#slashers headcanons

[angelbarelywrites]

♡ slashers scenarios | you’re almost a victim..

♡ fandoms; Halloween, Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2006), Black Christmas, Dead by Daylight, slashers (general)

♡ characters; Micheal Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Billy Lenz

♡ reader; gender neutral

♡ cw; very suggestive content

♡ note; i wasn’t sure how to word the title/concept of this one?? but essentially you’re almost a victim, but you’re a little to okay with it/something they do and it throws them off?? idk just read ‘em

also only 3 little meow meows in this one, i wrote most of this on break at work uwu

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Micheal Myers

> he’s been stalking you for months

> in his mind you’re the perfect victim

> clueless to his presence, adorable and vulnerable

> he’s drawing it out as long as he can

> but he’s practically twitching the night you come out onto your porch in your tight pajama shorts, relaxing with some tea

> he’s got you pinned to the wall before you can even scream

> he wants to savor this, so he keeps his knife tucked away and has a massive hand around your throat

> he doesn’t miss your breath catching

> and he takes a moment to watch your chest heaving, your cheeks all flushed

> but he’s not that easily impressed. could be the lighting. maybe you’re quick to panic.

> “…you’ve been watching me.”

> you knew?

> you knew, and you still played his game

> interesting. very interesting.

Thomas Hewitt

> Tommy boy is already giving you special treatment

> something is different about you

> he’s not sure what, you’re pretty, but he kills plenty of pretty people

> maybe something about the way you look up at him through your lashes?

> and you’re terrified now, but you weren’t scared of the initial sight of him..

> he doesn’t put you on a meat hook, instead rigging you somewhat kindly, your hands chained above your head but your bound feet on the ground

> whatever he decides on, he knows that you’re special. you deserve to be honored.

> he takes extra care in examining you, feeling you shiver as he grazes your exposed stomach - a side affect of your position, but a welcome sight

> he roughly grabs your face and pushes it left and right, pausing to rub your cheek with his thumb

> you would be a pretty face to wear

> he shoves two fingers into your mouth as he’s mentally measuring

> and he practically startles at the noise you make

> he’s never heard a sound like come from a victim- especially not his victims

> when he pushes a bit and you whimper around his fingers it confirms his suspicions. you’d given a choked moan at the initial intrusion

> he stares down at you, breathing heavily through his mask

> oh you were very special

Billy Lenz

> you were renting a spare room in the sorority house

> while you were good friends with the girls, you valued your alone time

> you quickly became Billy’s favorite to watch, mostly because you were always home

> when he calls he always tries to time it so you pick up

> but usually the girls downstairs still answer- you’re never expecting calls so why bother?

> this evening however, he’s lucky- there’s an on campus event and you’re home completely alone

> you answer on the second ring and he’s delighted, immediately babbling profanities and filthy threats

> “gonna fuck that pretty piggy c—“

> to his surprise you giggle at him

> not a nervous sound, but genuine giggling

> before he can snap, or really even process you laughing at him, you stop him

> “yknow if you want phone sex, you can just ask nicely mister”

> he hangs up in a panic

> that was certainly the last thing he expected

> but now he’s beyond fixated on you

> he barely sleeps just to peep through your wall

> and it’s just about time he paid you a real visit

[arsenic-catnep]

holy shit I had no idea you wrote for slashers!! that's so cool! do you have any headcanons about how the Sinclair brothers or Brahms would react to a reader who gets flustered/horny from fighting? bonus points for pinning the reader against a wall! By the way, you seem like the literal coolest!

Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair and Brahms Heelshire reacting to their SO getting horny from a fight

GN! Reader

Bo Sinclair

It's basically foreplay for him anyway. He'll pick a fight and start an argument over nothing.

Bo enjoys how heated his lover gets when they argue back, brows furrowed in anger, voice raised and heat radiating off of them.

It isn't long before Bo has them pinned to the nearest surface, easily overpowering them. Loving how they squirm beneath him.

His hips pressed to theirs, he'd roll them just so they could feel how hard he was.

"Now now sugar, there's no need to be mad. Why don't we fuck and make up?"

Vincent Sinclair

He hates arguing and fighting. He'd rather sit and talk things through, or sign in his case.

If his lover got especially riled up and began yelling, he'd just go over and hold them. Keeping a firm grip even if they struggle.

