Hiiiiiiii! I thought of something quite funny in my opinion. Maybe you can do a list of headcanons or scenarios for each character(if that too much than maybe, Tim, Brian, habit, ej, toby) to where they try really hard to hide who they are and what they do maybe in case of the inhuman character the reader is blind but they knew since the second date and don't care because they love them. (The more fluffy the better)
Sorry for the way I write English is not my first language and I have dyslexia so commas and everything I'm between is my worst enemy.
Hey! Never apologize you’re actually a lot better than me when it comes to English and it’s my first language. You have such a brilliant mind and I was so excited writing this. I hope you love ittt!!
You Knew?!
In which the pasta boys tried so hard to keep their Jobs hidden, only.. to find out you actually knew all along?
TW: mentions of murder, dead bodies, bloody Jeff? Does that count?
BEN
“Ben it’s pretty obvious no?” blondie is speechless. You knew?
“but I.. I’ve been so good! How?!” Red pupils are blown out it’s so unexpected for him. “Baby you come through my tv and sit in my phone when I’m on it, you don’t think that’s a little weird to begin with?” you’re right. He’s slouched over for a moment. “Ye but how did you find out I did like.. you know.. bad. Things.” just say murder Ben. “it was kinda obvious stink!” Well, as long as you aren’t scared and you love him no matter what I suppose he really doesn’t have to hide it anymore. if you aren’t comfortable with hearing it that’s no issue, he’s more than happy to keep playing his games with you like before! To be out with you on dates and do whatever makes your lil heart happy. if you don’t mind hearing about it maybe he’ll tell you how he does it, what forms he uses or even go into detail about how he gets through devices! But he won’t ever over do it, he can’t have you scared. Not of him he loves you too much to lose you silly!
JEFF
He’s a big asshole everyone who’s been near him knows that, you know that better than anyone. Does being an asshole make you a murderer? No! Soooo just because Jeff’s an asshole doesn’t mean he’s a murder right? WRONG! And you know that! But he doesn’t know that you know that. When you tell him he’s a little dumbfounded. I mean, he knows he’s not normal in any way but.. you know and you’re okay with that? “if you rat me out I swear to god I’ll have your head hung above the bed” you don’t even look scared you just stare at him with hands on your hips and eyebrows quirked “right.” even if he’s a murderer you know somewhere in that yucky heart he’d never hurt you intentionally. Now knowing he forgets his knife in the kitchen sink (since you so graciously yelled at him for it) he try’s to keep his bloody knife’s out of the sink but he is now a lot more careless walking in with blood all over him. “Where’s my kiss hm? I want that shit sloppy and now. I think I deserve it” you give him a glance and with the amount of blood he’s covered in there will be no kissing. No touching. “Not until that is washed off, and I mean really scrubbed Jeff”. He’ll mumble and roll his eyes before making his way to the bathroom. “Hoe..” and yet, he still complies.
EJ
“Hey! Honey! Kidneys are in the fridge again.” What. Feet are fast to patter on the floor from the couch to the kitchen doorway. Shit. He forgot. He’d come in last night quite late and tiredly slid the kidneys into the fridge without thinking. Again. “Kidneys?” He asks with faux curiosity “again?” Jacky boy you’re getting sloppy. You may be in a healthy relationship. Well, as healthy as this kind can get.. but you still have to keep up with some lies you’ve told. “Yeah you’re supposed to keep them in your freezer. Oh! I’ve moved that for you by the way!” Double what. “Moved it so it wasn’t so hidden, you can get to it easier now!” Jack pauses, head tilting like a confused puppy. “That’s sweet of you my love but-“ you press fingers to his lips. These days he’s ditched the mask while home. “It’s okay, I know. You don’t have to hide it from me.” He’s.. more than shocked. But when you hand him the kidneys and press a kiss to grey skin how can he be upset or angry you’re being so understanding for a pretty serious situation. “Just no more organs in the freezer please, I really don’t wanna have to keep taking em out” Jack lets a chuckle tumble deep in his chest “of course. Understandably”
BRIAN/HOODIE
He hides it and to give him some credit he hides it well. He’s like any normal boyfriend except for the fact that he has a little hobby? Sure let’s call it that. Now most boyfriends likely won’t leave in the middle of the night and be gone for days, they also don’t really come back home with random medication bottles labeled someone else’s name and certainly not prescribed to Brian. But, other than that he’s pretty normal for a murderous stalker :) “Bri?” He didn’t mean to wake you and he looks over with his hands gripping at the mask covering his face. “Go back to sleep, I didn’t mean to wake you” Brian speaks in a hushed tone but your arms look so inviting when they lazily open up for him and he can’t help but follow his steps back to the bed with slumped shoulders. When you mumble out a soft “be safe please” his head perks up for a second and he swallows thick. “With?” “Yknow if you’re hurting people come back in one piece” heh.. there’s no fucking way yknow, the most you must know is maybe he’s robbing people of their medication and nothing else right? “Hurting people? Baby i wou-“ “you don’t have to lie Bri i know, secret is safe with me.” When he’s back from a shorter mission he’ll ask you how you know, turns out him stalking you months before your first date and even prior to knowing you might have been a dead give away. “Don’t worry, you’re cute so it makes up for it” yeah you’re being smothered in kisses.
