him with as much attention as he gave you, and he was almost stunned by your boldness. You amazed him every day you two were together and you couldn't help but ask him to play something for you, he found this request to be completely embarrassing yet it made his heart soar all the same. What he loved to do was play with your hair when you allowed him, there was something about it but it was incredibly soft, so well taken care of. He would lose himself in the scent of your shampoo and the way it made your hair smell so heavenly, he could list all of the things he adored about you.

Erik was one to be soft and gentle most times whenever he'd be intimate with you, afraid of what he was capable of if he allowed himself to lose control. He had to be careful around you, especially when he was riding the adrenaline high from killing late in the night. After he would come back and clean up, after taking his time to apply his newly acquired face, he would always make his way back to you. He would slip under the covers as you slept soundly, his fingers always running through your hair.

At one point he had caught you bathing and you were humming to yourself, completely at ease as you poured water down your body, your hair soaking it up. Erik walked up behind you and knelt down behind you, startling you at first, but you smiled and leaned back, allowing him to help you. He had never been in such an intimate situation but he sure enjoyed this moment and made sure to take his time, his hands ever so gentle as he took care of you. Since the first time, you asked him to help you whenever you had taken a bath, you were a sucker for his hands.

Freddy

Now Freddy is an interesting guy when it comes to your hair. He's the one who likes to toy with you, mess with you, get to you as much as he can. But truth be told, he wasn't really one for giving up his interests or talking about personal things with anyone, no matter who you were. So you had to get him back somehow for all the pranks, the jokes, the embarrassing moments. You knew he died in the 60s and was familiar with that time, so you used that for your advantage.

One day you tried your hand at that particular fashion style, just so happened to 'accidentally fall asleep' in your newly acquired outfit. He had definitely noticed and his eyes lingered a moment, but nothing really grabbed his attention. So you went the complete opposite direction after reading some random article you found, finding that men of certain ages found this particular look to be quite attractive. What could go wrong? So you had gotten the pieces and tried it out a week after the first attempt.

When Freddy saw you this time, oh man, he was not prepared for you to be standing there in THAT. Your long hair was pulled up in neatly styled pigtails and you were wearing a simple nightgown with bobby socks. The dream demon was almost frozen to the spot once he saw you, and he attempted (and failed) to play off as if your outfit didn’t get to him. You swore you could have heard a low growl come from him, but you grew cocky when he was almost rendered speechless for a moment.

You would hold this above his head for as long as you could, but he would deal with that later, instead, you tilted your head back and forth, your pigtails swishing around as you couldn’t help but smile, teasing him as you would turn away from him, bending over and lifting your feet, showing off the bobby socks. Fuck, he would kick you out of the boiler room for doing this to him if he didn’t love it so much. Freddy had never been tongue tied because of you, but he supposed that you were full of surprises.

You just better hope that you can handle this dream demon in the bedroom because he will not go easy on you. His hands will always be on your pigtails, yanking at them in some manner, pulling whatever sounds he could from you, getting you worked up. He craved it and couldn't get enough of it, especially with that cute little outfit of yours. Maybe he’d ask you to do this again sometime.

Mayor Buckman

Well now, Mayor Buckman would already think you're one of the cutest darn things he ever did see, but he has never seen someone with hair quite like yours! It wasn't something you'd see everyday and he was very curious about it when you first pulled up to Pleasant Valley. He's seen many people come and go in his time being alive and undead, but here you were, breaking down that wall and seemed so accepting of their little town and how they ran things here. The mayor had insisted that you call him Bucky, a term of endearment that only Granny Boone had called him, but he extended it to you as well.

For the first few days, you figured things were fine and the mayor was just being friendly, but the longer you stayed, the more friendly he got, until you were both absent from dinner, though no one suspected much of anything at first. You and Buckman had snuck off every night that week, unable to keep your hands to one another while you hid out in the field, the moon high in the sky as its light kissed your exposed skin. You lay there, wondering just how you got into this situation, but honestly you didn’t regret it one bit. Not even when people began to find out about you two. It wasn’t unheard of, you read weird articles about people who dated ghosts.

You had usually caught Buckman staring at you every once in a while, you found it really cute how he would get embarrassed and look away, as if he would be in trouble since he was caught. You’d twirl your hair around your fingers absentmindedly whenever you were distracted, Buckman would be watching. You took notice and finally had the chance to ask him just what it was he was thinking when you caught him staring at you. He confessed it was your hair, it was just so incredibly long and soft! He had never seen such an amount of hair, he even admitted to wanting to just press his face into it when he would hug you from behind. It made you look otherworldly sometimes, like an untouchable deity.

He would call you his fae, magical and so mysterious, and of course, you had the celestial look about you when you would sit there with him in the night, your hair cascading down your form. He would find himself despondently wanting to be around you, like you had some pull on him that he couldn’t explain. He would always love it when he’d find you braiding your hair and he could watch you do it for hours, but what made his heart even lighter was when you’d add cute additions to it like some wildflowers you would find on your outings.

When it came to using it in the bedroom, he loved to watch you strip bare for him, seeing your hair cover you up just enough to leave him wanting more. Buckman loved to use it to his advantage, wrapping it around his hand to make you move your head for easier access to your neck. He loved using it to make sure you felt his firm grip and the obvious hold he had over you, but you craved it more than he could ever realize, so when you would whisper ever so sweetly to him to ‘pull harder’, well, he indulged.

Inkubus

Inkubus was a simple creature mostly, but sometimes there was that special being he would find every couple of centuries that would catch his eye, much like you. What he saw as you walked across the street right toward him was the incredibly long flow of hair that followed behind you. Many thoughts cycled through his head, but mostly he wondered just what it would look like wrapped around his hand as you lay beneath him. Would you fall for his influence, his charm? He sure hoped so, he would need to find out sooner or later, but for now, the demon figured he’d follow you a bit more.

When you did eventually run into him, his hand was already caressing your hair and the side of your face, his interest in you was strange, but the warm and tingling feeling you got when he spoke had quashed your doubts. You easily fell for his words, his hollow promises of passion and desire, and you followed him. You fell to your knees in hopes to appease his appetite, and boy did you do so well for him. He’d call you his adoring pet, his gloved hand now ungloved to gather your hair up, yanking on it firmly yet without being accompanied by pain.

Whenever he’d touch your hair like this, it sent shivers up your spine and you wanted more, you always wanted more, and he made sure of that. His influence on you grew and grew, his interest in you hadn’t tired like you worried it would. Inkubus was one to promise you so much with so few words, and it was almost like sorcery that you succumbed to him so easily, but you didn’t mind it, really. He treated you like royalty and would even end up playing with your hair when it fancied him. For an incubus demon, he really knew how to braid fairly well, his fingers weaving the strands easily and quickly.

When he wasn’t around you, you craved his touch, ached for it, you would even settle for him just gliding his fingertips gently across your back. Anything from him would reignite that indescribable feeling deep in your core. You’re sure you never felt like this before. Inkubus would always entertain your needs when you came to him, your wish always his command as his hands would quickly be on you, everywhere he could reach.

