#tiffany valentine x s/o

[loveandmurders]

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

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

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

Reader is a divinity and doesn't have any gender

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

(The Jason one is my fav one)

Tiffany Valentine

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Michael Myers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Your beast.

Jason Voorhees

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

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

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

He was perfect to you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[blackenedsnow]

art the clown, jason voorhees, thomas hewitt, tiffany valentine and otis driftwood with a goth s/o? :D

slashers with a goth s/o ; headcanons

WARNING:

PAIRING: Art the Clown x Goth! Reader, Jason Voorhees x Goth! Reader, Thomas Hewitt x Goth! Reader, Tiffany Valentine x Goth! Reader, Otis Driftwood x Goth! Reader

NOTE: I love this so much!! As a goth, this was so much fun to write AAHH!! Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did :D

ART THE CLOWN

Art is non-verbal, but he’s an excellent mimic.

He’ll listen to music with you and try to “dance along” in his creepy, mime-like way.

Bauhaus? Siouxsie? Whatever. He’s all in.

Art adores your aesthetic.

He’s already a fan of theatrics and over-the-top looks, so he sees your style as an extension of his own love for the dramatic.

If anyone mocks your look, they won’t live to regret it.

Art sees your style as sacred, and he’ll take special care to make sure the offender’s end is particularly theatrical.

He loves how you’re both “outsiders,”

Your style reminds him of the things he loves! Dead things.

But unlike his usual grim interests, you’re warm, alive, and you notice him.

That fascinates him endlessly.

JASON VOORHEES

Jason is shy and hesitant at first.

Your aesthetic catches him off guard—he doesn’t meet many people, let alone anyone with such a striking style.

But once he warms up, he loves it.

The music you play around him, especially softer tracks, is incredibly soothing to his mind.

Bands like The Cure become his favorite.

Pamela is… skeptical of you at first.

She's worried your dark aesthetic would be a bad influence on her boy.

But after seeing how kind and patient you are with Jason, she approved. (You also keep her son calm, so she can’t argue with the results.)

Jason is protective to an extreme degree.

If anyone dares to insult you or your style, he’ll make sure they never bother you again.

Let’s just say Camp Crystal Lake has one more “missing camper.”

He loves sitting quietly with you, watching you do your makeup or put together an outfit.

He doesn’t understand it fully but finds it fascinating and comforting to watch.

THOMAS HEWITT

Thomas was unsure about you at first.

Your style stood out so much in the rural Texas environment, and it took him a while to understand it.

But once he did, he couldn’t get enough of how unique and beautiful you were.

His family, on the other hand, was… less accepting.

Hoyt made plenty of snide comments at first, and Luda Mae worried about how “different” you seemed.

But after they saw how happy you made Thomas, their attitudes softened.

Thomas loves how confident you are in your look.

It inspires him, especially since he’s always struggled with his own appearance.

Your music is a huge comfort to him.

It helps drown out the chaos of his life.

He especially loves slower, atmospheric songs—anything that lets him close his eyes and relax after a long day.

TIFFANY VALENTINE

Tiffany's goth herself, so having a partner who shares her love of dark fashion and culture is a dream come true.

You two are the ultimate spooky power couple.

She’ll raid your wardrobe and lend you her own pieces.

Date nights often involve matching outfits!!

Tiffany doesn’t care what anyone thinks about your relationship or your style.

If someone dares to insult either of you, she’ll handle it—usually in a very violent, very Tiff way.

She’s incredibly affectionate and constantly showers you with compliments.

She loves how unapologetically you express yourself and always reminds you that you’re stunning, no matter what anyone says.

OTIS DRIFTWOOD

Otis was initially surprised by your aesthetic but quickly grew to appreciate it.

He’s always been drawn to people who stand out.

The Firefly family, on the other hand, took some time to adjust.

Baby loved your look and immediately bonded with you over fashion tips.

While Mama is suspicious of your “big city ways.”

Otis doesn’t care—he likes what he likes.

He’ll mock you playfully at first, calling you things like “Dracula” or “Morticia,” but deep down, he admires how unapologetically you embrace who you are.

He’s the same way, after all.

Otis is fascinated by your music taste.

He doesn’t fully get it, but he respects it—especially when you introduce him to more aggressive goth or industrial tracks.

He’s a fan of She Wants Revenge after a while, even if he won’t admit it.

He loves your individuality and makes it very clear that anyone who disrespects you disrespects him, too.

[cami040405]

Hello there! Can you do slashers (anyone you choose) x s/o who is a Cheshire Cat. Likes to smile a lot and pull pranks on their partners.

SLASHERS WITH A S/O WHO IS A CHESHIRE CAT

Summary: Slashers with a S/O who has the personality of the Cheshire Cat, playful, smart and plays pranks on them.

Includes: Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Charles Lee Ray (Chucky), Tiffany Valentine, Carrie White & Pearl (SEPARATE)

A/N: I loved writing this request, it's such a fun and creative idea, I loved it. Thank you for sending this request and for supporting me in writing.

Bo Sinclair

From the first second he saw you, Bo knew you were trouble. The kind of trouble that dances through broken glass and still has the audacity to smile as if you were innocence incarnate.

And he hates that.

He hates how you appear out of nowhere, with that crooked little smile, your eyes always shining with an inside joke. How you tilt your head, weaving ambiguous words, making sure to make Bo suspicious of everything you say.

“Why are you smiling?”

“Why are you frowning, Little Bo?”

“Little Bo.” That nickname. That damn nickname you invented just to irritate him. And it works.

He yells at you at least three times a day. Sometimes, for nothing. “DID YOU HIDE MY LIGHTER AGAIN?!”

And you, lying on the couch, chewing a candy as if the world were a movie: “No. But it’s a good place to start looking.”

You’ve already swapped his toothpaste for glitter. You’ve written “LITTLE BO’S A SWEETHEART” in lipstick on the hood of his truck. You’ve put bunny socks on the tools in the workshop. And yet, you always escape with a little twerk and a smile.

Bo, of course, is a pain in the ass. Explosive. But he couldn’t send you away.

Deep down — deep down — he loves the way you challenge everything he thinks he knows about control. Bo grew up with the need to dominate everything around him. That’s how he deals with life: with strength, anger and silence. And then you come along… someone who can’t be tamed. Who laughs at the storm. Who faces him without fear. And that leaves Bo… obsessed. But also scared. Because you like him. You see that look full of hurt, that constant anger… and you still smile. As if you see beyond.

He never says he misses you, but when you disappear for a few hours, Bo becomes a restless animal. He paces from one side to the other, trying to hide it. And when you finally show up, hanging upside down from a random door frame, saying “Boy, did you miss me?”… he explodes.

“DO YOU WANT TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK, IS THAT IT?!” 

But he doesn’t leave. And you know it. Over time, the insults change tone. They become quieter, more charged with feeling.

“You’re a demon…” he grumbles, running his hand over his forehead, then holding your face with a certain brutality, but without hurting you.

“…but you’re my demon.”

Bo is made of anger and pain. You are made of enigmas and laughter. And, somehow, you complete each other. He anchors you, you challenge him. And in the rare moments when he kisses you—hard, urgent, his fingers tightening around your waist as if you’re going to disappear—you smile.

And he whispers against your lips: “You’re hell with a pretty smile. But I don’t want to go to heaven anyway.”

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Lester Sinclair

In the midst of carcasses, bones, tar and flies, Lester lives his life half dog, half tired. He is lonely by nature, half-wild animal, half-abandoned brat too much to expect any kind of affection. He was never the favorite. Not by anyone, not by anywhere. Until you show up.

Literally.

On a hot, muggy morning, with the sky low and the air smelling of recent death, Lester is in the woods, dragging an animal that no longer seems to belong to any species, when he hears a voice:

“Do you always treat the dead like this… or did they hitchhike?”

He jumps, startled. He looks back and there you are — standing on a fallen tree trunk, eyes shining like trouble beacons, a smile as sharp as a coyote’s. The way you speak is almost poetic, almost sarcastic, as if each sentence were half joke, half riddle.

He doesn’t understand. No one has ever spoken to him like that. No one appears out of nowhere just to laugh at him. And when he threatens to send you away with a curse word, you just disappear—as if you’ve been swallowed by the forest.

The first few days are a cycle of fright and fascination. You show up whenever you want. Sometimes you’re on the roof of his trailer, sometimes sitting on the wreckage of an old car, other times sleeping in the back of his truck wearing a cowboy hat you stole from him. And always smiling.

You tease Lester like you’re playing with a wolf cub: Take the matches out of his pocket and leave a plastic flower in their place, Turn the radio up to play children’s music at full volume, Paint Jonesy’s eyes with glitter.

He screams. He growls. He swears he’s going to leave you lost in the woods with vultures. But you just laugh. And deep down? He doesn’t want you to go.

Lester starts waiting for you. He won’t admit it, but life becomes lighter with your unpredictable presence. You see him. You see beyond the dirt, beyond the nicotine-stained teeth and the high-pitched laugh. You see Lester behind the trauma—the boy who never got enough love.

“You know you’re not trash, right?”

“Huh?”

“I like abandoned things. They have more stories. And you, Lester, are a whole book.”

He freezes. No one talks to him like that. No one says these things without mocking. But he means it. And then he smiles, as if to say: now deal with it.

On difficult days, when he feels rejected even by his own brothers, you show up with a blanket and an old radio. Turn on some soft music, rest your head on his shoulder, and just be there, existing. And for the first time in his life, Lester doesn’t have to explain himself. You understand.

“You could disappear whenever you wanted, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then why are you still here?”