Though, as he feels how warm they are and how quickly they move to grab at his shirt, he understands what they want and why they pitched a fit.

"My darling, if you want me to hold you down and fuck you, all you need to do is ask"

Lester Sinclair

He loves to play fight. Finds any excuse to push his lover down and wrestle them to the floor, or bed.

Of course, his main goal is to be a pervert. Feeling his darling rub and grind against him as they struggle. But he has fun with it even if it doesn't end in sex.

Lester loves to hear them giggle and squeal as he forces kisses on their face and neck.

"Shh, you'll wake everyone up! Stay still I wanna make you feel good, baby."

Brahms Heelshire

He is the definition of "brat" and likes to push his lovers buttons.

Brahms enjoys seeing how far he can go with his fits before they're grabbing his jaw and giving him a stern talking to.

He knows they enjoy it too, just by the way they touch him and feel him up. Sometimes even go as far as spanking him before making him give them pleasure.

"Please, I'll be good for you. I promise, just let me cum."

[lussiane333]

Haiiii I fucking love ur fics and I was so happy when I found out u wrote for Otis Driftwood and I was wondering if you could write smut hcs for him :3

Hello! So sorry for the long wait, but here it is!

Otis Driftwood headcanons:

Warnings: NSFW, gore, mentions of killing, and more.

He loves blood, especially the one from his, maybe y'alls victims, but he also wouldn't hesitate to make you bleed.

He just loves to get messy.

Carving symbols into you, his initials, licking the blood after.

This fucker won't take it easy with you...

You would always, a l w a y s, have his mark on you. Whether it would be bite marks, bruises, or some other wounds.

Now, he definitely is a performer, and would love to ...demonstrate with you, for others.

Imagine him putting on the skinned face of someone, and fucking you from behind, in front of the relatives, friends or a partner of the victim, while you're holding eye contact with them.

He would taunt you, murmuring filth into your ear, asking, if you're enjoying this more now, degrade you. Oh what a slut you are.

He enjoys witnessing the fright and dread in others, particularly when he is responsible for it.

And now that he has you, he wants from you to get used to it.

He'd be really into it, if you were even more messed up than he is.

Give. Him. Ideas!

But, you're being mouthy with him? Oh you want to argue?

Mhm, he makes sure to use that mouth to a good use.

Slapping his dick on your face, choking you on it the next minute.

Talk now, if you can...

Angry fucking with him is a must.

He loves it. Loves to destroy you, especially after an argument or a fight..

Someone makes him angry? Better prepare yourself for a hard, nasty session.

Now, he is a brute. But god forbid someone else harming you.

Definitely would decapitate them, and use the head as a decoration.

If not worse...

Isn't it wild how the twisted things ends up being what you crave the most?

[darkromanceenthusiast]

hi, darling! id like to request fem!reader giving bo a blowjob. hope youre doing well, take care of yourself!! <3

Pairing: Bo Sinclair x reader

Smut blurb

Contains: oral (m receiving), cock worship, praise, surprisingly fluffy, I hope this is good I just saw the request and started writing.

“What’re you doin’ down there?” Bo asks, his eyes glinting in the light as you settled between his legs on the carpet. He had a beer in his right hand and had been watching some rerun of something you didn't care about on the tv. Vincent was down in his basement and Lester was off probably doing god knows what to that pit of his, so you had Bo to yourself for the moment.

“Just thought since we had a moment alone, maybe I could show you some appreciation.” you mumbled as your fingers moved to the button of his jeans, he smirked widely and instantly sat his beer to the side, moving to help you. He was already starting to get hard from the thought of your pretty lips around his dick, those pretty eyes of yours staring up at him as he makes you gag on it.

“Fuckin’ hell, babe, you already got my mind wanderin’” he groans out as he lifts his hips and helps you slip his jeans down, his hand instinctively comes to stroke his length, staring you down as he did.

“You gonna beg me like the slut you are?” that shit-eating grin on his face tells you he’s more than just enjoying it.

“Please, Bo, let me suck your dick?” you try and he shakes his head, cocking a brow.

“Pretty, pretty, please Bo? I really, really wanna suck you off… make you feel good… please?” you try and he tilts his head as if considering it.

“I reckon you're far too clothed to deserve it.” he says, his eyes trained on the swell of your breasts under your shirt, you feel your face flush with heat and you hook your fingers under the hem, tugging it over your head, freeing your breasts.