[horrorslasherswritingblog]

I know she’s not a slasher but I really want to add the love of my life Wednesday Addams to the list bc why not

What do y’all think? Should I add her to the list despite not exactly being a slasher

[whiskehorange]

I've seen you wrote something for Buckman would you mind to write some smut for him and the Reader?

I just got a spark of motivation to practice on my smut writing, so here is what I’ve got for ya. Sorry this took so long, and the fact that this might be complete and utter shit :)

Mayor Buckman NSFW

“Buck I don’t know about this-” 

You hesitantly looked over to the bombardment of new coming guests that rolled through your little Pleasant Valley. It was going to be time for dinner very soon, you could see everyone setting up for the big feast. Would there be any time to leave just for a quickie then be back in time for supper? Buckman wouldn’t dare miss that... Besides it would only be a few minutes-

His hand on your bare skin sent shivers down your spine that you couldn’t ignore. He knew just how to fluster you into seeing his way, and what he wanted was clear.

Buckman’s hand slid up and under the back of your newly made sundress. It was such a beautiful color on you, and fit you oh so well. Of course, Buckman would never let you hear the end of it. He promised you that you wouldn’t mess this one up too badly.

“Darlin’, you wouldn’t want to wait until after dinner, would you?”

He had a point. 

You knew he was smirking without even looking at him. Buckman had his way with words and could coax you to do almost anything he said, and this was just like every other time. You sighed and let out a small noise of approval as he planted a small kiss on your forehead before turning you around and into the house. The bedroom of course; there were far to many people here this time to try anything risky outside.

Buckman shut the door and made no point to mess around. Time was short and he desperately needed you. You could tell by the way he messily tried to undress himself before the door was even completely shut. 

You smiled slightly. The feeling of him needing you, loving to have you displayed out in front of him made you feel warm. The feeling making you slip right out of your panties and placing yourself right on the edge of the bed.

Buckman turned towards you, a grin displaced across his face. The look in his eyes ranged from such a gentle, loving nature, to the look of pure mischievous. He wanted to rip that dress off of you badly, but there was a place to be right after. That dress can be ravaged another time.

It didn’t take him long to have you on your back with your hips at the edge of the bed. He slipped in, knowing that foreplay was not an option at the time.

A small huff of pleasure escaped his lips as his looked at your figure below him, gripping the bedsheets out of bliss. He stood there for a moment, fixated on your body

“Bucky, please,” you’re voice quivered. 

The heat radiating off of your bodies was like the sun. Buckman gently smiled and hiked up your dress a bit above the waist so both of his hands could grip your bare skin.

Shivers ran up your spine once again. You couldn’t handle it anymore as your rutted against him.

“Ah, Darlin’ I’ll do the work from here, just you sit back,”

Time was running out.

His hands pulled you down until his hips touched your thighs with a quick thrust, making you moan out for more, clearly his signal to keep going. His thrusts picking up quicker and quicker.

You couldn’t help but sob out in pleasure. The immediate feeling of him inside you with no time to think sent you into a crazed state. With every thrust came the smack of skin on skin, grunts from Buckman, and pleads for more from you.

“B-Bucky... please, god..” you cried out, closing your eyes and clenching your jaw. It was so much, but you needed more, and Buckman new how to give it to you.

Setting you up, you where now closer to his face, practically being carried by him. Buckman rammed himself into at a much faster pace. You swore you could feel it in your throat.

Buckman was close. Very close. But so were you. A knot forming in your abdomen made you scream out his name wrap your hands around him.

It was that damn sundress. The way it flowed off of your hips and outlined your ass made his swoon every time you turned around.

“I... I’m gonna...!” but you didn’t need to finish before the knot in your stomach unraveled almost instantly as your thighs tightened around Buckman’s hips.

Usually, Buckman was a sweet talker in the bedroom, but he was too focused on finishing to utter a single word but your name every now and then. His grunts and huffs became more frequent as he picked up his pace once more. The knot now forming in his abdomen was almost too much to take.

He was so, so close.

“Buck, we’re gonna... gonna be late,” your voice was cloudy to him. He needed to focus.

The bell for dinner rang out through the town as soon as Buckman came. A few final thrusts ended with you both looking at each other with wide eyes.

“Was that the Supper Bell?” He frantically asked.

“Yes!”

As Buckman pulled out, you felt one last shiver before you both stumbled around each other to find your clothes. Zipping up his pants, Buckman placed a heavy kiss onto your lips and carressed the side of your head, his eyes shimmering as he looked at you.

“Meet me back here at sundown,” You said. You knew it was what he was thinking, but you beat him to it. Rushing out the door you both hurried off into different directions. Buckman had to be at the head of the table while you and the other girls with Granny Boone had a welcoming dance to preform.

You made eye contact with Buckman the moment you stepped out to formally dance. His hair was quite the mess and you could only imagine what you’re looked like. Almost simultaneously you both patted and slicked back your hair.

Hopefully no one noticed the lipstick stains on Buckman’s face, but that was for him to find out.

[springwoodswhore-blog]

Characters and Request Info

Please Specify in your request for characters that are also in Dead By Daylight if you want your request to take place in that universe

All characters are aged up to 18 in my writing if they were not already

Only 5 characters per ask please

Italicized characters are favorites of mine, requests for them are especially welcome

Slashers

Bubba Sawyer

Michael Myers

Freddy Krueger (Original and New Nightmare, specify for New Nightmare)

Brahms Heelshire

Amanda Young

Carrie White (1976)

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

The Collector

Billy Lenz (1974)

Pennywise (2017)

Conner Rijkers

Jen Rijkers

Harper Alexander

Mayor Buckman

Final Girls/Boys

Nancy Thompson

Quentin Smith

Sydney Prescott

Ash Williams

Dead By Daylight Killers

The Huntress

The Doctor

The Ghost Face

The Legion (all members, make sure to specify)

Dead by Daylight Survivors

Nea Karlsson

Jeff Johansen

Meg Thomas

Kate Denson

Creepypasta/Slenderverse/SCP

Jeff the Killer

Slenderman

Masky

Jane the Killer

Smile Dog

Eyeless Jack

SCP-1471

Other Characters

Sans (Undertale)

Undyne (Undertale)

Mettaton (Undertale)

Burgerpants (Undertale)

Grillby (Undertale)

Cecil Palmer (Welcome to Nightvale)

Kevin (Welcome to Nightvale)

Diego Strex (Welcome to Nightvale Fannon)

Kyo Usui (Black Bird)

Sho Usui (Black Bird)

Shuhei Kuzunoha (Black Bird)

Zenki (Black Bird)

Kensuke Dodoji (Black Bird)

Buzen (Black Bird)

Jason Dean (Heathers)

Veronica Sawyer (Heathers)

Tate Langdon (American Horror Story)

Misty Day (American Horror Story)

Grell Sutcliff (Black Butler)

Sebastian Michaelis (Black Butler)

GraveRobber (Repo!)

Pavi Largo (Repo!)