“Because you still haven’t learned to smile like you deserve.”

And for the first time, he tries. He tries to smile back, half crookedly, half shakily. But you laugh as if it were the most beautiful thing in the world.

Love, for the two of you, is this: A noisy chaos in the middle of silence. A light touch between two broken existences. A mischief that ends in a hug.

Lester has never been one to have hope. But with you close by, smiling like a beautiful secret that only he understands... He begins to believe that maybe, just maybe, destiny hasn't forgotten about him completely.

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Charles Lee Ray (Chucky)

Charles Lee Ray has always seen himself as the master of chaos. A charismatic sadist, too smart to be caught and too sick to be ignored. Inside that cursed doll body, he carries the soul of a killer who laughs at his own madness — but even he, the infamous Chucky, never imagined that one day he would find himself disconcerted.

You appeared like a mirage in the midst of the massacre: with a feline smile plastered on your face, eyes that shone with mischief, and a way of moving as if the world were just a board game where you played for fun.

At the very first meeting, Chucky tried to scare you by pulling out a knife.

You smiled. “Wow, a sharp blade. I was starting to think you just looked like a stuffed toy.” 

He was so confused that he forgot to stab you. Since then, you have become like two demonic children in a bloody playground. You would change the buttons on his clothes into doll eyes, put glitter on the blades, and put on puppet shows imitating his outbursts.

“CHARLES!” you would say, in a high-pitched voice. “You destroyed the kitchen again, you adorable psychopath!”

He would yell: “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!” while laughing in the middle of his sentence.

But the scariest thing — and most attractive — was that, unlike anyone he had ever met, you were never intimidated. On the contrary: you would mock him even in his most intense moments. If he screamed, you would whisper with a little smile: “Does anyone need a hug, doll?”

If he murdered someone, you would clap your hands with ironic enthusiasm: “Bravo! Unique style! Reminds me of Van Gogh with a little knife!”

Chucky, used to manipulating and dominating, began to notice something strange: he liked being with you even when he wasn’t killing anyone. He loved your laugh. The way you hung from shelves, speaking in riddles. How you left cryptic messages written in lipstick on mirrors:

“You were good today, but I still doubt you have a soul…”

One day, after a failed (and hilarious) plan involving dynamite, ventriloquist dummies, and a kindergarten, Chucky exploded in anger.

“YOU’RE JUST DOING THIS TO DRIVE ME CRAZY!”

You tilted your head, that same smile etched on your lips. “But, Charles… you’re already crazy. I’m just here to decorate your insanity with glitter.”

He tried to fight. He tried to leave. But he couldn’t. Because, for the first time in his bloody existence, he found someone who didn’t want to change him. He just wanted to laugh with him. To play with the darkest parts of him—and find beauty in it. One night, as you watched the fire devour a failed hideout, the two of you sitting on a bench of burned dolls, he looked at you in silence.

And said, in an almost human tone:

“You’re a problem, doll.”

You smiled, that perfect curve of mystery.

“I’m your favorite problem.”

And Chucky? He laughed. Loudly, the way he only laughed when it was true. Because, at the end of the day, there is no better partner for a monster than another monster who knows how to smile while the world burns.

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Tiffany Valentine

Tiffany’s love was always noisy. Explosions. Gunshots. Screams. Muffled moans. Kisses that tasted like blood and cheap lipstick. She knew how to deal with chaos, but it was always the predictable chaos of a man who was no good.

So imagine her surprise when she met you.

You didn’t come into her life like a broken door, like Chucky. You appeared subtly—like a spiral of cigarette smoke. A crooked smile, a mocking comment, a presence that made no sense to be there... but that never seemed out of place.

She was sitting in a disgusting bar, trying to forget yet another fight with Chucky. Drinking something strong, staring into space. And then you appeared on the bench next to her, wearing a purple velvet shirt, boots dirty with dirt, and a mischievous glint in your eyes.

“You have the laugh of a woman who has already killed someone she loved.” - You said, your eyes shining.

“And you look like someone who doesn’t know when to shut up.” She laughed out loud. A genuine laugh, for the first time in a long time.

You disappeared soon after, without warning. And showed up three days later at her bedroom window with stolen flowers and a bag of melted chocolates.

Being with you was like sleeping with a fun, naughty ghost. You would appear out of nowhere, sometimes under the bed, sometimes in the mirror, sometimes in the shower (just to see her reaction).

You left letters in her pockets with inside jokes. You hid knives. You swapped her lipstick for neon paint. And worst of all: she loved every second of it.

“You’re a glitter nightmare,” she said one night, watching you dance barefoot around the living room to David Bowie.

“And you’re a goddess of the underworld with a heart of melted marshmallow.”

Tiffany felt something strange:

You made her feel… weightless. No one had ever done that. Not even before she died. But there was a problem:

You never stayed.

You disappeared. Without reason. Without explanation. Like a dream that evaporates when you wake up. She loved you. But she also wanted to strangle you with her own pantyhose.

The last straw was when you showed up talking to a waitress at the bar — and made her laugh. The same laugh that Tiff thought was only hers. At the same moment, she got up from her chair, threw her glass on the floor and pulled you by the collar of your jacket to the alley.

“Are you mine or are you everyone's, huh?!”

“I’m the one who laughs the loudest at my jokes...” - You said that with a naughty little smile.

And Tiffany slapped you.

Then kissed you.

And then she threw you against the wall, anger and desire burning in her eyes. - “If you make me feel small again, I swear I’ll rip your tongue out with my teeth.”

“Promise?” - You smiled.

“Idiot!”

“But I’m your idiot...?”

She didn’t answer. She just smiled. Finally, someone was up to her hurricane.

What Tiffany loved (and hated) most about you was that, even with all that mischievous and slippery way… you saw her. Not as a doll. Not as an accessory for Chucky. But as a woman who had dreams, pain, open wounds.

And you, with your soft words and your surgical sarcasm, said:

“You are more than the blood you spilled, Tiff. You're a badly written poem, but irresistible.”

Those words stayed with her. Like bite marks. Like memories of a love that was both comfort and torment.

Tiff knew that you would never belong to anyone. That your freedom was part of your charm. But even so… she wanted you. She loved you to the limit of love and madness. And sometimes, that was enough. Maybe you would disappear one day and never come back.

But until then, you were hers.

Through the blood, the glitter, the laughter, and the danger—you were hers. And that, to a woman like Tiffany, was more romantic than any fairytale happy ending.

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Carrie White

The first time Carrie saw you, with your sharp smile and cat-like eyes, was in the school hallway. You appear like smoke, leaning against the locker next to hers, even though she’s never seen you there before. Your uniform is a little disheveled, your eyes fixed on her as if you see much more than you should.

“You look like a storm about to dance.”

She blinks, startled. She runs away. And you just laugh—not mockingly, but as if you’ve just discovered a precious secret.

In the days that follow, you keep showing up. Never in the same place. Never in the same way. One day, you sit next to her in class and mutter riddles about cats, the sky, and flames. The next, you write sentences on the edges of her books in lilac pen:

“A flower that grows in concrete bleeds poetry. I saw you.”

Carrie, used to contempt, is confused. Suspicious. At first, she thinks it’s just another cruel joke. But there’s no mockery in your eyes. Only genuine curiosity. You follow her lightly, almost as if you were part of a dream. You touch her reality with curiosity and unexpected questions.

“If you could set the world on fire with a look… what would you leave intact?” She hesitates to answer.

You smile. “You can add me to the list. I like fire.”

You’re not afraid of her. When Carrie lets out a small flash of her powers—making a pencil explode during an anxiety attack—you just clap your hands and say:

“Brilliant. Quite a performance. Are you going to do it again, or was that just to impress me?”

Carrie, trembling, almost runs away. But you reach out her hand, as if her magic were a gift, not a curse. “You’re not a monster, Carrie. A monster is someone who tries to make a star hide.”

Over time, Carrie begins to wait for you. Even if she pretends not to see. Even if she runs when you provoke her. But when you disappear for a few days—no warning, no note, no riddles left in the lockers—something inside her tightens.

She misses your strange presence, your soft, mischievous voice, your smile that always seems to know more than it should. When you return, you appear on the bench next to her, as if you had never left.

“Did you miss me, little incandescent flower?”

Carrie lowers her head, blushing. “… maybe.”

You lean your shoulder against hers and whisper, “I missed you. Your absence has turned me gray.”

You help her rediscover beauty.

You take her out of school on sunny days, have clandestine picnics in cemeteries (“the dead are great listeners”), and teach her to laugh at little things: like running in the rain, dancing barefoot, or seeing shapes in clouds. You encourage Carrie to look in the mirror—not as penance, but as if she were looking at a living painting.

“Did you know your eyes have shades of dawn? It’s like the whole day is reflected in them.”

Carrie isn't used to compliments. Much less affection. But over time, she begins to blossom. She begins to defy her mother. She begins to look at herself with less fear. She begins to understand what she feels—for you, for the world, for herself—is not a sin. It's power.

And one day, in the middle of one of those afternoons where the sky seems suspended in time, she looks at you and asks:

“Do you… really like me? Or do you just want to see if you can break me like the others?”

You stop and smile—not mockingly, but tenderly. You touch her face carefully, like someone holding ancient and sacred glass.

“Carrie White… I like you like a fire likes the wind. You move me. You enchant me. And I never wanted to put out anything that burned so beautifully.”

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Pearl

Pearl first saw you in the middle of the cornfield. There was no sound, no wind, no crickets. Just the soft rustling of the leaves and that little smile at the corner of your mouth, curved like a waning moon. You were standing on a scarecrow, dressed in her father’s coat, balancing an apple on your head and an old straw hat.