“Please?” you whisper and he nods leaning forward, his hand comes out and grips the hair at the base of your neck, pulling your head back as he presses a passionate kiss against your lips.

“Go on, Baby… you've earned it.” he says, pressing another chaste peck to your lips before sitting back, his arms come to rest on the back of the couch, his legs spread, and dick standing proudly erect. Its a fucking erotic sight. He looks so effortlessly, so simply attractive.

You lean forward on your knees and press soft kisses up his length, admiring the way it twitches and pulses from your attention, before you take him in your mouth causing him to let out a small hiss.

You swirled your tongue around the swollen tip of his dick, before you bob your head to take more of him with your tongue flat against the prominent vein on the underside. His hand finds your hair, tangling in it as his head falls back against the couch, his hat falling off and landing on the floor behind the couch.

“Fuck, you're so good at that.” he groans out, his hand gently gripping your hair and attempting to guide you at a slightly faster pace, you allow your jaw to go slack and focus on breathing through your nose as you allow him to use your mouth, you occasionally wiggle your tongue around him or hum.

After a while you can feel his thighs tensing and you bring a hand up to gently fondle his balls, to which he lets out deep groan.

“Keep that up and I'm gonna cum in this pretty mouth of yours.” Bo practically whines, your eyes meet his and he sucks a sharp breath through his teeth and closes his eyes.

“You look too pretty like that, fuck, I can't look at you or I’ll bust.” he says, you push yourself further up and try to relax your throat, you carefully bob your head a few more times before youre able to deep throat him.

“Jesus, I’m cumming.” he moans, pressing your head down, your nose touches his happy trail and you feel the salty, thick liquid coat your tongue. You pull back coughing and gagging and he sits dazed for a moment. When you're both finally composed he smirks at you.

“I’m gonna eat you out so good tonight, princess.” he says, leaning forward and pulling you into another kiss.

[cherryskyies]

A Fight with Bo

I can't believe it has been ten months since I have posted, but here I am! Hopefully it is decent, college has been eating me alive. Was supposed to be a one-shot, but it is too short, so it is hdcs. Plan to expand on it later and post another with the rest of the slashers. Warning: Foul language, reader is female, but it can be read as GN. Masterlist || Navigation || aO3

Your hand falls through your hair, pinky finger catching on a knot. The nervousness surrounding the situation makes you hesitant to speak. “I feel like I'm giving too much of myself to you, Bo,” the words flow out before you can stop them, but it is the truth. “My innocence, my morals… You’ve ruined me, Bo, you know that right?”  

The words sting as you say them, the realization that you will never live a normal life with the amount of blood staining your hands hits like a ton of bricks, but Bo does not bother to look up from the car in front of him, eyes inspecting a cracked coolant hose. “I didn’t ruin you darlin,’ you did that all on your own; I don’t need no credit.” he mocks, finally making eye-contact, “Can’t blame me for the lives you’ve taken.”  

You feel anger rise within you, the betrayal of his words sinking in. “Hard not to when you’re the one that made me do it. I never wanted to kill,” you pause, eyes searching his face for an ounce of empathy. “— even Lester knows this. Says a lot about the ‘love’ you have for me when you don’t even listen to me!” You spit, feeling as if Bo is the worst thing that has ever happened to you. “I hate you,” and you swear you have never been more honest. 

Bo slams his fist against the side of the car before angrily pointing a finger in your face, spit flying with every word he says, “Then leave,” he seethes, face contorted in anger. “Leave and never come back to this fucking town!” and he swears he has never told a bigger lie; he does not want you to leave, but his anger is its own animal, and it consumes him whole. “Never want to see your ungrateful ass again,” he adds, much quieter as the weight of the situation settles on his shoulders. 

You pause at his outburst; all your fights were never this bad. If your mother had raised you any weaker, you would have begged for forgiveness right then and there, but neither of you dared to back down. “I don’t know how or why all of this love turned to anger, but I do know that you are a nasty man, Bo.” 

You will leave, he will not follow. Bo will be damned if he is going to chase you and beg you to stay — even though he really wants to.

He simply cannot help it. Bo is not the kind of man that can apologize, at least not right away. Guilt will follow him, but he will convince himself he was in the right.

In the end, life will go on and your picture will remain on his night stand. You will never see each other again.