Amber Sweet (Repo!)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

L (Death Note)

Misa Amane (Death Note)

Donnie Darko (Donnie Darko)

ZiM (Invader ZiM)

Tak (Invader ZiM)

Adult!Dib Membrane (Invader ZiM)

Adult!Gaz Membrane (Invader ZiM)

Johnny C. (JtHM)

Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls)

What I'll write

Headcanons

Ficlets/Imagines

Oneshots

Polyamory

I'll do SFW and NSFW (tagged with n/sfw)

I'll write most kinks (I won’t write scat or watersports)

I’ll write gore, torture, cannibalism, and necrophilia all will be tagged accordingly 

I will write dubcon and it will be tagged as d/ubcon.

I will not write

P*dophilia 

Incest

Stuff related to maternity and parenting (I'm one of the youngest in my family and have chosen to be child free so I just can't do it justice)

Probably not willing to write about self harm except for recovery but that depends on the request, feel free to send it my way.

Character X Character ( I only write X Readers or general headcanons, with the exception of poly stuff)

[ncstybby]

Okay, but hear this! Cause I had this stuck in my head this whole time

No one asked for this but imagine the slashers reacting to their very own phenomenonal actor who played as them!!

( sorry if this has any errors, this is my first head cannon so don't expect it to be perfectly well accurately written.)

Jason Voorhees/Kane Hodder

- Everyone loves Kane's portrayal of Jason so it's obvious why I chose him

- Jason is quite uncomfortable watching his movies, but when he first encountered Kane who played as him, he was pretty impressed by his performance

- Jason really liked how accurate Kane played as him in the movies. That's one of the things he only got intrigued by besides seeing his mother in the first movie

- kinda thinks thats his long lost twin brother????

- Jason thinks that Kane is kinda intimidating like him. If you ever seen Kane hodder, he looks like that one father who would come by at your school to "talk" to ur bully just to teach them a lesson

- other actors who played as Jason didn't really impressed him except for Kane. If Kane never played as Jason, he probably would've never watch his movies in the first place

Michael Myers/Nick Castle

- The reason why I picked Nick was because he played as Michael through the first entire movie except for the part when he unmasked himself. That was Tony Moran and that was the only scene he did.

- When Michael first had seen his own actor, he wasn't surprised but he didn't expect Nick to look like a curly ol' looking goof

- If you've seen old bts pics of Nick in the halloween movie or Pics of him right now, who kinda looks like that one father who would embarrass you in front of ur friends or the grandfather that'll tell you corny ass jokes that he told u since u were little (no offense I love Nick lol)

- But, Michael really liked how well Nick portrayed as him. It's like they put hidden cameras of his daily killing spree

- and that's about it. The only thing Michael was intrigued by Nick was how well he portrayed as him. This was pretty hard to do cause I can't write Michael very well and he's emotionless so

Freddy Krueger/Robert Englund

- At first, when freddy first heard about Roberts movies, he was pretty impressed at his portrayal of other characters besides playing as himself.

- Freddy's favorite role that Robert played as was Mayor buckman from the movie 2001 maniacs. He thinks that the eye patch made Robert look handsome and badass.

- Lowkey wants to fuck him???????

- One thing he didn't like about robert is that he was the opposite of Freddy. Robert was to nice and expressive and Freddy is just an asshole.

- Freddy thinks that Robert looks like a nerd when he's wearing those glasses

- and above all that. Freddy thinks it would be cool if he met robert in person. Freddy would love to just tease robert every now and then in his dreams just to see the look on his face. The fact that Robert played as Freddy and seeing Robert getting scared of him was pretty ironic to him. But that'll probably kill robert from a heart attack since he's old now. That poor bby pls protect him from that pizza face killer.

Leatherface/Gunnar Hansen

- Bubba had never in his life thought he knew he had an actor who played as him in his first movie

- He makes happy and excited noises after he found out!

- when first had seen some pics of Gunnar, Bubba thought he looked very down to earth! He seemed so nice and humble!

- Bubba wishes Gunnar was his grandpa awh

- Bubba really really enjoys watching Gunnar portraying as him in the first film. He squeals in happiness and excitement every time he appears on screen

- but after he found out the tragic news when Gunnar passed away, Bubba whined and whimpered wishing he was still alive. That poor boy really looked up to him like he was his idol

- Bubba wised he would visit his grave just to thank him after bringing a good impact on his own film and being a great actor.

[0nthebalcony]

John Armstrong  1893 - 1973

Farmers Use Shell

1939

Tempera on board

H 35 x W 64 cm

National Trust, Upton House (On loan from the Shell Art Collection)

About this Artist

Painter of imaginative and classical subjects in oil, tempera, and gouache; mural painter, designer of film and stage sets; book illustrator and advertising designer. Born in Hastings, Sussex, after Oxford University, Armstrong studied at St John’s Wood School of Art, 1913 -14, then after service in the Army in World War I returned to St John’s Wood briefly. First one-man show at the Leicester Galleries in 1928., became a member of Unit One in 1933,exhibiting in a group show at the Mayor Gallery, 1934. After Unit One, Armstrong’s work took on a Surrealist character. In the 1930s Armstrong worked as a designer for theatre and films, including the first performance of the ballet Façade and several films made by Sir Alexander Korda. He also did work for Shell Mex and I.C.I. During World War II Armstrong was an official war artist. After it, he continued to exhibit widely including ‘The Storm’ for the Festival of Britain in 1951, and at the RA extensively from that year. Armstrong had strong left-wing political convictions and from the time of the Spanish Civil War, when he painted ‘Pro Patria’, his pictures occasionally reflected his views. Symbolism is also a feature of his work. Armstrong’s pictures are fastidiously painted in muted colours and reflect his own dry wit and gentle nature.

Source: David Buckman, Artists in Britain Since 1945, Art Dictionaries, Bristol, 2006 ed., Vol.1., pg. 47.

[callmegkiddo]

Thank you for the tag @charliedawn and it's quite fine to do so, it shows your appreciation to others!

Movie/series characters:

1. The Grand Guingol (Babbysitters guid to monster hunting) despite him not really popping up much his personallity is adorable

2. Korosensei (Assassination Classroom) I'm considering anime series here if thats alright. And he's a fav of mine because who wouldn't want to smother him with love?

3. Mayor Buckman (2001 maniacs, 2005 remake) I love this man and the fact that it's Robert England? Raises is more

4. Remus/Sirius/Severus/Moody (Harry Potter) I love these men for being a mood, and just them in general

5. Ironhide (Bayverse Transformers) I love him because he's and iconic piece of shit-

Cartoon characters:

1. Hades (both disney Hercules and Decendants) He's snappy, he's sassy, and he's relateble

2. Genie (Disney Aladdin) I love this blue goofball, and I love how Robert William gave him so much life!

3. C4r1 (The Robinsons) He's snappy he's sassy and he's lovable!

4. The Aliens (Ben 10) I like to imagine their personalituies and it mostly varies to the ones who get less screan time, but all of them are neat!

5. Hopper (A Bugs Life) He's really fun to see on screan, and his motives are both questionable yet understandable

I am tagging: @fandomclutterr @demitherobosexual @official-maverick @classichorrorblog @cloudcreates @jemaineclement @hugepennywisetrash @flamingbiscuit @frechiiie @disneyisawonderland

(I hope none of you mind tbeing tagged- if so I'm very sorry <:<)

thank youu for the tag @reidingmelodies (link) 💖

lily aldrin (how i met your mother)

cam tucker (modern family)

carrie bradshaw (sex and the city)

shelly johnson (twin peaks)

meredith grey (greys anatomy)

no pressure tags: @ellesgreenaway @mercy-burning @samuel-de-champagne-problems

[slashingdisneypasta]

Mayor Buckman x Fem!Reader || Drabble

Plot: You have a little crush on the mayor, so you let him teach you how to ride horseback 🐴🐴🐴.

