A little Gift: Christmas with Slashers
Slashers and Oc x GN! Reader
Warnings: Overall Fluff, Curses, Implied Nsfw
(Some ideas for Mikey, Jason, Freddy, Poly! Billy and Stu and Deuce! Part 1 if you guys would like a part 2 let me know š„ŗ Sorry for any bad grammar;-;)
ā¢Michael Myers /1978/ā¢
~Whatās this? Whatās this? Thereās white stuff everywhere: This man had his fair share of events and observing things when he was younger. He didnāt mind the idea of Christmas, yet wasnāt one to be overly festive. Isnāt too fond of snow but does enjoy a few snowball fights, especially when he really gets into it.
~Decorating time: He watched you place the ornaments on the tree, ever so delicately and had to resist the urge to knock it down. Heās like a cat when it comes to things like this, yet he respects his s/oās little traditions. *cue a few minutes later, Michael standing over shattered ornaments*
~Making gingerbread houses?: HAH, thatās long gone before it even starts. Assuming youāre further into the relationship with Michael, his mask is already off as he munches down on the cookies.
āMichael Myers! Those cookies arenāt for you!ā You scolded The Shape, who was now currently munching down on the beautifully designed Christmas cookies. All that hard work and effort you had put into those snacks were specifically made for Santa. He remained unfazed by this, continuing with his actions.
āHoney, cāmon your desserts are in the fridge. Forget itā¦ā You sigh, beginning to restart the process of baking. After a while, you finally stirred up the dough and began to cut it. Until you felt a presence behind you before arms wrapped around your waist, Michael resting his chin onto your shoulder.
āThese arenāt for you Audreyā You mused, smiling to yourself as he slowly unwrapped his arms. Youāve never called him by his middle name before, hoping it was the right decision. Seems like you were right as he lifted you up and carried you to the dining room table. His eyes narrowed with this form of hunger, and it was no longer directed at the cookies as he looked over you, pulling off the buttons of your shirt.
āHereās my Christmas gift to youā¦ā He growls.
~Tis the season to be jolly: This beautiful Angel is always festive during this time of the year. Heās gotten the tree from the camp just to help! He just loves helping his s/o out! Pamela had always taught him seasons traditions and now doing it with you just fills up his little heart! š„ŗ
~Cocoa: Although he doesnāt need any drinks or food to survive, heās always welcoming your homemade cocoa. It reminds him of that domestic life heās wanted as a child and just snuggling there with you makes him melt. You giggle at his little whip cream mustache and he laughs at yours, honestly quite wholesome.
~Sitting by the fire: Oh how he loves this! Heād never trade it for the world, just you both nestled together. Listening to the Christmas radio and holding each other.
āLove, is your chocolate cold? Do you need me to heat it up?ā You asked worried, looking up at your beloved. Jason glanced down at you and shook his head, pulling you closer and watching the fire twinkle in your eyes. A small smile grows and you giggle, quietly wiping away his mustache.
He coos softly, pushing his face into the palm of your hand. His eyes closing and that gorgeous smile you loved dearly appeared on his features. āI love youā You hum, kissing his nose fondly.
This seemed to awaken something in him even though youāve said this countless times. He grabbed you by the waist and pulled you onto his lap. Both of you basking in each otherās warmth as you pulled him closer for a kiss. āYou truly are the best gift I could ever have.ā You whisper.
~Carols: What did you get yourself into? This man will literally sing every song carol just to annoy his precious s/o.
~Ugly Sweaters: You had came up with this idea after noticing his attire closely resembled that of an ugly sweater and Christmas themes. So the bright idea of putting him in a red and green sweater with Santa on the frontā¦Oh how he loves his s/o.
~Decorations: He loves cutting wrapping paper with his claws, creating intricate designs and helping with the festivities.
āDoll face, whatcha doing?ā The burnt male quizzed, clearly amused by your antic as he walked outside. Of course he was teasing you for getting stuck in all the silk strings and wreaths, with a huff you looked away with a pout.
āJust putting up the wreath, whatās so funny?ā You replied with a stubborn attitude, wiggling around and trying to untangle yourself. He chuckled and sat down in front of you onto the porch, watching. āDo you need help withā¦putting them up? Seems you got yourself a little caught up in your decorationsā He laughed, gesturing to your current situation.
āI donāt need any help! Itās not like Iām freezing out hereā¦ā You rumble, puffing your cheeks at him. He stood up and suddenly all the strings disappeared, you came out tumbling into his arms. āIf you really wanted to get help you should of told meā He sneered, kissing you softly. āItās not that! I got stuck!ā You playfully shouted, smacking his chest. āHmm, letās see what else we could use it forā He chuckled, tying the silk around your neck gently as he led you back inside. āIām sure youāll look great wrapped up pretty as my gift~ā
ā¢Poly! Ghostface: Stu and Billyā¢
~Pictures: For the sake of Stuās health, please take him away from Billy while taking photos. He will literally drop kick him for pestering him about taking photos since 12am. Their little s/o knows better, even if he does eventually decide to do itā¦Itās gonna look like thisā¦
~Gifts: Stu will go above and beyond just to please both of his lovers. Will spoil them endlessly so they could be happy š Billy would steal gifts from other houses and/or stores just for his angels, although theyāre sometimes a pain in his ass. Thatās alright he loves em š„ŗš
Snowballs: The duo will bombard you with snowballs the moment you walk outside to find them after an TWO hour search you started, just to find them. The look of concern on both of them as you slowly rise off the ground. Looking like Michael Myers from the original movie!!! š±
āā¦ā You slowly sat up, your gaze void of all emotions as you stared at them. āBaby Iām so sorry! It was just a prank!ā Stu gushed, laughing nervously. Billy watched from the side, with an unreadable expression.
With all you could muster, you tossed a large snowball at the two boys, āSNOWBALL FIGHT BISHESā You shout with a wheeze. After a couple of hours of the back and forth war in which you and Stu called: āThe Great Attack of the Gremlinā, everyone seemed to settle down. You panted softly as you looked at the duo with a soft adoring smile. A light shiver coming from you as you went to get up, Stu immediately after you. āHow about we warm up by the fire? It seems youāre cold sweetieā Stu kisses your head, Billy nodding and pulling both of you inside.
āIāll give you guys an early Christmas gift~ā
ā¢Deuce āBubbaā Ortegaā¢
~Movies: This angel will sit down and watch Christmas movies with you all day, giggling and crying at each part. Itās his first Christmas heās ever had and heās not gonna let it pass him while heās with his s/o.
~Cooking: Please do some recipes his mother did for him as a baby. Heāll swoon and cry, hugging you tightly and giving kisses. He didnāt have a good upbringing and you just putting something this sweet in front of him? Heās marrying you on the spot!!! š„°š
~Gift: He tries his best to please you, getting things you either eyed at the store or mentioned briefly. Even when itās not materialistic, he does his best to put you at ease.
āIs this good enough for you, Darling?~ā He coos, massaging your tensed shoulders. With a satisfied hum, you sunk deeper into the bath and onto his chest. āThank you my love, youāre so good to meā You giggle, kissing his nose and pushing aside his cream colored- black hair.
The bubbles swayed as he shifted behind you, placing kisses onto your head and shoulder. The soft clicking of his mandibles as it skimmed your neck. āIs this my gift?ā You teased, blowing a bubble at his face.
āItās only the beginning~ā He rumbles deeply, adjusting you onto his lap. āMerry Christmas loveā
~Happy Holidays everyone!~