[vikkirosko]

Could you do the Sinclair brothers with a goth/emo reader that seems really mean but is actually a huge ray of sunshine

Headcanons A ray of sunshine

🧢 Bo Sinclair x Reader 🧰

Ambrose had almost no residents. Just the three Sinclair brothers and you. You stood out from the image of a quiet and peaceful southern city. You were wearing dark clothes and dark makeup all the time. Every tourist who saw you could safely say that you seemed to be superfluous in this city, but Bo had a different opinion. For him, your presence was perfect, because you were together and he didn't want you to leave him

Those who didn't know you at all might decide that you were gloomy, withdrawn, and even intimidating. However, despite your gloomy appearance, you were completely different. You were probably the kindest and brightest person Bo knew. You were like a living ray of sunshine that illuminated his life. Next to you, he wanted to be at least a little better, even though he knew that you loved him for who he was, accepting his flaws and even the fact that he killed people

Sometimes Bo thought you were opposites. He attracted people's attention with his appearance, but his character did not match his appearance. At the same time, you could alienate others with your appearance, but you were so kind and sweet. Bo didn't want to admit it, but sometimes he was even glad that tourists were in no hurry to communicate with you, because then he would really be cruel because of his jealousy

Sometimes Bo thought you should have run away from Ambrose a long time ago. You were too good for him. He would understand if you ever ran away. Of course, Bo would be furious, but he would be able to understand why you left. But you stayed by his side. You continued to illuminate his life no matter what

🕯Vincent Sinclair x Reader 🎨

Vincent was someone who usually didn't go out in public. He stayed in his workshop when there were tourists and even when there were no strangers in the city, he remained in the shadows. You were the only one who often kept him company. You and Vincent were dating and that's why you stayed in town despite what was going on there. When there were strangers in the city, you looked after the museum and no one would even think of anything else. Tourists basically tried to avoid you because of your gloomy style

You always wore mostly black clothes and dark makeup. Because of this, the others got the impression that you yourself were gloomy, withdrawn and uncommunicative. However, Vincent knew that you were completely different. You were kind, sociable. It was like you were a sunbeam, warming others with your warmth

Vincent liked the fact that you kept him company in the workshop. You couldn't help him create wax sculptures, but you could just keep him company. He hoped that you would be safer in the workshop than if you were in their house or just in the city. The last thing he wanted was for some tourist to hurt you

Vincent was glad that no matter what, you stayed by his side. You didn't support him making wax sculptures out of people, but you didn't stop him. You didn't want to lose Vincent, and he didn't want to break up with you

🐕 Lester Sinclair x Reader 🛻

You and Lester have always been on the sidelines of the murders that his brothers committed. He didn't want you to get involved in this, so you mostly kept him company when he was driving. Usually, when tourists saw you, they were in no hurry to communicate with you. Lester repelled them with his rustic appearance, and you with your style

You wore dark colored clothes and dark makeup. Lester liked your appearance and especially liked your character, which was very different from your appearance. You were kind and considerate towards him, even in spite of the reality in which you lived

Lester often called you a ray of sunshine. You shone even though your style didn't match your character. Lester loved that about you. He was warm and cozy next to you, despite what happened during the day. Even if he was tired or upset, he knew that he could always come to you and feel better

Lester was grateful to you for sharing such a life with him. He was sure that you could have had a completely different life, but you stayed with him anyway. He loved you and was grateful to you for everything you did for him

[small-sinclair]

Could you do any slashers of your choosing with a S/O that wants cats, a lot of cute kitty cats? Just wondering

Because I feel like it fits with these three the most: Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair

Slashers with a S/o that loves cats

Thomas Hewitt

Him liking cats makes since because he lives out in the country and his family used to have barn cats.

And he used to pet them when he was a kid and play with them.

So, when he sees you come home with a box full of kittens, his murdering heart melts.

He picks up a loud, screaming kitten and cradles it in his big arms, humming happily.

He plays with them when no one is looking, too. Like, he got a red lazier for them to play.

The orange kitten, Curtis, is the one that hangs out with Thomas. He sits on his shoulder like a bird and chirps happily while he butchers and works.

Vincent Sinclair

Yes, he has a dog.

Yes, he also wants a shit tone of cats.

He loves how they sit on his lap and make biscuits, purring loudly, and chirping. He loves it.