When she appeared, surprised, you just tilted your head and said,

“I was wondering when you’d be home. The leaves tell me you have the loudest heart on the farm.”

Pearl frowned, but the blush quickly rose to her cheeks. You didn’t look real. Your smile was wide, but it never revealed everything. Your gaze was kind, but mocking. You walked as if the ground were made of clouds and spoke as if you were reading someone’s diary out loud, just to tease.

You showed up there almost every day after that. Sometimes naked among the chickens, saying you were “feeling the energy of the field.” Sometimes dancing in a veil that belonged to her mother, as if she were on stage at the Palace Follies. And Pearl... she laughed. She laughed, something she hadn't really done in so long.

But you also affected her. In a profound and disconcerting way.

You said things like:

“You know, Pearl... you're like a star that fell in the wrong place. So bright, so warm... but everyone here is too blind to see it.”

You saw in her what no one else could: hunger. Not for food or pleasure. But for recognition. For freedom. For applause.

And she began to love that. She began to love you. Or rather... she began to need you. But then the disappearances would come. You would disappear for hours. Sometimes days. You would come back smiling as if nothing had happened, with leaves in your hair and poetry on your tongue.

“I missed you,” she would say angrily.

“Good. Missing me is a sign that I’m working,” you’d say, with that same unbearably charming smile.

Pearl loved you. But you weren’t like her husband, or any person she’d ever seen. You didn’t obey. You didn’t settle. You didn’t fall into the role of devoted lover. You teased her, you challenged her, you made her laugh even at her own jealousy. You were a mirror that danced—never stopped.

And Pearl, oh, Pearl… she wanted to trap you.

She wanted to sew you to her heart.

“Stay with me,” she’d said once, in a desperate whisper, lying with her head in your lap.

“But I’m with you,” you said, tracing invisible lines across her freckles. “Whenever you smile, I appear. Whenever you dance, I exist.”

These words destroyed her. Because you were too real to ignore, but too intangible to possess. And Pearl… Pearl wanted the whole world at her feet. Deep down, she was afraid. Afraid that you would disappear like all the promises of Hollywood. So she convinced herself: if she couldn't have you, maybe she could mold you.

But you... you laughed even at that. "If you try to hold me back, love, you'll end up turning me into one of your pigs. And I'm much more fun alive."

Pearl was torn between adoration and frustration. Between love and impulse. But deep down, she knew: you were the only thing in that gray world that could paint it with colors — even if they were invented, false, fleeting colors.

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[ladypups]

Slasher’s reaction to their S/O being Goth🦇 || Slashers x fem! reader

꒰ ୨୧ Slashers include: Charles Lee Ray/Chucky, Tiffany Valentine, Freddy Krueger, Amanda Young

꒰ ୨୧ Warnings: hints of nsfw, no smut

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Charles Lee Ray/Chucky: He absolutely loves you being goth, I mean adores it. He loves your style and the way you dress, he just doesn’t fully admit it. He hints at it, but never fully says it. He loves how mysterious you are, but also how gentle you are. When you guys first started dating, he would stay at your apartment a lot to hide from the cops. When he saw your apartment for the first time, he was intrigued. You being goth resulted in more affection and persuasion. If you have piercings (especially on your face/lips) he loves to feel them when you two make out. If you have long nails, he loves when they claw into his skin.

Tiffany Valentine: Very similar to Chucky, she just admits that she likes you being goth. You two love to share clothes and she loves seeing you in her outfits. She loves when you wear chokers, especially ones with spikes. If you have an interest in dolls, she is attracted to you even more. She loves to put makeup on you, and she’s let you pierce her a couple times. When you two first started going on dates, instead of her picking you up, or the other way around, she’d love to prep you and do your hair. She shows her love to you through actions. She loves you so much I can’t even explain it.

Freddy Krueger: You were walking through the halls of the boiler room when you first met. He appeared behind you and took a liking to your appearance. He liked your messy hair in that ponytail, he liked your piercings, your smeared makeup you forgot to take off the night prior, he immediately found a liking to you. He couldn’t kill you. One of his knives played with the bottom hem of your crop top.(imagine you’re wearing a crop top with a skull on it, and skull pajama pants) When you two officially started dating, he would get you little things he know you liked. He would either put them in the room he made for the two of you, or let you take them to the real world.

Amanda Young: You might’ve fell first, but she fell 10x HARDER. She loves to make things for you, it’s her love language. She’s made traps named after you, she’s made gifts for you. When she first made the pig mask, she let you put makeup and piercings on it. Actually for the robe she used some of your old clothes and sewed them together to make the robe. She’s just so adorable. She loves feeling your piercings when you kiss/touch her. She’s just a little hopeless romantic.

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tysm for reading! This is my first real Drabble and I think it turned out really well! If anyone wants to suggest anything feel free too!

[crush-itis]

⊹︵♥﹕ crush-itis ．🎀 ﹒( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)

⤷ twst x gn!reader

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⋆୨୧˚. tags ： sfw, fluff, Valentine’s Day special, hcs

⋆୨୧˚. a/n ： Hi, guys! It took me so long to make the typographies! (It’s nf2u.) It turned out so cute! I hope you guys like it too ^ - ^ it was so fun making the logos, I’ll probably be planning to make more in the future for my tumblr posts! Hope you guys like the hcs too <3 bro, when I started writing the Octavinelle student’s hcs, I was getting so dizzy, and sick of writing, so I’m sorry if most of the hcs sound rushed, or inaccurate 😓😓

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Riddle Rosehearts

♥︎： He’s both excited, and stressed for this particular holiday. He’d ask Trey, and Chen’ya for advice, sending them pictures—in the gc—of the flowers in the bouquet display. He’s even stressing about what shade of colour for the lace he’ll wrap the bouquet with. He’s just meticulous, and careful when it comes to gift giving. Dawg, he’s even standing in the cardstock aisle for an hour, “eeny, meeny, miny, moeing” these two Valentine’s Day cards. He ended up making his own card for you, bedazzling the love letter with pretty, red stationery, and cursive fonts.

Trey Clover

♥︎： This is his time of the month. He baked five different flavoured cookies for you, twenty pieces of heart-shaped chocolates, three lunchbox cakes, six tarts… okay, he just has the particular talent for baking, and cooking. Bro, even your bouquet is edible, and it tastes really amazing. When he gives you that basket stashed with pastries, and a lovely card, he’ll insist on feeding you each one of the sweets. He’d even intentionally wipe the cake’s frosting onto the corner of your lips, so that he could lick it off or something. He’s so cheesy.

Cater Diamond

♥︎： He is amazing in crafting, bro. He will make you these satin lace, “everlasting flowers”, sprinkle them in glitter, wrap the bouquet with pretty packaging, AND spray your favourite fragrance on them. He’d also take a million selfies with you, then post them all in his Magicam. The captions are just him boasting of how cute, and adorable his s/o is.

Ace Trappola

♥︎： He’s working part-time for Mc Donalds which is actually really surprising for him because he’s lazy asf. But when he saved up to at least 200+ madols, he instantly quit. Okay, he only started working last week because he needed money to buy you Valentine's Day gifts. He bought you cheap chocolate bars, this expensive Pandora necklace that he used up almost all of his money with, this cheap perfume, these roses he secretly plucked off from the Heartslabyul garden, and stuffed them all into a birthday bag he recycled from 2017. Kiss him please, he really worked hard in McDonalds to get you gifts.

Deuce Spade

♥︎： “Mom, what did dad give you in Valentine’s Day when you were in high school?” Bro is asking his mom for advice. He also has enough pocket money he saved up to buy all sorts of nice things. He’s got you Ferrero Rocher chocolates, a nice bouquet of flowers, a Build-A-Bear stuffed animal, a card he made, and of course, he even took you out on a date in the boba restaurant nearby NRC. He is damn awkward, though.

Leona Kingscholar

♥︎： He went all out. Lil bro bought you Graff, Tiffany & Co, Prada… he literally took you out on a shopping date, giving you his black card for the day. He loves to spoil, and pamper his partner. Let him shower you with gifts, it’s one of his love languages apart from physical touch or something.

Ruggie Bucchi

♥︎： He is broke, but he is creative. He made this really cute pop up card for you, folded these sticky notes into paper flowers, and bro even went to the woods to make a wildflower bouquet for you, and it actually looks cute. He even went to give up his childhood stuffed animal for you—it’s a plush hyena with a cute felt crown on its head. He practically went all out for you, and for this sweet occasion.

Jack Howl

♥︎： He bought you a cactus instead of a bouquet, and wrapped the pot with a ribbon—he even took the time to learn how to embroider to embroider your name on it, bro. He also bought you this cozy cardigan, and the usual box of chocolates. He wants to make this day special between you two, so he took you out on a simple date to go watch the sunset.

Azul Ashengrotto

♥︎： He took you out on the lamest, but cutest date in Mostro Lounge. He even planned with the twins to make up a special menu for you—full of all your favourite foods. Then after your date to Mostro Lounge, he takes you to the ocean, under the sea. He rented this little submarine, and showed you all the sea creatures, informing you who is who, and which is which. It’s like a free aquarium date. He even plucked this cute pearl for you from this unwilling, water mussel.

Jade Leech

♥︎： He made you the cutest seashell necklace ever. It’s even beaded with these glowing jewels he apparently found under the sea. And, of course, he also bought you the usual Valentine’s Day gifts, and he even got you the Sheldon Shrimp Jellycat. Man, he’s extra teasing, and possessive today too.

