#slasher!jack

[kurokrisps]

@themeatpit37 the lion just wanna cuddle wit you May-May~ 🥺

[elfqueen006]

A Gamble With The Reaper

Slasher!Jack x fem!Reader

A/N: See! I told y'all I was gonna write that chase scene!! Consider it my deposit for the Halloween week.

CW: Dubcon, makeout, slasher au, murder mention, predator/prey, slight plot-ish? more like context provided.

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The branches scraping at your calves did little to deter you from trying to run from your assailant, not even a few steps behind. He'd already murdered your friend in cold blood. There was no telling what he'd do if...no -- when he caught you.

He was massive and - judging by the heavy footsteps behind you - fast; running was just preserving the inevitable. You sobbed dryly as you come into contact with a tree, and all you can do is slump against it.

The man's snicker elicited a sharp gasp from you as you quickly turned around to see him towering over you. Pushing yourself onto the tree, you covered your mouth to fruitlessly stifle your whimpers.

Around the studio, you knew him as Mr. Haberdae. He was The Sunnytime Crew Show's for all of three years running before they'd decided to change actors and the lead role was passed down to Ian, who was his understudy.

Safe to say he was... more than a little pissed off.

The image of the blood spraying from his sliced throat was still clear in your mind.

And currently the knife used to slice it open was being brandished in front of your eyes.

"O-oh, God," You whispered.

"No honey, just me."

Goosebumps trailed up on your skin. You'd only seen him in character so much that it was hard to remember he had this low, southern twang he could turn off at will.

"So, you're my understudy's... little Sunshine." The knife was brought to your chin, forcing you to tilt it head up.

Up close, you noticed he'd grown a bit of scruff at the edges of his chin. He'd dyed his hair a bright blue, likely to match his character, and ironically enough it looked almost synthetic as the wig under the shining moonlight.

Stupidly, you blurted, "Don't kill me, oh please, God..!"

He chuckled, "Aw, don't think your little tears are gonna butter me up, Sunshine." He brushed the hair out your eyes with the blade, "When the predator catches the prey there's only one outcome after all."

"I'll do anything!"

Tears marred your vision as they welled up. You couldn't even see the look of mild intrigue he'd given. A subtle brow was raised while he titled his head.

"Anything." He repeated it like it were a new gadget being advertised. Voice laced with muse and curiosity. Leaning down and finally lowering the knife as well he asked, "Would you give me a kiss?'

You sniffed, blinking the tears away to see his expression. Unreadable, but almost soft.

Gnawing on your lip, you glanced between his eyes and lips before nodding. Not really willing, but there was panicked compliance behind your actions.

Like that, his lips crashed into yours. He swallowed a subtle gasp by almost enveloping your lips. There was nowhere to run, and you had no choice but to comply. The bark of the tree began to dig into your clavicle. The discomfort everywhere else had you resist the urge to fidget.

The scruff on his face itched in a weirdly pleasant way, and when his kisses became mouthier you tried not to moan. And he could tell, judging by the twitch of his lips against yours.

"Did he ever get you like this?" He said between kisses.

Something about that had you pause, and he watched your expression carefully as it went through stages of shock, bewilderment, and embarrassment. The heat coming off your face as you realized you actually enjoyed kissing the man who killed your ex.

"I-I..."

Suddenly he raised his knife high, causing your words to be caught in your throat, before he brought it down to rip at your shirt. The action caused you to scream.

He grinned, the freak. Ripping the last of your shirt off and leaving you in your bra, he immediately went for your neck, kissing and sucking on it.

You found your voice in a high octave, "O-Oh geez! Oh-"

"Hey!"

His movements stopped, and he turned in the direction of a policeman's flashlight shining in the distance. "Shit!" He raised off you and looked around before dashing away. Hearing his footsteps fade in the crushed leaves you slumped down against the tree, damn near hyperventilating until the cops found you.

It seemed someone had reported the disturbance in your house earlier and got the police department down in the nick of time. Though grateful, you hadn't said anything while at the station beyond the violent occurences of that night.

They, however, drew their own conclusions from the hickeys on your neck.

[kurokomics]

Bite Me 💔

[smutbutoutofnowhere]

shoutout to all my fellow smut enjoyers

[cinefiliz]

Late Night With The Devil, 2024.

[aceofhearts25]

🎃 HAPPY HALLOWEEN, SIMPS! 🎃

I’d put more but then I’d never stop, also I’m lazy af-

[kikicolors]

🎃🔪

[webbluvrsugar]

you asked for requests and you shall recieve my baby!

i’m obsessed with the idea of ethan x popular!bimbo! reader. she’s always dressed to the nines, loves pink, smells so sweet and he’s just so obsessed with her

a/n: omg!!! yesyesyes, Ethan would sooooo freak out with a bimbo r!! and also ty so much, saved my life T-T

Ethan Landry and his pretty bimbo girlfriend!