He doesn’t want them in his workplace in fear of them getting burned by wax.

If his s/o finds a pregnant cat and bring them back to Ambrose, he’ll make a comfortable nest and make sure the Mama Cat is okay through the whole thing.

Six cats are born, and one of them looks like Vincent: a white car with a black spot on the right side of his face.

You name it Lil Vin.

Lil Vin likes to play with Vincent’s shoe laces and with little paper balls. She’s a playful little thing.

Lester Sinclair

Let’s face it, he’s an animal lover!

When you bring him some little kittens and cats, let’s say 7, the man lays down on the floor with his arms open for the kittens the climb on him.

He stays still as he feels the paws over him, awing at a cat that’s curled next to him to sleep.

He’ll make sure they’re all chipped and fixed, too.

There’s a grey tiger cat that loves to be with him. He’s named it Owl because it fits.

Owl will chase mice and kill them, bring it back to him proudly. He goes with Lester on his rides and will eat out of the kill pit if no one is looking.

[stray-cat-with-internet-access]

✧*̥˚ Nails I think the slashers would like *̥˚✧

Nail inspo, basically

•Jason Voorhees

He enjoys nature so I see him beaming when he sees your hands like this

•Jesse Cromeans aka Chromeskull

I mean, of course he is going to love it

•Brahms Heelshire

Its simple but elegant, kinda remind him of his mom

•Asa Emory aka The Collector

Just imagine him letting scape a little smirk when he see your hands

•Michael Myers

He is a committed spooky boy, come on

•Harry Warden

His job is dirty one, he wants his s/o hands pristine and tidy

•Thomas Hewitt

Reminds him his job, its funny and cute

•Yautja

He is going to show you off to the others warriors

[iloveslasher]

Headcannons:

S/O commits suicide (Michael,Jason, Thomas & Bubba)

[adalwolfgang]

May I ask for headcannons of slashers (mostly Norman, Lester, and Nubbins) with a S/O who has a stutter?

Slashers with a s/o who stutters

Warnings: none I could really spot except fluff?

Credit to @cafekitsune for the banner(s)

Norman Bates 7/10

He won’t judge you for it. Mainly he judges himself, assuming you can’t talk comfortably around him but that’s why communication is a good thing when it a relationship right? Just remind him that it’s not exactly his fault and that you overall cannot help but to stutter or scramble your speech.

Lester Sinclair 8.7/10

He’ll tease you a lil’ bit but not a whole lot, especially if it makes you uncomfortable or you just don’t like his teasing. In some moments he might get frustrated when he can’t understand you and what you’re trying to say, but it’s the same with with his gibberish. If he ever does (rarely) snap at you, he quickly apologizes. He might even try and help you stutter less if possible.

Nubbins Sawyer 6.7/10

Again like the others, he doesn’t really care. Hell, sometimes he stutters too! Only thing “worse” about him is his teasing. Unlike Lester, his teasing won’t stop. He’ll tease the hell out of you for it. If you bark back, teasing about his stutter, he’ll just laugh along with you. (Internally he is embarrassed)

[angelbarelywrites]

♡ slashers scenarios | y’all accidentally adopt a kid

♡ fandoms; Halloween, Texas Chainsaw Massacre (original + 2006), Dead by Daylight, slashers (general)

♡ characters; Micheal Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer

♡ reader; gender neutral

♡cw; parenthood (?), mentions of violence

♡notes; i work with toddlers all day yet still somehow get baby fever- so here’s this i guess lol.

i can’t see Brahms as a dad so skipped out on him this time, Vincent is iffy too but we might come back to him

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Micheal Myers

> micheal never wanted to be a father before he met you

> he knows for a fact he has something terribly wrong with him

> and while it never bothered him…it was far too dangerous to pass on

> but the way you light up when little kids on the street wave to you

> how you talked about building a family when you got drunk and sappy

> and how soft and gentle you were holding your friend’s baby…

> he knew you’d be the perfect parent, good enough to balance any bullshit he was bring to the table

> so it’s maybe not a complete accident when he stalks into the house with a banged up stroller out front

> the baby is crying, his parents passed out from some shit they snorted in the living room

> it makes his job easier when he slits their throats, and he’s sure as hell not sympathetic