Floyd Leech

♥︎： He is unfamiliar with how the holiday works because merfolk didn’t celebrate such things, but he understood that it’s a little occasion that involves a bit of gift giving… so that’s what he does! He gave you raw fish wrapped in a bow, and he wants to kiss you in the VIP room in Mostro Lounge.

Kalim Al-Asim

♥︎： He done did booked a trip to the Bahamas with you. He even threw a party for you. He invited all his family, and, of course, his best friend, Jamil. He bought you all sorts of expensive things, heck, he even let you borrow his black card like Leona. Let him spoil you because he loves seeing you in flashy jewelry, and high-quality fabric clothes.

Jamil Viper

♥︎： He took you out to a lavish restaurant for a date, then surprised you with the prettiest bouquet of flowers. He is especially handsome too (well, he’s always handsome), and he even got dressed into his fancy suit. He wants to look real nice for you, alright? He’s not really one for flirting, but he’ll try. He started off with subtly brushing a hand against yours on the table.

Vil Schoenheit

♥︎： He featured you in the magazine businesses he owns as if it was the most casual thing ever. It’s Valentine’s Day, so he wanted you to be the star of today’s holiday. He did your skincare, your makeup, your hair, and even had your clothes custom made by a famous tailor. He’s watching you behind the scenes as you’re posing in a cupid-themed set, smiling softly at you. Then he will eat you out later that night in his dorm.

Rook Hunt

♥︎： It’s midnight, and 12:00 am strikes on everyone’s clock. It’s finally Valentine’s Day, and you’re suddenly awakened from the sound of your bedside window opening. Zaddy alpha is coming out of your window with the sweetest smile ever, and he’s holding a bouquet of fresh roses, a box of chocolates, a love letter with an ode written about you in it, and he smells like he just bathed in a body of cologne. He will also eat you out in your dorm tonight.

Epel Felmier

♥︎： He carved you the cutest apples ever, and made you his special candy apples. He sewed up a cute stuffed animal for you, the buttons for its eyes all wonky, and unsymmetrical. He’s also trying to be very manly today too, but failed miserably. Anyway, forgive him, because at least he was brazen enough to kiss you during your sunset gazing date.

Idia Shroud

♥︎： He was ecstatic when you agreed to going on a date with him. When he arrived at the little café you two agreed to go to, you notice that his hair (fire) is, like, a gradient of pink, and red. He is redder than when Riddle gets red. He is awkward, quivering, and dying internally. He bought you this cute necklace, but he is too much of a wimp to go and give it to you along with his other gifts. He’s twiddling with his fingers while stammering, and stuttering to you the whole time. He’s even hiding his face with his menu. Kiss him

Malleus Draconia

♥︎： He took you out to Briar Valley—the Country of Thorns. He showed you all sorts of cool places downtown, then decided you two would have your little date in this empty botanical garden. It’s getting late, and the stars are now glittering in the darkened sky. He’s showing you which constellations are which while holding your hand.

Lilia Vanrouge

♥︎： He had also taken you out to Briar Valley. He took you to the most romantic date ever to this treehouse-coffeehouse. He slipped you a bag stuffed with a box of chocolates, a stuffed animal with his cologne sprayed on it, a card, and a bouquet of your favourite flowers—on the table. Man, he is so flirty too. He’s cooing at how pretty, and cute you are, giving you all sorts of pet names. Then, of course, he’d book a love hotel for the two of you after. Guess what you will two do in the hotel

Silver

♥︎： Nap date. He set up this nice picnic blanket on the fluffy grass—under the oak tree of some nice field near NRC—two pillows, one for you, and one for him. A thick, fuzzy blanket for you both to share, and of course, his gifts for you are next to your little sleeping area. He baked you hearty biscuits with jam filling, wrapped you a nice bouquet of flowers that he put an everlasting spell on, and a card he wrote with “Zzz” written in bolded letters. If you looked closely, you could spot the small heart next to the Z’s.

Sebek Zigvolt

♥︎： He was stressing just like Riddle. Before Valentine’s Day, he was constantly blabbering into Lilia’s ears “what should I get them? What should I get them?” He was pacing around the mall, even asking Sam in his shop what’s the ideal Valentine’s gift. Sam suggested he’d buy this teddy bear—a cursed one—Sebek decided to trust him, so now, you’re hand in hand with him, and he’s yelling about his love for you. He’ll give your gift with the biggest grin ever, sliding the heart patterned bag to your hands, and you were met with a cursed stuffed animal, box of chocolates, and a handwritten letter, sealed with a heart-shaped sticker.

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𑄽୧ ׅ ׅ 𝒯hank 𝒴ou !!

[slashingdisneypasta]

Absolutely not at all related to the events of last night...

How do you think Baby Firefly would react to being called mommy? This is a very important question you see.

Mommy!Baby Firefly x Younger!Fem!Reader || Headcanons

Topic: Baby being a 'Mommy'.

Warnings: Mommy kink, mdlg, some nsfw themes, Baby pulling an Annie WIlkes and m a k i n g you rely on her, etc.

((After the ~ dot point is when it gets dark like that)).

Oh my goodness I think she would love it!! XDD The boys always get to be called Daddy, and she wanted a turn!!

And like I've said- she definitely takes the opportunity to treat her sweet S/O as her living doll XD Not necessarily in a kinky way (Though she is going to tease you if she knows you're into that~ ); she's just having fun pretending you rely on her~ You're Baby's lil baby girl, aren't you?

She feeds you and then gently dabs your face with a damp cloth to clean you up ('... there. All better! So pretty~ ^^'). She lays in bed beside you stroking your hair and telling you bedtimes stories- and no, you don't get a choice when bedtime is (Baby it 5.30- 'Shh! The wolf is about to blow down house made of goddamn sticks!'). She gets in the shower with you and washes your hair ('🎶Scrub scrub scrub🎶 Scrub-a-dub-dub 🎶'), and she loves it when your silly little head ends up in the gutter. She can always tell when her pretty little sweetheart is thinking dirty thoughts about Mommy~ And you know this woman plays it up XD

Mommy Baby is always the big spoon. She has to protect her sweet little lady and make her comfy!

Ehem, *cough*, pussy inspections. The more shy and nervous you are the more she likes it. She teases how red you get, and asks if you'll do mommy next?? 'We girls have to look out for eachother, huh? (; '

Baby l o v e s braiding your hair if its long enough!!! Like, she'll just be sitting behind you cross-legged, humming little songs and gently brushing out your hair before lovingly braiding it ^^

And- I wasn't sure whether to put this one in this section or the next (dark) section but- Baby gets SO PROTECTIVE of you. Like, if Otis so much as makes a joke about hurting you he might get cut.

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I can absolutely see Baby pulling a Tiffany Valentine/Annie Wilkes!! and trying to make you actually rely completely on her. Whether that be by taking some limbs so you need her help wheeling you around or feeding you (Can you imagine her riding the back of your wheechair?? She'd have so much fun , going 'weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!' and you're just there traumatised and sick), or drugging you so you're all cute and loopy ('Awwww, Y/N sweetheart, you look so sleepy!!~~ Come to mama~').

She makes a mess of you, so you need her. And she tries to isolate you, too. 'Who else is gonna care for you sweetness?? Otis?? You better stay by me, so that big meanie doesn't hurt you, k?' 'Mama?? No hon, Mama doesn't like you! I'm sorry- you thought she did?? Nooo, cutiepie, she's only nice to you because I love you!!~ ' 'Oh Cutter?? Pfft- baby doll, come on- Cutter doesnt like anyone. Least of al little old you!'

Baby absolutely threatens you if you try to get away from her, or defy or, or just say 'no' in any context towards her. Woman does not like it. She has been so nice to you and you dare to be fucken rude like that?? 'I'll beat your ass, honey, do you want that?? No I didn't fucken think so! Be-fucking-have!'

If you apologise and beg her she will forgive ^^ She loves it when you beg mommy ^^

[ghostfacesvalentine]

Going to the club - MultiMuse x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Multimuse x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, fighting, blackout drunkeness. Nothing too serious though.

Type: Blerps a little sprinkle of HC

Request: N/A

Word Count: N/A

Prompt: Going to the club with the muses and how they’d react or feel and what they’d do. Just a little messy fic, trying to get my creative juices back.

Notes: I pledge allegiance to Sean Paul.

Jason Voorhees: What a lost little baby, he doesn’t like the loud music or the bright lights at all. He’s kind of frozen, just standing by your side, it’s so hard to keep up with you. He likes to watch you dance and enjoy yourself though, but he starts to zone in and out as the night goes on. If you get him used to it, he slowly would become used to the surroundings and eventually would come out of his shell. It’d be so cute to watch Jason dance around in his little corner with his colorful drink that’s too small for his hands.

Michael Myers: Will not move at all, no matter how much you bump your hips into him, trying to get him to dance with you. Michael will follow you anywhere, but that doesn’t mean he has to participate. You may be getting drinks and he’d be standing right beside you, but even turning your back for a second, he’s gone. You’ve gotten used to that. When you’re dancing on the floor, you then catch a glance of a familiar mask. It’s nothing that you’re not used to, but it definitely would be more fun if you got him to budge, either way, rest assured yours and your friends’ drinks are safe with him.