Ethan never truly understood what he did to deserve you.

Seriously, he just didn't get it.

He was only a nerd, a geek obsessed with horror movies, a mundane overshadowed guy — if you don't count the massive killing he does at night — he's just a normal person, some would even say boring.

And you... you're everything. You're popular, always circled by a big group of friends, always wearing pretty pink little outfits, always wearing large heels that sometimes get you taller than him, and honestly, he doesn't mind it, he stands proudly next to you when you're walking with him, likes it when your hair flies all over his face and he can scent the mix of sweets you put on as perfume today, likes to identify if you're wearing strawberry or passionfruit - but sometimes, he can tell which one by your outfits.

Plus, he's a good boyfriend, he doesn't think he's all that but you always tell him so when honestly he's just doing the bare minimum to keep a girl like you. He holds your hair out of the way when you're eating so it doesn't get stuck in your gloss, he holds your hand when going up the stairs so you don't fall, he makes sure your makeup is removed after you've had too many drinks so you don't complain the next day, and truthfully, he likes this lifestyle.

How couldn't he? He's obsessed with you.

Obsessed with the cheerful smiles, the pink lipstick stains on his neck, the way you laugh, the way you bounce on him and make his eyes roll back like he's the best dick you've ever had, the way you leave rings of lipstick on the base of his cock, the way you kiss him in front of everyone just to make him blush.

But especially, he likes it when you're a brat, when you cry and shout and act pissed at him, just for the pleasure of pinning you on those sheets, pulling your hair and give you what you've been wanting all day.

"If — if you wanted dick, y´could´ve said so," he grinds into you slowly, the same loving way he shows you affection off bed. "No need to be a bitch." he grunts, pace quickening as he shoves your head down on the sheets.

"I'll always give you what you need, hm?"

And sometimes, he even believes he's a good boyfriend.

[lizsstory]

”I had econ!”

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ethan landry x reader

warnings: smut, oral (f! receiving), fingering, p in v, 18+ but yk i cant control what you read cuz i aint your ma 🤷🏻‍♀️

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“where were you?! you disappear and my sister almost gets killed!” chad pulled ethan by the jacket and slammed him against a nearby vehicle

“i had econ!” ethan shouted as chad battered him with accusations of hurting his sister mindy.

ethans mind floods with flashbacks from earlier-

y/n tugged at ethans shirt as she deepened their kiss, desperate to get him to shed the item of clothing. he separated himself from her to pull his t-shirt off. he reconnected the kiss and picked her up. he toyed with the hem of her shorts while walking them towards his bedroom

he sat her on the bed and sat on his knees, not breaking the kiss. their tongues fought, sliding against the others lips to find entry. he pulled away to speak, “can i take these off?” he asked looking up at you through his eyebrows, waiting for approval while searching your face for any sign of unwanting. “fuck, please, yes.” you breathed out while nodding your head. 

he pulled them off along with your underwear. he kissed the insides of your thighs, slowly inching closer to the wetness pooling between your legs. he reached your clit and attached his lips as he began to suck. he slid his fingers up and down in between your folds before slipping a finger in and began pumping. this action drew a moan from your throat. he took this as a sign to add another and speed up. he pumped faster and just as he felt you getting closer and squeezing his fingers, he pulled them out. you let out a sad whimper and cocked your head to the side. “why’d you stop?” you asked. “want you to cum on my cock, pretty girl.” he said as he began to unbutton his jeans. he pulled his boxers down to his knees and ran his pink tip that was leaking precum through your wet folds. he slowly inserted his dick into you, planting a hand onto your thigh to steady himself. he groaned loudly as he bottomed out. he began thrusting into you at a fast pace, not giving you time to adjust. you moaned out in pain and pleasure as he sped up. he was now pumping into you at an unimaginable speed. he ran his big hands over your breasts, playing with your nipples with his thumbs as he did so. you were letting out loud moans and you were sure the neighboring dorms could hear you, but right now you didnt care. he guided his hands down to your hips and began slamming his hips into yours as he felt himself inch closer to release. this made you to tip over the egde and release, the knot snapping in your stomach. your cum dripped down ethans cock as he continued to pound into you. the feeling of your tight cunt squeezing him so good and the sounds of your moans in his ear made him release inside of you, the hot liquid pooling and dripping out as he pulled himself out. he leaned down to kiss you— 

“ethan!” chad shouted, pulling him out of his trance. “yeah, yeah sorry, uh zoned out there. you can ask y/n, she was sitting with me and helping me take lecture notes.” he said. fuck, he couldn’t wait for your class to end and see you at his dorm later.