> not that he ever is

> he follows the cries upstairs- a tiny little boy is wailing in his crib

> but he stops and stares at Micheal, blue eyes wide as he looms in the door

> at first Micheal thinks the racket it going to start again and braces for the scream

> but the boy reaches for him eagerly instead, making grabby hands and squealing

> it takes a bit of snooping but Micheal finds some paperwork after he’s secured the child in a carrier

> Miles. The boy’s name is Miles, and he’s ten months old- just tiny for his age

> you think he’s fucking with you when he sets a baby carrier on your table that night

> “…that’s Miles.” He mutters and walks away

> you’re pissed but you can’t say you have anything but an urge to protect this tiny boy

> he has red hair, and light freckles and the sweetest disposition

> he’s perfect, surely Micheal wouldn’t just steal a child…not without good reason

> and you notice Micheal still lingering, watching you both

> you try not to smile

> “…well. Gonna help me find somewhere he can sleep or not?”

Thomas Hewitt

> when Charlie brings in the little girl, Luda Mae is beyond excited

> she had no idea the couple she’d sent down their road had a baby

> her dark curls and chubby legs and ruddy pink cheeks remind her so much of Thomas at that age too

> not too far off from one if she’s got it right

> she’s thinking selfishly, she’s always wanted a daughter

> but Thomas’ eyes go so wide when you both walk in

> he’s in awe of the tiny lil thing sleeping against his mama’s shoulder

> he won’t hold her, terrified of hurting her

> but you’re eager to take her for a bit and he gets real close, chin hooked on your shoulder so he can inspect her closely

> she’s all giggles as she touches his mask

> and you’re nearly in tears when she snuggles up against you

> “…yknow…i’ve been thinkin. i’m much closer to grandmama age than mama age now”

> you say yes before Luda can finish her ask - there was nothing you wanted more than a child with Thomas

> he’s hesitant, but he already adores her

> you have no way of knowing her name, so what you should call her is a bit of a hot topic for a few days

> Charlie wants to name her Charlotte because he’s a self centered bastard , and Luda Mae has about a thousand suggestions that come from baby books decades older than you

> but you let Thomas decide

> Audrey Mae Hewitt is what he chooses

> Audrey from a book he read

> Mae from his mama

> and it suits her perfectly

Bubba Sawyer

> “hey cook! look what i got!”

> Drayton about beats Choptop in the plate when he sees him carrying a toddler under his arm like a log

> but he’s kind of impressed such a scrawny dirtbag can carry a chunky kid like that

> the little boy is a healthy weight for two or so, with lil chipmunk cheeks that dimple when he grins

> and the cutest damn mullet you’ll ever see

> Drayton is getting too damn old for this, and there’s only one person he trusts even a minuscule amount in the house

> so he just. hands him to you when you walk into the front room

> “congratulations, it’s a boy”

> you’re confused but excited

> and a bit concerned with how he and Bubba will feel once the man gets home

> a kid is a big commitment- and a man that wears people’s faces can be scary

> but Bubba immediately squeals and beelines for the little one when he staggers in

> they both tilt their heads curiously before the boy tries to climb up his leg

> when he picks him up, the boy gives a huge belly laugh, kicking his legs

> you choose his name- politely declining your boyfriend’s brothers’ insistence on Lil Choppy or Drayton II

> Jedediah Junior sounds perfect to you - little JJ

[arsenic-catnep]

Pervert

B.L.

We all know Billy is a pervert. He's absolutely disgusting in the things he does and has no boundaries.

You're his, and he takes immense pleasure in being downright nasty with you. Here's just a small list of the things he's done without your knowledge.

He's cum in your body wash and face wash. Loves the idea of you rubbing his cum all over your face and body.

Jizzed in your panties while you were in the shower. You put them back on when you got out. Billy almost came in his pants when he saw it.

Loves hiding your things, making them appear like they've fallen under the table or bed. Love to see you on your hands and knees looking for something. Ass in the air, he has to keep himself from grabbing you and fucking you right there.

Rubbed his precum on the rim of your water glass when you left it unattended.

Has taken polaroids of you sleeping. Got confident and slipped your panties off to get a good shot of your cunt.

He jacks off to those photos and ruins them with his jizz.

Jerked off and shot his load all over your cunt before pulling your panties back up. You woke up and thought you had a wet dream.

Has spit and jizzed in your food before.