Tiffany Valentine: LOOOVES IT. Would go to the club every night if you asked. Dressing up would absolutely be her favorite part. Tiffany would love to help you with your make up and choosing your outfit. If you’re really about it, she would pregame with you. She would encourage you to drink s o  m u c h. If you meet her energy, you absolutely have to plan for after, getting food and getting home, however if you don’t then you may have to take care of her even a little into the next morning. It’s not anything new to you two. Tiffany definitely loves to have fun and going to the club, dancing and drinking without a care in the world would be one of the best date ideas you could come up with.

Billy Loomis: Is literally only down because he wants to see you in a short skirt or dress. That’s it. He likes the drinking too, but nothing that can compare to a horror movie party at Stu’s. Billy wouldn’t suggest going to the club, but he wouldn’t oppose to it. Would watch you get ready, staring you down from the corner of the bed as you put your make up on. He’s pretty much only drinking at the club and watching you get loose, swaying back and forth with hair tangling across your face without any rhythm. It’s kind of cute and kind of hot.

Stu Macher: Would love to go with you, he may not be as enthusiastic as Tiffany, but he loves to drink. When would Stu ever miss the opportunity to see you get dressed up and drunk? If he ever does, he made you promise him to shoot him. Stu would not be shy to let loose with you, ordering drink after drink, dancing until you literally cannot stand anymore. If the crowd matched his energy, you’d catch him climbing the stage and pretending like he’s grinding on the pole fully dressed. The headaches incoming are going to be gnarly, who’s turn was it to take care of the other this time?

Patrick Bateman: Is used to going to bars and clubs of all sorts, mainly high end ones. Patrick wouldn’t say no to your suggestion, not opposed to having a drink or two. You wouldn’t catch him shitfaced though. He kind of is just there to make sure you don’t get out of hand and embarrass him, but at the same time, he’s there to show you off knowing his friends would have a thought or two of lust cross their minds. He’d be an excellent caretaker for a hangover though, he knows exactly what to do but he also wouldn’t be accommodating to your circumstances, after all he warned you after the fourth drink you ordered.

Leatherface: Also kind of a baby, but an excited baby. At first he’d be scared, absolutely, but after some reassurance and encouragement, he’d be dancing next to you feeling the beat of the music. He doesn’t like the taste of alcohol, but he doesn’t really need liquid courage to sway his little hips around. He would be an excellent hangover caretaker, always making sure you had enough cold rags on your forehead and water. Of course he’d be ready to go next weekend, he didn’t have to deal with that headache.

Harley Quinn: LIIIIVES to go have fun and going to club with you sounds like the perfect night. Dressing up and putting on makeup is definitely fun, but actually getting there and dancing and drinking is the highlight of the night. You never have to worry about any creeps when you’re with Harley. Some nights you get shitfaced, why even hide it. Either way, I would say Harley would probably be the most fun out of the list to go clubbing with. Waking up in an alley is not totally unusual, but most of the nights you make it home safely, whether it’s back home or back to Ivy’s. Usually Ivy is the one nursing you both back to health.

Poison Ivy: Would get a little drink or two, but mainly is looking out for you and Harley and Selina. Not that she would absolutely have to, but she likes to be a little more on the cautious side when it comes to you three. Not to mention Ivy would be the one alongside Selina to make sure you four look stunning. Ivy would absolutely dance with you for a few songs before going back to your table. 10/10 Would be ordering bottle service. Not a fan of you guys going home with anyone, but wouldn’t stop you unless she had a reason to.

Bruce Wayne: Doesn’t like the clubbing scene too much but will go with you. He has a playboy appearance to keep up with anyway. He would definitely use this as an opportunity to get some intel that maybe batman couldn’t. Orders drinks for everyone at his table to seem drunker than he is, but really he’s trying to figure out why a certain ambassador is visiting the grimy scene of Gotham’s underground club. Won’t dance though, as much as you want to get him to. He’s content at the table keeping an eye on you as you sway around in the center.

Jason Todd: All for it. Can’t guarantee that there won’t be a bar fight because someone touched you or someone you’re with. Other than having to be cautious with Jason’s temperament, it’d be pretty fun. He doesn’t mind the music or the drinking, it’s the time to let loose and have fun. Honestly, to your surprise Jason is a pretty good dancer. Hope you’re not the jealous type because he definitely has hungry eyes all on him. Jason doesn’t get drunk too easily, but he’s a bit of a baby when it comes to the hang overs. After a few painkillers, he’s ready to go again until you’re the one yelling at him to lay down.

Steve Rogers: Actually kind of down. Would help you choose your outfits and whether he admits it or not, he would try to match you, whatever you were wearing. Steve actually wants to see what all the hype is about. Most of the time he’s enjoying himself, just swaying from side to side with a drink in hand, watching you dance. Of course he’d be the one to make sure no one got handsy, therefore you and your friends could enjoy themselves. Loves to see you enjoy yourself most of all and honestly wouldn’t even hesitate to go next weekend and the weekend after that if you’re free of course.

Bucky Barnes: Is a tad bit more reserved than Steve. He wouldn’t be necessarily ecstatic to go to the club, not if it wasn’t for a mission. Still, somehow the thought of you going alone just didn’t sit right with him. Honestly kind of awestruck with the way you doll up to go to the club. You were there to have fun anyway, why not add a little glitter to your hair and face. It looked mostly like you were going to a rave, but either way, Bucky refused to peel his eyes off of you, from the bar to the floor. Kind of like Steve, he’s watching you from afar, keeping the creeps off of you. You would literally have to drag these men to the floor if you want to see them move at all.

Loki Laufeyson: Clubbing isn’t really his scene, but if you insisted on going, Loki was sure as hell going with you. Of course he would see this more of a Tony or Thor kind of scene, but he can’t help to smile to himself upon watching yourself enjoy the music, the dancing, the drinking. It was the time and place to let loose and after a hard week, it was exactly what you were going to do. After going to the club scene a few times, Loki would grow more comfortable with it, opting to follow you to the floor and move around a little more.

Cloud Strife: It’s not really his comfort zone, but he would oblige to follow if you wanted to go. He’s mostly brooding and standing nearby with his arms crossed and stone frown. No matter how many times you try to convince him that it’s fun, he doesn’t seem to get the hint. Not until you put your foot down and ask him to dance with you. Showing him how to move with the rhythm of the beats, he seems to catch on faster than you’d expect. Though he’d never admit it, it was actually kind of fun. Not to mention, seeing you dressed up and ready to dance until your feet couldn’t hold you up anymore, it definitely helped.

Spencer Reid: Like many others, maybe it’s not where he’d spend his free time, but he’s had his fair share of going to clubs, many times being mistaken to be underage. It’s not until you continue to plead for him to follow you to the floor that he does. You don’t need him grinding on you, but you want to move around to the music near him. You wanted him to have fun too. It’s definitely a way to begin teaching him. After a few drinks, Spencer would absolutely become the life of the party and the hangover party too. After his pounding headache the next day, he’d swear to never do it again, but then it does happen again. 

[filmofhybe]

MASTERLIST

a /n : 🎞️ is requests , 🐚 is series !!

jungwon

happy new year , best friend - Yang jungwon

heeseung

my Golden Disc Award - lee heeseung

jay

a song from me to you - park jeongseong

jake

Halloween neighbor - Sim Jake

Return to Tiffany & Co.

sunghoon

sunoo

rainy café days - Kim sunoo

niki

🐚 Lifeguard - Nishimura Riki Smau series

my jealous baby - Nishimura Riki

⛸️ taking care of you from afar - 24 days of Christmas with filmofhybe

ot7

secret lovers series (smau) - Jake , Jay , niki , sunghoon , jungwon heeseung sunoo

song that reminds me of enhypen - ot7

When enhypen sees a beautiful fan - Hyung line Maknae line

🎞️ Type of fanboys enhypen would be for idol reader - ot7

🎞️ Enhypen find out that their idol!s/o is other idols ideal type - ot7

🎞️ enhypen accidentally revealing their relationship-ot7

🎞️ shopping date interference - ot7

🎞️ no kisses? - ot7

🎞️ mv lovers - ot7

🐚in every multiverse - ot7 series (ON HOLD!)

🎞️ hybe game (admirers) caterers ot7 series

⛸️ a magical Christmas with enhypen - 24 days of Christmas with filmfohybe

⛸️ Instagram stories (Christmas edition) - 24 days of Christmas with filmofhybe

🎞️ airport buddies - ot7 x oc! As 8th member of enha

💌 palentines to Valentines - ot7 x oc!