[cheydlerarts]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! 🎃🔪👻 here's some ghostface TobyChevJack 🖤

[v-is-for-vore]

🩸Jeff the Killer🩸

- wanted to redesign Jeff. Always saw him as a child (13 years old) that was failed by his family due to his mental health, then snapped and became what he is now.

[kurokrisps]

Do you wanna be the final girl?

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I'd wanted to add in a picture of Slasher Jack next to it but I've yet to actually design it and plus drawing on my phone is seriously a bitch.

Textless version under the cut:

[elfqueen006]

Running Red

A drabble for @themeatpit37's Slasher!Jack AU ft. my OC May-Rose and "Selene," my name for human Moonpie. Basically, it's a chase scene and I hope I captured the maliciousness of the villainous Jack in this.

Wanted to draw something but summer classes and shit cutting in on my fun. Figured I could scribble this up while it was in my head between free time.

Tw: injury, implied/referenced cannibalism and gore, blood and violence, implied death of character offscreen.

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He fought like an animal. His head dips low and to the right, surveying her from all angles before taking a running start to pounce at her. May barely makes it out the way when she jumps to the side and scrambles back up, ignoring the throbbing in her left arm. It was still scratched up from his "claws" -- some kind of filed metallic material stuck to otherwise friendly, fluffy fur gloves.

Selene was hiding like she told her. Where, she didn't know, but somehow, she felt that was the best case scenario. 'As long as Jack can't find her.' She thought.

Her thoughts were already mixed up out of focusing on survival and worry for her godchild. She didn't know how long this fight would last. She couldn't find a second of opportunity to look inside any of her ex's compartments for a gun. She recalled in college, Ian said something along the lines of hoping he'd never have to own a gun, and she mentally cursed him to his grave. If he owned a damn gun he wouldn't be dead now.

Then again, could a gun work on this... thing? Not even the chair could keep him down. What could a bullet do against supernatural evil?

Jack's big eyes looked back at her from behind his plastic lion mask. She thought they were a bright brown, but everytime his focus was her alone they were a blood red. He didn't have a problem getting on his feet, languidly rising from the floor to stalk towards her again.

"Oh, lioness," Jack purred, "You can't protect your cub forever."

Her voice impulsively lashed out, "What the hell do you want from her?"

He shrugged, "Lion's gotta eat. It's what we do . Especially when the prides getting a li-i-i-tle too big." he hopped forward a few steps in tune with his words. Mays lips rose in a snarl as she backed up. The masked man snickered, and her anger rose over fear at how easily he made their continued survival into a sick little game. Her protectiveness of Selene and hostility towards him didn't add caution but fueled his "lioness" image of her.

Something else then clicked for May -- Jack ...Joseph... whoever he was. Is not a man, nor some freak in a mask, but a caricature of his former self. Someone who's abandoned humanity and empathy for carnal desire. A mascot for terror and evil, one he assumed with glee.

May wasn't sure how she could win against something like this... but she had to try.

She turned and fucking ran. There was no direction she was going with other than away from the predator. The click of nails followed close behind. He was probably running after her on all fours - the freak.

Ian didn't have much in his living area, but whatever May could find, she threw. She threw a small alarm clock and missed. She threw a lamp that he took like a fucking pro. And in her growing frustration she took the wooden stand by the couch and swung it down with surprising force. He cried out as it hit him over his shoulder, making him stumble backward. May didn't wait for him to regain balance.

Reaching over for a glass trinket on Ian's TV shelf, she flung it toward him. It crashed into his chest and she grinned, truly vindicated when he made a pained "Augh! "

As she turned to run, Jack winced, running his hand over his broad chest. Some glass had been lodged in the skin. He clenched his teeth as he pulled it one out with his claws, then two, and three. There were some tinier shards that just couldn't be grasped, making his skin quiver in discomfort. Then his attention was drawn to the familiar and yet jarring red liquid blooming from the cuts on his skin. They came as little droplets before trickling down over the fabric of his shirt.

Experimentally, he swiped a thumb over the blood and tasted it fresh off the fabric... the same. And yet, different. How could he pin that? It was almost the same as touching yourself. You didn't know why it felt different with other people, it just did. And just like an orgasm, you know it's coming, but with others you don't know how. That was part of the fun for him. Finding out different ways to make them bleed. Every wound, every cut, every bruise would open and send him up a fountain of gushing red gold. His reward for playing a different strategy with each kill.

He knew he bled, but it was rare someone showed him how. It was exhilarating.

[kurokomics]

Kiss Me ❤️

[wyervan]

Idk if you're doing truck or treat stuff

However if you are

Trick or treat my dearest friend ?

TREAT!

If you dare…

also I’m officially extending halloween for another week. 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ yes yes i have that authority. i’ve gotten too many ween-themed asks today that i wanna doodle for.

[aceofhearts25]

Look at this stupid meme I found, I love it- 😭