Warnings: Ehhh, unedited.

Tagging: @marinerainbow and @masqueradeball . Yes an Englund character that is not Jim or Inkubus!, here we goooo. ^^

When you learnt, while you were 'gathering intel' about him (Just chatting with him), that Mayor Buckman preferred to ride horseback then to sit in the back of a carriage, your first thought was to how much a him thing, that seemed to you. Old fashioned and hands on- and you were sure that he had been a cowboy or a ranger in another life so this was perfect.

Then, secondly you realised- that you could use this.

And oh, he was so easy to convince to spend a day with you (Or maybe more if you're really hopeless. Really lucky, more like), teaching you how to ride. You were hopeless at it, after all- which wasn't all-together a lie (you truly hadn't ridden since you were a child and your father took you out for the day. Honest-to-god, you hadn't even touched a horse since then) but it didn't hurt that you bat your eyelashes at him and pleaded your ineptitude a little bit. The Mayor's ego got inflated as expected and he was more then happy to set up a time and a place to meet with you the next day, excited to flex a skill he enjoyed and telling you to dress comfy- you don't wanna get a rash. The rubbin' can be hell, trust me.

For a moment you weren't sure if you were allowed to laugh at that, after all most men think a woman who laughs at dirty jokes is untoward- and did he really mean for it to sound the way it did??- but he seemed to wait a moment for you to 'catch up', an intrigued grin on his face, so you cracked a grin and that earned you a shoulder squeeze that gave you butterflies before he bid you goodbye. For the rest of your day all you could think was God, you liked him.

~

The next day, Buckman met you in the centre of town looking pleased as punch to see you and offered you his arm. You would walk to the stables together from there, and while you strolled together you got a chance to get a look at what he was wearing. And you were confused.

"I thought we were supposed to dress sensible, Mr Mayor??" You ask, fingers slipping into the nook of his arm.

He was just wearing his usual yellow and green clothes, just with the new addition of a cattleman hat to protect him from the sun (Perpetuating your belief that he's a cowboy in some universe somewhere), which seem heavy and restrictive to you for an activity such as horse riding. Was he?.. not?... going to ride?... Shrugging his broad shoulders, Buckman flashes you a charismatic grin. "Aw, it doesn't bother me none anymore! I could ride in anything, I was only worried about you- those dresses a yer's sure are becoming," Here he pats your hand peering out from the crook of his arm and your heart damn near flies up into your throat. "-but I don't think you'd have a good time on the back of a horse wearin' them. Which reminds me- " He turns his head fully to you, your faces closer then every before due to your linked arms. His one-good-eye flickers so obviously up and down your body, and yet- you don't feel uncomfortable. "You look absolutely lovely today, too. Its not often ya see a girl in pants- but I'm sure you know ya make 'em look better then any man."

... You swear. If this man truly does not know what he is doing to you then he is the densest son of a- "... sure, of course I know. "You shrug, a playful smirk playing at your lips despite the hurricane of butterflies raging around inside you at his words. "But it doesn't hurt to hear it."

"Well- I'm happy to take the responsibility." He winks.

~

"Alright, now- I gotcha some stairs so you can get up on Annabelle here nice and easy, how's that sound?"

"Very thoughtful." That was a concern of yours- how you might look struggling to push yourself up onto the horse today. Of course, you imagined that Buckman may have to put his hands on your waist in order to help you, which wouldn't be such a bad thing- but this is better. With the little stairs by Annabelle the sweet saddle horse, you don't make a fool of yourself at all! Which is definitely preferable.

Besides, he still holds you hand as you step up. He doesn't let go a few moments after he needn't have been touching you anymore, also, and that makes you grin to yourself as you take up the reigns.

"I thought so. Now!" Buckman gives a clap of his hands, as if to say lets get to it. You take in a deep breath, tightening your grip on the reigns. Here we go... "Annabelle here is one of our nicest beasts, real friendly. Mostly wants t' spend her days grazin- not a big racer. So I thought she might be perfect for you today, hm? Don't be afraid to pull on those reigns though darlin; if she decides to stop and have a munch; you ain't gonna hurt her I promise."

"Mhmm... " You hum, leaning carefully over Annabelle's beautiful, thick auburn neck to give her a pet. Oh, she's so lovely! "Still seems rude... how old is she?"

"Hmm," Buckman screws up his nose in thought and lord you cant help but think he is equally as lovely. "I think Bella has gotta have been with us for uh... maybe around 25-30 years?"

"And what's the lifespan for a sweet thing like her?"

"Probably about 35 years, I think. Whydoya ask, darlin'?"

"Well then I think she's earned some grazin' time, dontcha think? Pretty girl's on the homerun, and this grass looks delicious." Eyes shifting from Annabelle's pointed ear and her big eye and her long, long eyelashes to Buckman; you straighten up again and flash a grin. "I guess if she stops to take a munch, we'll just have to stop too and entertain eachother!.. Can ya handle that, sir?"

Theirs a mischievous twinkle in his eye and a grin slips across his ridiculously handsome features and you feel its a good thing you're on a horse- otherwise you might've lost feeling in your knees seeing it. "Oh I sure can, don't you worry."

~

Your interactions with the mayor went on much like that for the rest of the day; you would make a hint towards this being a little more then a riding lesson and he would give you that grin and agree- but nothing was every actually said. No admittance was uttered, by either of you. He was being frustratingly opaque and keeping his thoughts on you to himself.

You were being driven mad. The day was lovely, and you felt butterflies basically the whole time (Especially whenever he would touch you- which he seemed to take every opportunity to do. Reaching over from his horse to balance you on yours or help you lead Annabelle in a certain direction, guiding your hands to hold the reigns properly, and giving you those good job shoulder squeezes. Those even turned into hand squeezes the later in the day that it became and the bolder he became)- but you were being driven mad, all the same.

When finally it was time to get off of the horses, Buckman jumped off of his - Thomas, - first and quickly tied him up while keeping up conversation with you. Then he tied up Annabelle and then rounded the horse to where your legs were hanging.

He looked up at you and held out arms. "Well? Come on, off ya hop. Lets go. I'm gonna buy ya dinner, for doin' so well today."

Ordinarily you would be thrilled that he wants to take you to dinner now, but- is he suggesting you literally jump off?? A 14-15 hand-tall horse?? "You want me to- what about the steps??"

He shrugs, and you can tell he's enjoying this- there's an evil twinkle in his eye now. Almost a matching smirk on his mouth, too. "Dunno where they went. C'mon, I promise you'll be fine."

"I'm gonna break my legs springing from a horse like this." You exclaim incredulously, trying not to laugh at the ridiculousness. "You sur, are gonna get my legs broken." All day he's been messing with you like you're a fun toy and and now he's going to get you broken.