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[bellathechildbitch]

👾Masterlist👾

My Hero Academia:

💪Yagi Toshinori💪:

Spending Quarantine with him

Asking him out on a date

Toshinori x daughter reader

Toshinori as your father

💤Aizawa💤:

Husband Material

Spending Quarantine with him

Him having a child with autism

Him having a child that has his lazy personality

Aizawa being your father would include

💥Hizashi💥

Spending Quarantine with him

Him as your father would include

⛓️Midnight⛓️

Her as your mother would include

Midnight with a short s/o

Other Characters:

Mt Lady with a short s/o

Black Butler

🐈‍⬛Sebastian🐈‍⬛

Quarantine with Sebastian

Modern Sebastian

Having a crush on him would include

Having an s/o that loves musicals

Having an s/o die during birth

Having an s/o who likes rock/heavy metal

Cuddling with Sebastian would include

💋Grell💋

Crushing on Grell

Having an s/o who likes musicals

Grell doing her s/o's nails

Movie Date with Grell

Grell dating a trainee reaper

🪦Undertaker🪦

Having an s/o how likes musicals

Ouran High School Host Club

🪞Tamaki🪞

Tamaki having a sister who is dating Kyoya would include

Being Tamaki's sister would include

Being in a poly relationship with him and Kyoya

👓Kyoya👓

Him dating a commoner

First Kiss

Being in a poly relationship with him and Tamaki

Cuddling with him

Other Stories:

Being best friends with the twins

Kakegurui

❤️Yumeko❤️

Yumeko Hcs

💛Mary💛

Mary Hcs

💙Kiriari💙

Kiriari Hcs

🖤Midari🖤

Midari Hcs

Encanto

🪄Madrigals🪄

Madrigals x Reader

💛💛Dolores💛💛

Dolores x Reader

☀️Peppa☀️

Married life with Peppa

Peppa with an s/o that comes back from the army

Peppa x Wife reader

Jealous! Peppa x reader

Peppa x Reader having fun with their kids

Peppa x Wife! Reader, reader gets injured during casita falling apart

Jealous! Peppa x Reader

More Peppa Hcs

Peppa Hcs

💐Isabella💐

Isabella x Reader

The Outsiders

Dating Ponyboy Curtis

Cuddling with Johnny

Ponyboy having a crush Hcs

Being the Curtis's little sister would include

Arguing with Darry hcs

Cuddling with Soda

The boys reacting to when their s/o gets bullied

🔪Slashers🔪

Slashers Nightly Routine

Slashers with a Taxidermist s/o

▪️Michael Myers▪️

Michael with a small s/o

🖤Billy and Stu🖤

Billy x Stu

Billy x Reader x Stu

Billy and Stu in Quarantine

Billy x Reader x Stu, the reader collects Halloween masks

Billy x Reader x Stu, Color soulmate AU

🤠Sawyer Brothers🤠

The brothers if they had a sister

If you ignored them

Cuddling with them

What do the brothers think of what they do

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba with a s/o who speaks french

🪩Choptop Sawyer🪩

Choptop and Nubbins fighting over you

Chop top with a s/o who speaks french

Chop Top with a plus size reader

Chop top as a father

📸Nubbins Sawyer📸

Nubbins with a plus size reader

Nubbins as a father

🧹Drayton Sawyer🧹

Child's Play

🤬Chucky/Charles🤬

Dating him in his human form

💌Tiffany Valentine 💌

Short Story Tiffany x Reader

☠️The Walking Dead ☠️

Negan Imagine (Being Negans Daughter)

🗡️Adventure Time🗡️

Dating Marceline Hcs

PB x Friend Imagine

🐢TMNT🐢

Mikey With An Autistic Child

💜BTS💜

Spending Quarantine With Namjoon

Spending Quarantine With the Hyung Line

🏐Haikyuu🏐

Spending Quarantine with the First Years would Include

That is all I got for now! If I am missing anything let me know!! But for now I will be working on a few things I have been behind in. But I will be opening up requests again!

[ayylovley]

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₊˚ˑ༄ؘ ˚ 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 ˚ ˑ༄ؘ

Slashers

𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 ℂ𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕤

Billy Lenz NSFW Alphabet 18+ 2020

ℂ𝕙𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕪

Charles Lee Ray “Mine” 18+ 2020

Charles Lee Ray “Bloody”18+ 2020-2021

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙

Elaine Parks headcanons slight nsfw 2021

Elaine Parks and Tiffany Valentine poly headcanons 18+ 2021

Elaine Parks and Tiffany Valentine “I did it for love” 18+ 2021

Asks

S/o doesn’t know how to be in a relationship 2020

S/o washing blood off of Billy and Stu’s clothes 2020

S/o who loves the 80’s aesthetic 2020

DBD Ghostface with a deaf s/o 2020

Nancy Thompson headcanons 2020

Slashers giving hugs 2020

Jason Vorhees “Companion” 2021

Jennifer Check headcanons 2021

Charles Lee Ray ask drabble 2021

Barb from Black Christmas nsfw headcanons 18+ 2021

All Slashers with a vintage s/o nsfw 18+ 2021

Slashers that would love the 1950’s Alice in Wonderland 2021

Video Games

ℝ𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝔼𝕧𝕚𝕝 𝕍𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕘𝕖

Lady Dimitrescu drabble male reader 18+ 2021

Lady Dimitrescu and her daughters nsfw headcanons 18+ 2021

𝕆𝕦𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥

Miles Upshur headcanons after the asylum 2023

𝕆𝕟𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤

Lady Dimitrescu and Tiffany Valentine “Inside the Castle” Pt.1 2022

Lady Dimitrescu and Tiffany Valentine “Inside the castle” Pt.2 2022

𝕎𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕣

Joker x fem! short reader 18+ 2024

Joker x fem! reader “All mine” 2024

Wooin x fem! reader oneshot 18+ 2024

Pretty in Pink x GN! Reader oneshot 18+ 2024

𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕞

Olly Wang x fem! reader “numbing the pain” 18+ 2024

Asks

Boyfriend headcanons part 1 2024

Boyfriend headcanons part 2 2024

Gun Park x fem!reader shower sex/breeding 18+ 2024

Windbreaker characters with a lolita fem! S/o 2024

Gun Park nsfw & sfw headcanons 18+ 2024

Vin jin x short reader

𝒫𝓇𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓉𝓈

Sweet/Spicy prompts {CLOSED} ୨ৎ

2. Taking a shower/bath 4. aftercare with Samuel Seo

9. They’re obsessed with you after your first time with Jake Kim

8. They’re insatiable (tw; multiple orgasms) with Gun Park

2. Taking a shower/bath with you with Jake Kim

4. Aftercare with Samuel Seo & Jake Kim

7. They start to develop dirty thoughts about you 9. They’re obsessed after their first time with you with Eli Jang

4. Aftercare 5. Seeing you naked for the first time 23. They fuck you at a sleepover with Jake Kim

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[dreamties]

Tiffany Valentine x Gender Neutral! S/O || General Fluff HCs

A/n- First time writing Tiffany!! So excited for this- hope y’all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. :D

T/W- Neutral reader, but there’s one or two parts that could be read as more feminine (it’s just a comment about makeup- which anyone can wear...but just to be on the safe side)

She just wants someone to treat her right. See her as the amazing, goddess of a woman she is- but also see her as an equal in the relationship.

She's got no problem taking care of her s/o, by doing domestic household chores like cooking- in fact, she really enjoys it! But...you gotta do some work in return.

Which, I mean...to keep an amazing woman like her? I'd sure do anything :0

She loves being very affectionate with you- and she likes other people to know your hers (and that she's yours). And having a s/o that can proudly call Tiffany theirs? God, she adores that. 

Tiffany loves PDA, if that wasn’t clear already (and you can just try to fight me on that- you know I’m right >:( )

While out in public, she mostly gives you quick pecks on the cheeks or your lips. And like, you’ll share clothes sometimes??🥺🥺 Like, giving her your jacket when it gets chilly.  

She is a very passionate kisser though- so when you’re in private, expect stuff like... very heavy make out sessions :0

Sometimes you help her out with her makeup! (Y'know that one photo going around of the two girls, and one of them is leaning in and doing like,, eyeshadow? Y'all are that photo!) 

Bonus points if you let her do your makeup! :)

Tiffany is all into big, played up gestures. For dates, and anniversaries, and all of that. I mean, the two of you already show how much you love each other on a nearly daily basis (which is kind of intense already...)

(these aren’t even that big of gestures- it’s more of just super romantic ideas?? IDK, no thoughts head empty lol)

 But it's the buying her her favorite flowers in big bouquets (she can hardly see your face, covered by everything you're carrying).

And sweets with loving little messages on them- like, those fancy cakes with the pretty cursive icing? And it'll say something like "I love you, Tiffany" or just idk,, and well, from your local bakery is great, but if you made it yourself? :O oh, she'd adore you so much more! You don't even have to be that great of a baker, and the lettering could be messy and shaky- and she'd still love it. It's really the thought that counts for her.

and taking her to the place you first met or had your first date.

kill someone for her

Tiffany's got a bit of a taste for the macabre though- so, while you don't need to join her on her killings (she'd sure love to have you help out though- it's more fun with a partner!), you better be okay with it.

She's not stopping her passions for no one. She likes getting a little messy, bit of blood on her hands. You'll have to accept that if you want to stay with her. She’ll still love you no matter what you choose though.. :)

She’ll be overjoyed if you do want to join her though! (couples that kill together, stay together- I’m kidding 😂)

[loveandmurders]

In love with a dangerous wild cat II

Hi everyone, it's been a hot minute I was supposed to make a part 2 of this request :"Can you pls do a chucky x fem reader x tiffany where you reject them ...like hard ...bcs they are obsessive little fucks but you are the love of theire lifes so they try to kidnap you but you beat their ass"

You can find part 1 here.

Hope you'll enjoy ! <3

Warnings: no proof reading, dangerous!reader, paranoid!reader, a few strong words, mentions of killing people, of blood, of violence, of sexual activities (minors DNI),

You knew the darkest place to hide in, in every city you were staying at. You were a shadow, always lurking around, always finding a safe haven because “you never know what could happen”. You were paranoid, but for once, you were right to be.

You couldn’t believe that those two crazy bitches found your home so easily. They almost got you! You were so annoyed at them and at yourself. You didn’t really know what to do. You could hide, you could run away all you wanted, it seemed like they would always find you again.

Plus, you hated to run away. You were a smart and dangerous killer; you despised more than anything to be some sort of prey.

The more you thought about the situation, and the more obvious the solution was appearing to you: you had to kill them before they could kidnap you.

However a little voice reminded you that you had the opportunity to kill them twice or three times already, and yet, you never deadly hurt them. It made you wonder why.

You never hesitated before and it was clearly not the first time some people tried to capture you. And you always killed them and threw their bodies away. So why haven't you killed the other two already?