[im-his-druidess]

Listen ok this might be a bit weird lol but omg

Thomas and any other slashers you'd like to write for this with a reader who has an oral fixation. And this doesn't even have to be sexual. Slasher notices that she's almost always nibbling, biting, sucking her fingers, jewelry, etc.

Are the slashers curious? Do they want her to suck on their fingers? Are they worried about the cleanliness? I've always had this little idea in the back of my mind lol

Definitely an interesting thought...

Bo Sinclair

His mind would immediately be in the gutter. He would catch on pretty quick and would gladly offer his...services. Would find great enjoyment in just watching you mouth at whatever is closest to you. Finds it erotic and slightly endearing (Although he would never admit that part out loud...unless it's to tease you)

Vincent Sinclair

Would be more curious than Bo, but his mind would also eventually go to what else he could put in your mouth. (I fully believe he is a touch-starved sex fiend and nothing will change my mind) Would spend more time staring at you as you nibble/suck/chew on whatever you find and he more than likely has a few sketches of you doing so.

Michael Myers

Doesn't seem to care, but some items he will rip out of your mouth because he deems it "unsafe". Will absolutely randomly shove his fingers inside your mouth curiously before getting riled up and shoving you to your knees while pawing at his pants.

Otis Driftwood

Absolutely makes fun of you. Calls you names, some are pretty creative, before offering to give you something to keep your mouth busy. Anytime he sees you start to nibble or suck on random things he's immediately palming himself through his pants and dragging you closer. Is perhaps trying to condition you to seek him out when you want something in your mouth.

Luigi Largo

Secretly finds it endearing, but will gut anybody who hears him say it. Will buy you whatever fidget toys you want, numerous necklaces that you can safely put in your mouth, and will threaten Pavi when he starts making lewd comments. Although it does give him some ideas...

Thomas Hewitt

Is transfixed almost immediately by this habit of yours. Will poke at your lips or cheek when you spend a while gnawing on something, prompting you to give your mouth a break, and he will make all sorts of racket and threatening rumbles if Hoyt (or anyone else) says something inappropriate. Will awkwardly but earnestly massage your jaw if you complain about it being sore. Just finds it fascinating.

Brahms Heelshire

Is curious about your habit and will even try to chastise you for putting random things in your mouth. Chewing on your necklaces isn't "ladylike" and he will pout about it before you explain to him that it's something you really can't control. He then will start finding random things to gift you that you could use instead and will stare at you the entire time. Mind definitely goes to the gutter and he will eventually start shoving his fingers in your mouth hopefully.

Jason Voorhees

Is at a loss on what to do or act. Will snatch things away from you if he thinks it's dangerous or dirty, will stare at you for an almost uncomfortable amount of time, but will ultimately try to find things for you to keep you distracted that he deems "safe". His mind does go into the gutter but he won't act on his urges out of shame or embarrassment. Will bring you items from his victims to see if it's something that will help you. Will pat your head or nudge your shoulder if he finds you doing it without thought.

[ghostgirl101]

Can I get head cannons for Jason Voorhees, Candyman, Bubba Sawyer and Billy Lenz giving their s/o a hug and their S/o just starts crying because they’ve never really gotten physical affection before? Thank you <3

^ Prompt Headcanons; The Slashers ^

A/N: Sure, I haven't written for many slashers yet 🙃 enjoy reading, and thanks for the request.

Jason Vorhees:

💧• Jason totally understands why you're crying once you tell him, though when he tries to hug you and you start crying, he'll jump off you, thinking he went too far or you're hurt.

💧• But once you let him know that's it not that, you just aren't used to such a protective love that he shows you, he's probably crying behind his mask too. Deep down, he's a softie who loves his mother and you, and since his mother was the only person who really ever loved him before you, he gets it.

💧• It won't stop him from hugging you though, because now you've been introduced to love and affection, you need to get used to it, and he'll help with that 🥲

Bubba Sawyer:

🪚• Poor boy's gonna panic and go running for help because he assumes you're hurt or he's upset you somehow, and takes a lot of convincing and turning around and around to show that you're not hurt anywhere and that he did nothing wrong.

🪚• Once he understands that you're just not used to the affection and love, he's baffled, because how could nobody have given you a hug or shown you love before him?! It's impossible!