This man!! He's so lucky he's cute.

"I'm not tellin' ya to spring off the horse, darlin'. No, no, no... Slide, like a banister."

"A living, banister."

"Exactly. C'mon- I promise, ya wont be hurt."

He is not budging. Oh lord- he's serious.

Chewing on your bottom lip, hands on the saddle on either side of you, you peer down at how far away the ground is and analyse the distance. The chances that you'll misstep and twist your ankle. How you can use this man to break your fall-

Finally after a few moments, and a reassuring look from Buckman, you take a deep breath and release your bottom lip- you don't want to accidentally bite it off when you land. "Alright... but if I trip, I'm taking you down with me. I don't care if you are the Mayor."

"Of course. Wouldn't think any less of ya."

Giving a little, concerned whimper, you carefully pushing yourself off the side of Annabelle. The fall is swift and before you even land, he's caught you; hands on your waist and easing you carefully the rest of the way to the ground so your feet make contact with the dirt softly. Huffing from the short exhilaration of that experience, you drop your hands on his shoulders and, after momentarily gathering yourself, give him a half-amused, half-perturbed look. "... well, thank you."

Under the shade of his cattleman you can see his face clearly despite the glare of the late-day sun, and the 'innocent' look he has pasted there. He gives a shrug and a sigh, and doesn't move his hands off your waist. "Oh, I wouldn't let a lady like yourself get hurt Y/N, come on now. Gimmie some credit, here."

Rolling your eyes, you don't move to step away from him at all either, like you maybe should have. If you were a respectable lady. Standing this close to a man might get you pregnant, after all- depending on the man- "Hm. You're right, I-... " Realising that this is the perfect moment, alone and relaxed, you stop talking. Should you?... should you ask?... "Buckman?" You ask, looking down and chewing on the inside of your cheek.

"Darlin, you can call me George."

"Alright, George... " You take a deep breath, and drag your bottom lip through your teeth before looking up at straight at him; tilting your head to the side. "... look, are you ever going to admit you like me?" Immediately he opens his mouth, but you hold up a finger to stop him. "As more, then a friend."

... for a few moments then he doesn't say anything. And you think for a split second that he's still not going to admit it, and you're wondering why the hell- When a grin spreads across his face.

"Well, I was plannin' to see if you'd like me to court ya at dinner tonight, but- I suppose this moment's as good as any."

"You- what??" Immediately your eyes fall open wide. He was what?? He was going to- He had plans??

"Should I take this as a yes, then, sweetheart?? Hm?... "

"I-... I... " You cant believe it. Yes, he should, but- words. God, words!! They're gone-

Suddenly your close proximity is more comfortable then before, Buckman - George!! - letting go of your waist in order to touch your face, instead. Curling most of his fingers back behind your neck but touching his thumbs to your cheeks; holding you close to him so the brim of that cattleman nearly brushes your forehead. "You are adorable, sweet pea. You take your time takin' this in; I can wait. I'll be right here. But remember," he takes on of his hands off your skin, in order to boop your nose, and winks. "Granny's place closes in a couple a' hours, hm? So if you're hungry... yamight wanna think fast."

Your lips part, still racking your brain for the right words to top him after this- but coming up empty. "... for gods sake." Giving up on words, finally, you take his wrists in your hands and get up on your tip-toes; closing your eyes and kissing him for the first time.

[tinalbion]

Scenario: Buckman’s wife never wants to participate in the Jubilee? She's the only benevolent ghost, neither vengeful nor bloodthirsty despite her murder. She loves George but seeing her husband & children commit such gruesome deeds is too painful. Have they become the monsters the Union troops were? Has she failed in her marital & motherly duties? She didn't marry a murderer nor raise her kids to be. But she & George make it work, for better or worse. She’s the gentle beauty beside the mayor

Oh nonnie, how bittersweet this is! Ugh I love Buckman so dang much and I would legit suffer in silence for this man. Thank you for your request! I hope this will suffice, because I was getting a tad sad writing it lmao, we cannot have that.

A snippet for your troubles.

Mayor Buckman x wife!Reader snippet

Rating: None Length: 938 words

You never thought you would end up here, living on in the afterworld against your own will because of how vengeful your husband was. Sure, you shouldn’t have been technically married to the man in the first place what with the affair you both had, but that was buried in the past along with your corpses. You were still bitter from the thought of Crow going behind your back, conniving with the Mayor to assure your return to the living world once every year on the anniversary of your deaths, it was tiring. You wanted peace but knew you couldn’t find it, you never would until the curse was satiated and Crow made sure of that.

The reason you stood here every year in the hot Georgia sun, allowing these college kids to come and end their lives so recklessly, was because of your husband. You loved him, God, you really did. He made you the happiest person on the planet both in life and in death, no matter how horrible his tendencies became. He wasn’t like this when you were both alive, but once those monstrous troops came to your town and murdered your beautiful child in cold blood, it changed you both but in completely different ways. George became bloodthirsty for revenge and took his daughter’s murder to the point where you couldn’t tell who was worse: the man responsible for her death or her father.

This year, as you had every year, you only wandered the grounds of Pleasant Valley in sorrow as the others gorged on the victim’s bloodied body parts, the sadness apparent in your eyes as the remaining college kids run around as if they’ll escape alive from this place. You mourn what your family could have been and what it’s turned into.

Buckman finds you halfway through the excitement of the jubilee and notes your sadness, his hand gently caresses your back as he walks up to you. He offers you a kind smile as he stares down at you for a moment.

“Darlin’ what’s got you lookin’ like a sad little puppy dog, hmm?”

You hesitated, do you want to argue about this, again and again, each year? You let out a sigh and shook your head. “Honey, you know what I’m going to say and I’d rather not get into it,” you replied sadly.

He looked at you for a moment longer and knew exactly why you were here, but he just smiled at you again and this time, he looked a little sadder as he slipped his hand on the back of your neck, resting his forehead against your soft hair. “I know, sweetheart, I’m sorry…”

“Why can’t you just...stop?” you asked, a twinge of hope in your voice as you sniff back some tears.

Buckman sighed and placed a gentle kiss on your head. “Crow made it clear. We can’t rest until all 2,001 lives are avenged. Eye for an eye, darlin’, you know that.”

Your tears slid down your cheeks and nodded once. “Here’s for tryin’, though.”

The mayor smirked and slipped his fingers in between yours, pulling you along toward the edge of the stables where it broke off into the large field just up ahead. You had so many memories of that area where you two would share in your evenings, where you first fell in love with him, where you shared your first kiss together. Everything hit you at once as you thought of how happy you could have been, just you and Buckman, your boys and your daughter, but it was never meant to be. Life smiled upon you and then struck down with misfortune so suddenly that you barely had time to mourn.

“Why can’t we just pretend to go back to the way things were? Before you and the boys became so intent on killin’?”

Buckman swallowed. “It’s easier said than done, sweet thing, you know it, you know how much I tried to be good? I tried so hard to be good. But-”

“I know, Buck, I know.” You knew this entire time that it would be hard to go back to the way things were, but no matter how much blood was spilled, no matter how many lives he took, George was still there with you and never planned on abandoning you. He took your vows more seriously than anything in his life, and you loved him for it.