There was no way you were seeing something in them like they were seeing something in you. No way. You were a lone wolf, a wild cat. You never stayed around people, except to find new prey. You never loved anyone. You only killed and enjoyed yourself in the darkness.

You decided it was time to turn the game around. You were going to hunt them down and to kill them. Yes, it was the most logical thing to do and then you would be able to get back to your usual lonely life.

When you found Charles and Tiffany, they were arguing in a crappy motel room. They were arguing about you. They disagreed on what to do next. Charles thought they needed to capture you a little more violently. He wasn’t too happy to have to hurt you, but if it was the only way to overpower you, he was willing to try that. Tiffany wanted to try and seduce you. She wanted to give you a new knife for instance and to offer you someone to kill, someone you could lash all your anger on, so you would be more eager to speak to them.

You were about to enter the room by the window - and murdered the two of them - but someone knocked at the door, so you stayed hidden, ready to strike.

Charles opened the door and a very nice looking couple entered the room. Tiffany and Charles instantly changed their behaviour, to be their most charming and trusting looking selves.

You watched them with great interest as you saw them playing with their new toys. You had no idea who those people were, but it didn’t matter. You were enjoying the way Tiffany and Charles were hurting them, torturing them, killing them.

You hadn’t thought they could have been that interesting. That they could have been so hot and desirable. Maybe you have been wrong to want to kill him so quickly. Maybe you could have fun with them first.

You shook your head. No, it was a terrible idea. 

You were about to leave, when Charles and Tiffany started to kiss. They were covered in their victims blood, they were magnificent. Charles undressed Tiffany as her hands roamed his body in want.

But they suddenly stopped, both feeling eyes on them. They had been too busy before, but now they could tell someone was watching them. You moved just in time, so they didn’t see you, but they were worried someone saw them.

This game lasted for a few days: you would find them, observe them and find them very arousing before disappearing. They would try to find you, but always missing you. They weren’t very patient, so you were better at this in the long run than them.

It was getting very frustrating for them, because you were their mate, you were their missing piece, you were needed. Why couldn’t you understand how wanted you were? They would take such good care of you…

One evening, Charles needed some alone time so he left the motel room. Tiffany decided to take a bath and relax, with some soft music playing in the background. She closed her eyes, taking in the warmth surrounding her.

She heard a noise, but thought Charles forgot something. She jumped when she saw you sat down on a chair, in a corner of the bathroom. She wanted to get up but you aimed your gun at her, and you shook your head.

“How about you stay where you are?” you hummed and she nodded, biting her bottom lip in desire. Why were you so perfect?

“Of course, sweetface, anything you wanna from me” she purred “I was hoping you’d come to us” she added

“I’ve found you several times. I’ve seen your way” you admitted and she hummed. She was quite reassured you had been their stalker. It was very hot too.

“What do you want from us? From me?” she asked, hoping you would want her

“I dislike being hunted down. But I enjoyed watching you. I usually just seduce and kill. You have skills, the two of you, I can’t deny that. But I’m no prey.”

“Of course not. We don’t want to hurt you and even less to kill you. We want to have fun with you, to make you one of us, that’s all” she explained “Our love is obsessive, I’m sorry if we have been a little bit too… violent in our way to show it to you” she added with her doe eyes

“I don’t like people usually and I don’t give a fuck about their ‘love’. And yet I haven’t killed the two of you. This is… bothering me” you added, staring into her eyes

“Maybe because you find us interesting” she replied “Let me show you how interesting I can be” she winked

You didn't know how this happened, but you ended naked in her bath, making her scream in pleasure. You were so busy with her that you didn’t hear Charles coming back. He leaned against the bathroom frame, quite enjoying the view that was greeting him. He believed that the sacrifices he made to the devil finally worked.

You unwillingly stopped playing with her just before she could come, as you stilled when you noticed Charles, who was covered in blood. She whimpered.

“Oh don’t stop for me, I quite like this” he smirked.

“How about you finish her and I watch” you replied as you moved to sit down at the opposite of where Tiffany was. She pouted and pleaded with Charles with her eyes.

“Only if we can show you how good we are after” he replied and you nodded. So he entered the bath, fully clothed.

They did take care of you. But you refused to stay. They didn’t want to fight with you anymore, so they let you go, quite hopeful you would come back to them for more.

Which you did. And quite often, for pleasure at first, and then also when you wanted people to hunt with. 

They understood it was useless to force you to stay or to come back, because it always ended in you disappearing for weeks. They understood that you were willing to come back only if you were free to do so. And the fact you kept finding them meant you always knew where they were, and that you did love them, in your own way.

Even if Tiffany was impatient and even if Charles was frustrated, the best thing they could do was to wait for you to come back. And to do whatever you had in mind.

You were loyal to them in a way, because you didn’t let anyone else touch you and you always make sure that they were unharmed before going to bed - even if you weren’t planning on spending the night with them (they didn’t know about that).

Before travelling away, Tiffany and Charles always waited for you, so they could let you know where they were going. And you always followed them, even if you never promised them you would. They knew they better not ask anyways.

You were their wild girl, their wild cat. And like every cats, you always came back home on you own.

[blackenedsnow]

SLASHER MASTERLIST

MICHAEL MYERS ;

michael myers x reader who's being stalked

michael myers with a s/o who has a younger sibling

michael myers with a s/o who has a pet that shares a name with him

michael myers' reaction to his younger sibling sneaking out to a sleepover

living with michael myers

michael myers with a s/o who brings home strays headcanons

JASON VOORHEES ;

jason voorhees with a s/o who has a younger sibling

jason voorhees with a s/o who has a pet that shares a name with him

jason voorhees' reaction to his younger sibling sneaking out to a sleepover

jason voorhees x goth! reader

jason voorhees with a s/o who brings home strays

CHUCKY/CHARLES LEE RAY ;

chucky x insecure! reader

chucky & fem! child! autistic! reader

chucky & sick! child! reader

chucky's reaction to his younger sibling sneaking out to a sleepover

chucky with a fiercely independant s/o

THOMAS HEWITT ;

thomas hewitt accidentally hurting his s/o in his sleep

thomas hewitt with a s/o who has a younger sibling

thomas hewitt with a s/o who has a pet that shares a name with him

thomas hewitt x injured! reader

thomas hewitt's reacton to his younger sibling sneaking out to a sleepover

thomas hewitt x goth! reader

thomas hewitt with a fiercely independant s/o

STU MACHER ;

stu macher x adrenaline junkie! reader

stu macher with a s/o who has a younger sibling

stu macher's reaction to his younger sibling sneaking out to a sleepover

stu macher with a fiercely independant s/o

BILLY LOOMIS ;

billy loomis with a s/o who has a younger sibling

billy loomis' reacton to his younger sibling sneaking out to a sleepover

BUBBA SAWYER ;

bubba sawyer x anorexic! reader

bubba sawyer with a s/o who has a younger sibling

bubba sawyer's reaction to his younger siblng sneaking out to a sleepover

bubba sawyer with a s/o who has a pet that shares the same name as him

NORMAN BATES ;

norman bates with a s/o who has a younger sibling

BILLY LENZ ;

billy lenz with a s/o who has a younger sibling

billy lenz' reaction to his sibling sneaking out to a sleepover

ART THE CLOWN ;

art the clown x suicidal! reader

art the clown x anorexic! reader

art the clown period sex headcanons

art the clown's reaction to his younger sibling sneaking out to a sleepover

fic: santa's little corpse | ao3, wattpad

art the clown x self doubting! vampire! reader

art the clown x actress! reader

art the clown x goth! reader

PINHEAD ;

pinhead's reaction to his younger sibling sneaking out to a sleepover

TIFFANY VALENTINE ;

tiffany valentine's reaction to her younger sibling sneaking out to a sleepover

tiffany valentine x goth! reader

tiffany valentine with a fiercely independant s/o

SINCLAIR BROTHERS ;

bo, vincent and lester's reaction to their younger sibling sneaking out to a sleepover

bo, vincent and lester with a s/o who has a pet that shares the same name as them

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE ;

brahms heelshire's reaction to his younger sibling sneaking out to a sleepover

OTIS DRIFTWOOD ;

otis driftwood x goth! reader

more slashers to come! go ahead and request for anyone.

[bella-goths-wife]

Slashers with crybaby S/O

Michael Myers

Michael is extra protective of you now

Someone made you cry by calling you names? Found dead in the morning

Someone threatens you? Slashed throat

Someone actually hurts you? Beat to death

If anyone makes you cry go to Michael and explain what happened and in a heartbeat he’s out the door and taking care of the problem

He can be very inconsiderate though

He doesn’t realise that your more sensitive to things then he is

So when you cry because of his asshole behaviour, he doesn’t understand

You will have to sit him down and explain that your upset because of something he did and even if it’s only small that it still hurt you

He’ll do his best to comfort you but he’s Michael Myers he’s not great at that

He’ll hold you until you stop crying which works most of the time

He’ll go straight into panic mode if he sees you crying over an injury

Even if you cry over the smallest thing he’ll be by your side within seconds of hearing you cry

You have to clean yourself up I’m front of him so he can calm down

Bo Sinclair

Surprisingly bo is quite sweet about you crying

If you go crying to him because of someone else he’ll instantly go into tough guy mode

He’ll ask who made you upset and when you respond he’ll ask what they did to make you cry

It’s not like the answer will change his mind on killing the bastard but it will make sure you know why he’s going to kill whoever made you cry

He’ll leave most of the comforting to his brothers but at night when you guys are in bed he’ll hold you close and whisper reassuring words in your ears

Now Bo hasn’t got the best temper so if he yells at you while angry and you start crying he’ll leave you to calm down and when he gets back he’ll hug you but won’t apologise instead he’ll run his fingers in your hair and tell you that your beautiful

If you cry over an injury he will tease and mock you in an attempt to make himself look like an asshole but it’s hard to look like one when he’s cleaning you up and putting a bandage on you with a kiss on your injury

Vincent Sinclair

In all honesty i think that Vincent would fall into the crybaby category as well

If you cried because someone said or did something to you then he would give the best comfort

He would hold you close while tears are streaming down your face as he lets you rant until you fall asleep in his arms

He’ll give you a choice of if you want the person dead or not

If you do then he’d do it no question

If you cried because he was too engrossed in his work and you thought he was ignoring you he would quickly reassure you and comfort you

He would feel extremely guilty for making you cry

If you cry because of an injury he’d be like a worried mother and would fuss over you and clean your injury

Overall he’s a big crybaby too but hey, twos company am i right?