🪚• If you're sure you're okay with it, he'll give you loads more bear hugs and love from now on, but it hurts him to see you cry, and he'll do anything to stop it 🥺

Candyman:

🐝• A complete gentleman that immediately gets off you, thinking he's pushed a boundary. When you shake your head and tell him that's not it, he'll think that maybe you're hurt? Wait, you're hurt?! Who hurt you??

🐝• He might feel like crying a bit when you tell him that you're not upset, but this whole feeling is completely new to you and you've never had it before. And is also in utter disbelief in the fact that you, you, have never had anyone love you like this? Not even close?? How?!

🐝• Needless to say, it only encourages him to be more doting and loving on you, because you deserve it. I believe that he's such a gentle and protective partner, and if affection is what you've been deprived of, it's what you'll get.

BILLY LENZ:

🎄• Boy's so confused at first, and might panic a bit. Why are you crying? What's happening? It might drive him a bit mad, so you'll need to calm him down and explain in very simple terms that they're happy tears, and you just aren't used to the extremely suffocating affection he gives you.

🎄• Once Billy understands, he'll hug you tighter and coo at you, thinking it's cute. Prepare for the weird and random baby names and grabby hands squeezing whatever flesh he can get his hands on.

🎄• Cus, I mean, this is Billy, so the cuteness will only last so long before he's rubbing up against you 🙄

[darkromanceenthusiast]

Here's the link for all my horny fuckers

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Bo Sinclair x reader

Word count: 600

This is probably shitty ngl not proofread or nuffin but it’s all i got this writers block is out of control.

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Your eyes glance over the familiar scenery, nothing has changed on the outside, but you’re sure their wax collection has grown.

The whole drive to Ambrose you were worried they may have left, more specifically he had left, but one look around told you the three of them were still here — the fresh tire tracks leading to Bo’s old truck giving it away.

It’s an odd feeling you notice, standing so uncomfortably in the place you once called home so confidently.

His voice comes out of nowhere, direct and full of shock. “What are you doin’ here?” he asks, standing a foot behind you with a look of desiderium — not that you notice when you turn to face him. “You swore you’d never come back.” he reminds, sounding more stern.

You feel foolish in your response as regret begins to pool in your chest. “Came to see old friends.”

It sounds silly now that you’ve said it out loud and you can’t help but to step back in response to Bo’s rapid strides. “You didn’t bring the police on over with ya? If you did I swear“ he threatens, finger pointed in your face as his eyes bore into your own. “Tell me right now woman!”

You stumble over your words, this isn’t the Bo you know; or should say knew, reminding yourself you don’t know him anymore. “I didn’t — I swear I’d never do something like that.” you respond, hands shaking. But you can see he is still on edge, seemingly no trust in you or your words.

Bo steps back with a grunt, his voice much rougher when he speaks. “Guess time will tell.” but the look of pure hate doesn’t leave his eyes and it makes you uncomfortable; all of this anger was once love and the man standing before you is a stranger you knew so well.

“Would it be better if I left?” you ask, wondering why you showed up at all. “I didn’t think this through.”

He sighs, running his hands through his hair. “You never really do,” he responds, voice calmer as he watches your face heat up. “I’m sure Lester and Vincent would love to see you.” he adds, gesturing to you to follow him towards the house.

The house has remained a picture perfect copy of the last time you saw it which you found cute but unsurprising. None of the boys liked change. “They wouldn’t admit it to me, but I know they’ve missed you.” and in a way it feels as though he is admitting he missed you too and he curses himself for being so open with you. “It’s been quiet.”

You smile, moving from the entry towards the worn couch. “Not much has changed” you note, eyes landing on a polaroid picture sitting on the coffee table. The four of you were standing in it smiling, your arms around Bo’s waist. “I shouldn’t have come” you mutter apologetically, eyes tearing away from the photo and to the man in front of you.

But he’s glad to see you and he knows the others would be as well; he’d never admit that though. “You’re right,” he agrees, words betraying thoughts. “But you can leave tomorrow, you can’t drive in the dark.”

Bo remembers the two times he ever let you drive at night and neither ended well — one truck later he swore to never let you drive in the dark again.

You’re hesitant to accept his offer, nervous for what it would mean. “I’ll be fine, I’ve gotten better y’know.” It’s a lie and he doesn’t need to know that, but somehow he sees right through you and snorts at the slim possibility.

“Like I said,” he begins, eyes locking on to your own, “You can leave tomorrow.” and you nod.