There had been screaming coming from behind you both and then silence. The look on your face spoke volumes and you had wondered how many souls were left to reap until you and your husband could rest eternally, but until then it was a test of strength. No matter what you did, it wouldn’t break, so all you could do was hold your head up strong for him, for yourself, for the kids, for the town. It was your duty as the wife of the mayor, right?

If you had come this far then you could make it just a bit further, you had your husband still here with you, even though he had been different, he was still so vulnerable when it came to you. It was like night and day with that man, but your love for him and your boys was what kept you here, you figured.

You were always going to be here for your husband, for better or for worse, that was the vow, and you were still madly in love with him, it was inevitable that you two would be together forever. But after all, how bad could it possibly be?

[horrorslasherswritingblog]

Damn I found out you write for Buckman and requests are closed, I wanna cry :(

I’m sorry :( I’m still working on requests and getting them posted but you can send any requests for him in now 💕

I feel realllyyyy bad how long it has been taking so requests are open again for everyone

[spookiifi]

Oh hell yes! Tagged by @glenechoslasher

5 Male Characters that I love

1. Freddy Krueger

2. Pitch Black

3. Darth Maul

4. Loki Laufeyson

5. Mayor Buckman

*I couldnt find a gif* :(((

6. Abe Sapien

7. Michael Langdon

8. Cad Bane

9. Savage Opress

10. Scarecrow

I taaaaag @hxldmxdxwn @nasti-imagines @megatroncupcake

If only you guys want to 😅

5 male characters I love! | tag game

i’ve been tagged by the gorgeous @davidsylvians​ !! ilysm <3

NO SPECIFIC ORDER!!! I LOVE ALL 5 OF THEM EQUALLY <3 <3 <3 [honestly…i couldn’t just decide for only five… ;;;; it was hard to pick]

1. Ash Williams 💞 (Ash vs Evil Dead / Evil Dead)

2. Freddy Krueger 💖 (A Nightmare On Elm Street)

3. Ardyn Izunia 💕 (Final Fantasy XV)

4. Franky “Cutty Framm” 💝 (One Piece)

5. Krieg the Psycho 💗 (Borderlands 2)

tagging: @glenechoslasher, @kluvfantasy, @farah-karim, @fromthecosmos​, @galadrielkenobi​ and anyone who wants to!!

(you don’t have to do this!)

[slashingdisneypasta]

Okay, so in regards to our convo earlier: Here's everyone I can think of that'd be on Inkubus' "there can only be one of me" list:

Jim (we'll make sure he's spared 😌)

Wayne

Stuart

Mr. Confab

Buck

The MC

Raymond

Erik

Professor Wexler

Detective Gassner (from Criminal Minds)

Scratch (from that TERRIBLE Windfall movie)

Ray (from Bones)

Should we count Freddy??

And as a bonus entry even though he doesn't look like him: Negan 🤪

Anyway I know I'm missing people but goddamn, Ink has a LIST 😂

First of all yes! Freddy totally counts XD Its just- I don't think Ink could get rid of him 😅 So Freddy is like an annoying nat that keeps coming back 😂😂😂 Bane of Inkubus' existence.

Oh oh oh!! I have more!! XDD

Mayor Buckman (he and Freddy both would be hard to kill. You know... being already dead... 😅)

Blackie (Nightmare Cafe. The thing is- the Cafe Blackie loves in constantly travels through space and time, popping up wherever it's needed. Imagine Inkubus consistenly missing it whenever he has a chance 🤣)

Ian Essko

Gar (Episode of Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew Mysteries)

Doc Halloran

Dr Andover

Warden Kane

Bill Gartley (Mangler)

I wonder if Ink underlines any of them or puts exclamation points like fuck this one ESPECIALLY!!

Or even- if he used their actual names or not. Maybe he just puts 'boring no fun gunman' for Doc Halloran and other vague titles for the others that only he understands 😅😅😅

[slashingdisneypasta]

On the topic of gilfs. Can you imagine how the horror guys would respond to this phrase? Like, I'm pretty sure that Inkubus knows about this a little TOO well. Drayton, I'm pretty sure, probably hasn't heard a thing like that and is just asking why he gets the occasional heart eyed look. Jim... I'm not sure if he'd know or not, but I bet he'd get SO smug once he finds out/someone reminds him.

!!!!!

You know I love talking about the old folks. Here we go-

Old Folks reacting to you calling them a GILF (Grandparent I'd Like to Fuck)

Captain Spaulding: He thinks this is so fucking funny XDD He's gonna make so much fun of you. You want this wrinkly old dick?? That's what you're into? Fuck!- You're something.

Drayton Sawyer: Omg the picture you painted XD Like- what's that?? Bubba, what- what is that face she's givin me? What do I look like, a snack food?? When someone tells him what (he is) GILF is, he thinks its a mean joke. Like yeah, make fun a' the old guy, ha ha ha- fuck you.

Granny Boone: Hell yeah I am!

Inkubus: Like you said XD Tell him something he doesn't know, honestly-

Luda Mae Hewitt: ... Are you messing with her?? =_= If not, then she's so flattered, haha XD She thinks its so funny, and its been a while since someone complimented her!! ^^ <3<3 If you're a victim, though... she's not gonna react.

Manual Dyer: How nice of you to say, dear. Would you like to be his 27th wife?

Mayor Buckman: He's choking again. You what!?-

Peepaw Myers: ... *stabs you*

Norman Nordstrom: Uh... really? He's not gonna show it but he is intrigued by this and will be thinking about it to himself for a while. You think he's handsome?? You wanna fuck him?? Can he use this to get you to have his child? Hmmm...

Otis B Driftwood: Yeah whatever, good for you, I don't give a flying fuck.

Pamela Voorhees: hahahahaha you're so funny! be sure to lock your door tonight, okay dear? i heard their was a murderer around... (you are in peril.)

Sheriff Hoyt: ... ladies love a man in uniform.

Stuart Lloyd: So many things going on in his head. Like really?? Are you making fun of him?? Do you actually think he's handsome?? How old are you?? How does he respond?? What does he say to that?? Are you laughing?? He wants it to be true but he's suspicious.

Walter Harris: He's flustered but also READY. Like, he thinks you're gonna fuck him right there?? Calm down Walter.

MISC! BONUS':

Dr Peter Andover: ... excuse him, he needs a vat of coffee to deal with this. Be right back. Here's a pamphlet about Freud to peruse.