Thomas Hewitt

His family, especially Hoyt, would mock you for crying at any inconvenience

And Thomas won’t stand up to them but verbally but he will send them , not including Luda may, a massive glare to get them to back down

If someone made you cry outside of the family he would instantly comfort you and then kill the person who upset you and would not let you eat that meat, he however would relish in eating that person

If he made you cry by not sticking up to his family for you, he would quickly comfort you but wouldn’t really do much to correct it

If you cried over an injury he’d probably panic and think a minor cut is gonna send you into a five year coma

He asks Luda may about injuries and he learns from her how to take care of your cuts and bruises

Asa Emory

I think Asa would enjoy a crybaby S/O because of how easy it would be to emotionally manipulate you

He would quicken the process of you developing Stockholm syndrome if he could comfort you when you cry

If you cry because someone has upset you, the person will be kidnapped and tortured

He’ll offer to let you torture them but won’t force you unless it was for a punishment

If he makes you cry he’ll either physically torture you or he’ll leave you to comfort yourself

What? He’s an asshole we know that already

If you cry because of an injury he’ll calmly clean you up and give you a small scolding for being careless

Tiffany valentine

She’d be so understanding if you cried a lot

I’d you cried because of someone else she’ll comfort you by playing with your hair and letting you rant your little heart out

Would give you the option for her to kill the person who upset you and you said no she would probably kill them anyway and not tell you

If she made you cry by accidentally snapping at you, she would immediately apologise and let you cry yourself out in her arms with your head on her chest

If you hurt yourself and you started crying she would comfort you like a calm mother by kissing your injury better and telling you it’s all gonna be okay

[nofoundboy]

Slashers reacting to their s/o calling them "mi amor, corazón "

'Cause I need it, could have been worse

Jason Vorhees

- The first time he just stares at you

- Wha...

- The second time he notices the way you say it. Words full of love

- Then you explain him that it means "my love" and "heart". Things to say to kids or someone you care for

- And he loves it. Your voice is different when you talk in spanish and it's so charming for him

- He blushes everytime you say it. He feels unique

-He can't talk but he will let you know how much he likes it

Brahms Heelshire

- Do it again

- He has some knowledge in languages and maybe he knows that it's spanish but not what it means

- He LOVES when you call him by pet names, even so he doesn't pay attention to you when you call him by his name

- And yes, that also turns him on

- He feels so loved when you call him like that. When you are caressing his black curls watching a movie or when he is making you scream at the pleasure, he is crazy for it

- And it's very effective when you scold him, specially if you sound sad

Vincent Sinclair

- "Gracias, mi amor" you said to him the first time. He knew that "gracias" was "thanks" but the other...

- "My love" you answer. He inmediatly goes red under the mask

- He feels so special. You don't talk in spanish with anyone else except him and Jonesy

- You also teach him how to sign it so it becomes a shared secret

- He loves when you comb his hair and whisper it to him, like a lullaby

Billy Lenz

- Again, again, again

- He demands an explanation and endless repetition

- Will melt in your lap the first time...and the second one...and so on...

- He will repeat it until it doesn't makes sense to him

- Mi amor, mi amor, mi amorrrr

- Loves the r sound now

- He'll call only to say it "Hi, mi amor, Billy loves mi amorrrrr"

- Please teach him more words

Bubba Sawyer

- Uh...

- He's used to hear weird words. The twins just tend to talk in a strange way so the first time he thinks you are doing that

- The next time, you are cuddling so you have their complete atenttion

- "It means heart. You know, 'cause you're my entire heart"

- He's blusing, mumbling, squealing and holding you so tight that she leaves you breathless

- He will do anything to hear it again. It makes her heart explode with love

- Will blush madly if you say it during sex

Tiffany Valentine

- "Ok, mi amor" you said during a call

- She bring it to you the next time you visited her. She just couldn't forget how cute sounded your voice

- From that moment she uses it nonstop, it makes her feel so domestic and close to you

- "Corazón~" she'll purr while washing your hair or touching you

- She makes it sound super sweet or super hot, nothing in between

- If you had been together for a long time probably she'll get a tattoo of it

[mehidktbh]

Saw requests were open-

Carrie, Billy, Stu and Tiffany with a s/o who likes to cradled their face in their hands while giving them kisses 🥺💗💞💕

I'm so sorry if this turned out bad, half of these people I haven't written for yet. Hope you love it through!!

So I'm so sorry if some of them are short :( I was very nervous

Carrie White

- She is such a sucker for your love and affection, she always melts when you cradle her. The way your soft delicate hands grab onto her face as you press little kisses all over her.

- While she doesn't like to get distracted much, she would make an expectation only for you. Always telling her mother shes going out somewhere only for her to go get it and on the way back home pop over to see you.

- Just imagine her laying down with you in her bed all snuggled up together with her. Your body tangled up with hers as she softly sings you a song she was listening to while sewing with her mother. She would gently hum and sing the lyrics all while still seeing her mother sitting across from her, reading her book and humming to the song. Carrie is long gone forgotten into the song and thought of her mother for once being silent and just sitting across her reading, like a normal person. Carrie is brought back to reality when your hands cradle her face as you slowly bring your face in and lightly peck her, she smiles and soon forgets what she had just been thinking about and instead continues to look at you with her blushing cheeks.

- While she is a very private person and probably not a fan of PDA and having you do all of this stuff in public. She is more than happy to get all lovey-dovey inside in a private area. Where she knows no one will marge in, including her mother.

Billy Loomis

- Dude is defently a softy and there's no denying that. He lives for the touch and feels of your hands' cradling his face and your soft lips pecking him.

- Anytime someone brings up him loving your affection he'll slowly turn around and blow up in their face on why he hates all the "Yucky" Love you give him. But the second the doors shut and no one is around he's all soft and clingy. He's longing for your love and affection and desperately trying any and every way to just get your attention.

- So the second you put your hands on his head and litter his face with your kisses he's weakening at the knees. His mind has completely shut down and now all he wants to do is sit down with you forever.

- He would love to come home from a hard day at school and just see you. He'll see you lying down in bed, you petting the spot next to you as you sweetly chime him in. He falls down next to you onto the pillow, feeling your arms wrap around him and bring him closer to you. Your hands instantly grab his face and kissed it, praising him and telling him to relax now that he's home. And the more he thinks about it the more he's grateful you are here with him and instead, he worries at the thought of what he would be like right now if he hadn't met you.

Stu Macher

- Unlike Billy Stu totally doesn't mind all the soft affection you give him in public, and instead, he actually encourages it. He loves to show you off in front of everyone and he loves when you kiss him in public, whether that be at school in the halls or the fountain. Or when you guys go on dates and hang out together, spending the night doing stupid and funny shit that always ends with your hands on his face, peaking kisses all over. - And don't even get me started on when he's home when it's just you and him. Whether you're watching or just chilling together he always turns it into a heated kissing moment, and quickly you guys have completely forgotten what you guys were just doing. - So just imagine your watching a movie together, his arm is chilling at the back of your head. His finger just lightly circling itself on your shoulder as you lean your head on his shoulder, the movie is probably rather some horror movie or a comedy. Considering Stu likes them tbh Or maybe it's both. The movie suddenly comes to the credits, and Stu sighs. "So what do you want to do now, babe?" Stu says grabbing the remote and flicking through the other movies. You smirk and kiss his cheek, your arms sneaking up his body. Stu grins and throws the remote somewhere on the couch and instead turns his attention to you. He quickly kisses you, your mouths are now smushed together and your hands lightly cup his face.

Tiffany Valentine

- Tiffany absolutely loves your kisses and affection and she can't get enough of it. She hadn't got this type of affection before and so she's very new to it. She's very much like Stu and doesn't mind the fact of public affection and most of the time she can't help but just give you some too. Maybe even more

- Whenever you guys have some alone time she always just lets you do whatever you want. Want cuddles? Of course! Kisses? Come here!! She's open to anything and to be honest she loves when you cradle her face.

- Even when you guys are sleeping she doesn't mind your hands on her and especially her face.

- So the thought of her and you guys sleeping after a hard day of doing stuff you couldn't wait to collapse down onto the bed and cuddle up into the pillows and blankets. She turns over to look at you who is half asleep, your tossing and turning trying to get into a comfortable place and position. "Wanna cuddle" She giggles, you turn over and come face to face with her. "Sure" You chirp, she grins and opens her arms, which you gladly accept. She wraps her arms around your body and you quickly cup her face, cradling her as you press a kiss onto her forehead before saying goodnight.