Ivan the Awesome: ... what!???? Very alarmed, staring you down, hoping to god you're joking-

Jim Bickerman: Smug, yes XD Like, oh really?~ Gilf, huh? He's gonna keep that in mind for later when their aren't any crocs around okay?~ (he'll come back for you 🤣🤣)

[tinalbion]

Hey Best Writer- (I really mean it 😔💕💕💕) If you take ask(ik your asks are open but I’m just making sure 😤💕) could u do a scenario/hcs (whichever you want) for Buckman and his S/O that have a L O T (arms, back and legs) of tattoos and is a heavy metal singer- If it’s okay 😂👉👈 I just had this magnificent idea Ps: I luv your writing so much 😔😔😤😤😤🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️👁👄👁

FRUTTI! YOU SWEET AND WONDERFUL DARLING, YOU! Best writer? You’re WAY too lovely, omg, bless you~

You’re always so kind and I love you so, so much! This is definitely okay and I cannot wait for you to read what I have, may you enjoy it! 💖 And I love YOU!!! Thank you~

Mayor Buckman x Reader who is a Heavy Metal Singer Covered in Tattoos

Rating: None

Length: 1.2k

Upon meeting

Coming to Pleasant Valley wasn’t exactly what you signed up for when you got lost on your way to the beach, but the detour sign was the only way you could have possibly gone what with the other roads being blocked or out of service. So here you were, staring ahead looking like a deer caught in the headlights as your car was surrounded by all of these people who had greeted you so kindly, some were even playing instruments as you sat in the driver’s seat. Then suddenly, they all parted to make way for an older gentleman who looked as friendly as the rest of them, his face giving you that sense of ‘everything is gonna be okay’. He was dressed very well and he looked really intrigued by your look.

“Well greetings there, darlin’, Buckman’s the name, mayor’s my game!” He held out his hand for you to shake, and you took it firmly, shaking it and surprising even him with your grip. “Welcome to Pleasant Valley.”

You stepped out from the car to speak properly and that’s when they all got a real good look at you in your tank top and shorts. Buckman had been rendered speechless as you stepped out looking up at the large manor as you shield your eyes from the harsh sun, his gaze glued on you as your attention was elsewhere. You really were a very unique creature and it almost shamed him to look at you like that, especially with his background and his personal beliefs.

It only got worse from there as he kept an eye on you throughout the day. Granny Boone caught you and gave you a glass of fresh lemonade and conversed with you, commenting on your tattoos.

“So darling, what made you think of getting all those tattoos on you? Seems to be a perfect way to ruin your skin…”

You smiled kindly and shrugged. “I’m an artist in a way, I sing, probably not the type of music you listen to, but this is another way to express my artistic feelings and I just think they’re gorgeous. I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea, that’s totally understandable.”

Granny Boone listened as she sipped at her glass, quiet as she looked up and down your arms and legs, smirking ever so slightly. “Sounds like a very interesting take on it, dear, I respect that.” And that was that.

What neither of you knew was that the mayor had been hanging around, listening to you speak. It was a completely different way of thinking, he didn’t understand it to the point of getting it inked into your skin, but as Granny said, he could definitely respect it. But what really caught his attention was your confession of being a singer, though you mentioned it wouldn’t be something they may like. He was still genuinely curious about you. You seemed like this really hard, really aggressive-looking person, yet something in your face and in your voice was really sweet, it drew Buckman in like nothing ever had before.

He walked along the dirt roads of the town and gave instruction to the townsfolk for the other guests that so happened to stop into town thanks to their cleverly crafted detour sign, but he firmly instructed that the heavily tattooed gal was to be off-limits for now.

It wasn’t until the sun had gone down that you came out from your quarters and almost quite literally ran into Buckman as you were wandering around Pleasant Valley and enjoying the music that echoed in the air, and you caught your footing before stumbling, grabbing the mayor’s hand before he too fell onto the ground from the impact.

“Oh, I am so sorry, mayor!” you chirped as you dusted off his jacket for him, panicking that you may have upset him or offended him, but when you looked up, he was chuckling. "Oh, I'm sorry?"

"Well, well, if it isn't our little charming camellia," he greeted and placed his hand on yours. "Don't worry so much about it, darlin', you okay?"

You blushed a little and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine, thank you. What are you doing out here so late?"

Buckman looked around and gestured at the sky. "Well now, the sky is clear, the moon is high, and the evening is still early. Gotta relax and have some fun, ya know? Let loose a little. By the way, I heard about your music, what kinda music do you sing?"

You looked up at him and smiled, wondering just how much you'd scare this poor man with your preference of music. Though showing that he was interested was amusing in itself. "Well, as I mentioned to Granny Boone, I don’t think you’ll be too excited about it. You folks seem to like a certain charming genre while mine is uh, heavier... “ you explained with a grin.

Buckman didn’t seem to mind as he walked alongside you, his hands clasped behind his back as he listened. “You are an intriguing creature, I hope you know that."

You looked up at him and eyed him curiously, unable to hide your smile as you both stopped at the edge of the grassy field that stretched out before you. The moon pulled your gaze away from him and you couldn't help but really admire being out in the country like this and really being closer to nature. You were a city person, you didn't get the time nor the pleasure to get the chance to do this very often.

"Well uh," Buckman began, "I'd be willing to hear your music some time if you decided to stay for the next couple of days."

You looked back at him and smiled excitedly. "Yeah, I'd really like that, mayor."

"Oh now, do go ahead and call me Buckman," he cooed and slipped his hands in his pockets, walking away and making it back to the life of the party, leaving you to your thoughts in the moonlight. And that's where it all began.

Establishing a relationship

After capturing his interest, it ended up going from there and you two grew ever closer, so much to the point that he spared you from ending up on the dinner table that Jubilee. You were in the dark and had no idea of the fates of the guests that had passed through.

The more time you spent together, the more you allowed Buckman to see the real you; you told him your interests, you told him your likes and what drove you, what you were passionate about. He seemed to take interest in these things all without really telling you much about himself.

What seemed like days was almost a fever dream for you and then something had changed. He asked you to stick around even though he warned you that if you did, things would become complicated. You didn't know what that entailed, but despite it being cryptic it was almost sweet the way he asked you these things.

"Aren't I a bit too different for you, though? I mean, this whole 1800s thing, I don't know if I'd-" You were unsure of yourself and yet you were almost leaning toward the choice of staying here with him despite it being very far from your comfort zone. "You mean, you don't mind that I look like this?"

"Darlin', you're one of the most unique individuals I've ever come across, and I've seen a lot of different folk stop through here. I think this place will be good for your soul."

[tinalbion]

Hey can I get a Englund character piece (phantom, Freddy, buckman, or whoever you want) comforting their significant other who’s been stressed out at work. This one is from personal experience as I’m a cashier at a grocery store and we’re getting out asses handed to us and people are not nice. Thank you so so much and happy belated birthday.

Aww thank you so much for the belated birthday wishes, hon! I appreciate it very much <3 I'm sorry this took so long to fulfill, but hey, better late than never I hope lol. I decided to add in Inkubus and Warden Kane mostly because those two are also pretty underrated, and the more Englund characters the better!

Hope you enjoy it~

Englund Characters x GN!Reader

Rating: Mature; does have some sexual references but nothing too in depth

Freddy

If you want comfort, you may not exactly get it in a typical way with Freddy. He loves to pick on you, and naturally, it's because he cares, so the more he annoys the absolute hell out of you, the more he shows that he cares. 

He's not one to pick up on cues that you're exhausted, you don't want to deal with any more bullshit, especially when you're at home and trying to rest. So you'd have to spell it out for him immediately if you want him to catch the idea. 

"Aww someone is grumpy, aren't they?" He'd tease you relentlessly until you either stopped responding or snapped at him. Freddy wouldn't be offended either way. But if you did just sit there and tell him you couldn't handle him today, he'd cozy up to you but with something in mind.

You knew his tricks and how he thought, well, sometimes you did. But when his glove magically disappeared for a moment and his hands began to deeply tub at your aching muscles, once he got that first official moan of pleasure to tumble from your lips, you knew you were in danger of his charms. It was hard to resist when he would lay it on extra thick. 

"C'mon, you know you wanna, plus I never hear you complainin' when I make you scream." His hands would go lower, and pushing him away was hard when he was making all the right moves with his fingers. 

So Freddy would definitely take care of you and make sure your sleep would be extra worth the annoyance he dished out at you.

Erik

Eric is a tender soul although very tortured as it was, so when you'd come back home feeling extra stressed and drained from today's events, he'd understand immediately. He's one who'd cater to your every whim if it was attainable, and if you asked extra sweetly, he'd make it happen somehow. 

You were his world, so the least he could do for you was to make sure you felt absolutely pampered when you'd be home. He didn't quite understand why you put yourself through that constantly, but to a degree, he knew there weren't many options. 

Eric would even offer to do something for you in return, like writing music and possibly selling it off to people who could appreciate it, but you refused to let him do that for you. It was a sweet gesture though, and you thanked him profusely for it. 

So he did the next best thing: he ran you a relaxing bath with as many candles and flowers as he could manage to set up. There would be no other work for you to do, he would take care of it all, and he'd pop in every so often to make sure you weren't cleaning anything up. 

Afterward, he'd greet you with your robe and wrap it around your frame, peppering your shoulders with kisses and gentle touches. He couldn't help but grab you and hold you, thankful that you'd be with someone like him after all he'd done and been through, but he also thought he was the luckiest guy in the world. 

Eric would be one of the sweeter ones if you were to be in a relationship with him, especially since if he loves someone, he loves them hard and unwavering. A very dedicated man who would happily show you that you should have the world at your feet, even if it's just because of a stressful day.

Mayor Buckman

Mayor Buckman is no stranger to having rough days, but ever since he'd become mayor, they were more mental exhaustion rather than physical exhaustion. And now that he was a vengeful spirit that didn't need to eat, sleep, or do much of anything other than killing, it was much easier for him to go about his business. 

But upon meeting you, he found out you were a hard worker and did all you could in order to earn that paycheck you needed, and he respected that. So when you'd come back into Pleasant Valley looking like you'd been run ragged, he ordered his boys not to bother you as much and asked Granny Boone to make you your favorite dish for dinner as a surprise. 

When he saw that you went upstairs to relax in your room, he came up to visit a while later and asked if you needed anything, in particular, to help you unwind. You thanked him but just wanted to rest, so he slipped out of the room and allowed you to do whatever you wanted to do in order to unwind. 

A few hours later, Buckman knocked on the door, which jolted you from a nap. "Sorry to interrupt, darlin', we just wanted to let you know dinner is downstairs. We're havin' a nice little outdoor picnic, you rarin' to join?" You thanked him and said to give you ten minutes in order to wake up and change.

When you were greeted at the last step of the staircase, Buckman held out his arm and guided you to the large picnic table they had out where they'd throw their barbecues, and he waited till you were seated before you and him shared in a very delicious meal together. You told him to thank Granny Boone for working so hard. "She's always happy to spoil you," Buckman would say. 

Something simplistic as sharing in your favorite meal after a rough day was one of the best feelings, and you were thankful you got to spend it in peace and in the presence of your favorite person.

Inkubus

Being around an incubus of all things was draining in itself since he used a lot of serial energy to feed himself, but on days when you were feeling particularly roughed up, he'd back off and wouldn't suggest feeding from your energy, instead, he kept it simple and used good old fashioned romance to make you swoon.

Considering he'd been around humans and dealt with them for millennia, he knew that nothing cheered people up quite like a good old-fashioned shopping trip. Since he was quite well off financially, although he really had no need for such trivial things, it gave him the opportunity to show you in gifts to help cheer you up. 

You looked at a book through the window and stared at it for more than five seconds. It was yours, now. A cute outfit that made you think you'd look like a million bucks? What size did you want, because you were getting it. You scolded him sometimes for his wasteful spending habits, but he waved you off and just laughed. "If spending money on my favorite human and seeing that very cute smile on your face is wasteful, then I guess I'm the worst ever, aren't I?" 

You couldn't help but feel special after he'd tell you that he loved seeing that smile go from innocent and fun to devilish and sexy, especially if you were to wear a new outfit just for him, and he even urged you to pick out whatever skimpy little outfit you wanted to try, because he'd happily buy it for you. 

It was just in his nature, and no matter how much he tried to keep his hands off of you, it proved to be insanely difficult to do so. So when you were both back in the privacy of your place, Inkubus wouldn't be able to stop himself from dropping to his knees and servicing you right there in the kitchen. He tried his best not to wear you out any further, so he figured the best way to do that was make sure you were relaxed while he did most of the work..

Luckily for you, you didn't mind so much if he were to take care of you like this, and you were thankful he didn't push you to do things you didn't want to do, but you found it rather cute how he could barely keep his hands to himself, even if he promised to behave. It's just how it was being bound to an incubus, after all.

Warden Kane

The Warden knows what it's like to have an awfully stressful day, that's practically an everyday occurrence for him, but that's why he works hard, so you don't have to. When he sees you coming home looking like you hadn't slept in weeks, he almost wanted to call and complain to your job that if they couldn't hire extra help around the place, maybe THEY should step up and do the extra work. He was always aggressive when it came to your job, he knew people were being worn down, he didn't want that for you.

You'd wave him off, telling him that it wasn't that bad and you were just doing the work you were asked to do, but he wasn't having it. An hour or so later, he came back to you with a smug smile on his face and handed you your phone, which you forgot in the kitchen. "What did you do?" You asked suspiciously, to which he only answered with a chuckle.

"I may or may not have landed you a week's paid vacation starting next week", he bragged. You always gave him an exasperated sigh and rolled your eyes, but if anyone could do it, it would be him. So you thanked him and couldn't wait to do absolutely nothing on your newly obtained vacation. He wondered exactly what you'd get up to, and he even went as far as asking if you could both share in at least one of those days. 

"Why don't you take a break, too? You're always working and it's constantly. Take a couple of days with me, please?" You'd bat your eyes and push your lip out into a pout, hoping he'd cave in and take a little break with you. You both worked so hard, you both deserved it. So after some convincing, he finally called into his job and said he'd take several days off, which they didn't have a problem with anyway. 

When the day finally came for you both to have a few days off together, the Warden wasn't exactly good at spoiling anyone, let alone someone he'd been with. Work was always his priority, so when you came into his life, he had to learn by trial and error. So he made sure to tell you he didn't know how to plan anything when it came to having time off, he was only used to a day or so, so you promised you'd help him along the way. 

Dinners, simple movie nights staying inside, and even having fun just taking a drive somewhere to get out of town were what you both partook in. Kane was having the time of his life with you beside him, and he couldn't help but want to plan more vacation times with you. "So uh, would you be mad if I said I could get you a vacation once a month?" He'd ask sweetly. All you could do was laugh. "Don't push your luck TOO far, honey."