TIM/MASKY
We know when masky takes over, Tim doesn’t remember most of it. Just knows he has this stupid mask that makes his gut turn whenever he sees it. I’d like to think you know not because he’s bad at hiding that part of him but because he can’t remember a lot of what he does and suspiciously his mask goes with him. Your second date with him may have been a give away or at least gave you some suspicion that he was.. different. He came in, camera still attached to his chest and mask in hand. Safe to say his little “working on a film” wasn’t a good lie for a smarty pants like you. To be fair it’s a good lie but something was off, especially when it becomes a habit and when you find his tapes and see the thing that seems to have him under its control.. and because you love him you accept him, you understand! Tim lays in bed beside you, nose tucked under your jaw and steadier breaths than moments ago. “Jus’ wanna remember, what if I black out around you, what if I hurt you.” Your fingers run through dark hair, left hand rubbing between his shoulder blades. “Not gonna happen. I’ll make sure it won’t.” He pauses, “you feel safe? Aren’t you scared of me?” You shake your head quick. “Nu uh! I know you wouldn’t hurt me.” Now give this man a big ol’ smooch.
TOBY
“I’d understand I-if you don’t feel safe but I-i wo-won’t hurt you. I’d tear myself apart if I d-did. Turn myself in.” His head twitches to the side and jaw flicks up in stressed tics. This is the last thing he needs. He trusts you it’s not that, it’s the fact that you know and possibly see him differently. He’s your baby, nothing more ok? Buttttt.. maybe just maybe he’ll start being a little careless.. now he’ll take pictures of himself while “working”, will answer your call while in the middle of standing over someone. “Hi baby! Yeah! J-just working! She’s got a pretty loo-lookin necklace, want it?” He’ll let you know how his day was and who pissed him off the most. If you thought this loser was clingy before you were wrong, he’s even more clingy now that he doesn’t have to hide anything. He’s always talking while he’s working, he needs to hear you talk always. Oh? The screams are bothering you a little? Too loud? Okay! That’s okay! He’ll mute for a sec! He’ll even figure out his little FaceTime for you and set it up somewhere just so he can see your face. “Wanna know how I killed this one guy baby?” No Toby. Love you but keep it to yourself babes.
HABIT
Hi! Hello! This mf does not care and honestly brags about it anytime he can, he thinks it’s quite funny. “Sooo, you don’t wanna watch me?” Nu uh, “awhhh, cmon bun it could be so much fun! A bonding experience yeah?” Yknow how cats will bring mice or birds back for their owners.. yeah well limbs would show up at your front door. Scary at first, but bunny he’s only trying to give you gifts. When you know it’s him and you don’t mind it actually becomes more common for him to bring dead things to you as gifts. It’s one of his big and maybe one of the few ways he shows he cares. Wanna see how he hunts? No? Too bad! Because you know he wants you to be involved, he wants you to watch him hunt, how animalistic he becomes. Don’t worry he’ll make sure it’s not too much for you if you’re screamish. He might think it’s funny but he’ll tone it down a bit. Just for his bon bon. It’s safe to say you knew immediately and he was not shy about it one bit. And because you’re his precious babe.. you have to be involved! you have to love what he does!
Please spare me I did this while at work for a first post, I promise my writing WILL NOT BE THIS SHIT ALWAYS.
JEFF
Uhm. Jeff is very emotionally unavailable.
Well, sorta. Maybe he’s worked on it for you? Especially if he really cares about you but don’t expect large gestures of love, of really anything but awkwardly sitting and or getting angry. He’s really only angry because he doesn’t know how he’s supposed to regulate your emotions for you. So when you came in, feet lazily dragging up the stairs and opening the bedroom door, you’re startled to see Jeff sitting on the bed.
When he sees you it’s.. a whole lot of staring.
“Who did this?”
He’ll ask fast, a little aggressively.
“No one Jeff, just a shit day..”
“Are you lying?”
You look at him while taking lazy steps to sit next to him.
“No”
Because. If it was someone.. he may not be good at regulating your emotions but he’ll sure as shit have the person who hurt you strung by their own insides for hurting you. But it was nobody, today felt dreadful and tears came on their own accord. Your head slowly shifts to rest on his shoulder and Jeff stops the sharpening of his knife for a moment, he’s like that for a good moment before awkwardly letting a hand come up to stroke your hair.
He’s trying okay?
BEN
You should know you don’t have privacy when it comes to Ben, your camera in your phone is always being peered through, your laptop, anything you can look into he’s looking right back at you.
Whoever you’re texting, whoever has you worked up the way you are right now has Ben’s pale skin a deep shade of red. But we can’t react irrationally right? We have to be a good boyfriend right Ben?
‘Baby why crying?’
YOU! Are typing but your texts seem to be deleted mid type and your phone is now typing for you. Fucking Ben.
He clearly knows why. He’s hijacked your phone, he’s sitting in the messages between you and your friend. He’s already read them thoroughly, memorized them intently.
‘Too pretty to cry mama, want me to fix it?’
No. No you don’t.
But he’ll only say a few things baby.. nothing too mean. He may come back to you a little bloody? His arms open with a pout on his face to almost mimic you. Press kisses to your forehead. That’s what a good boyfriend would do right?
Before you can reply in any way a message from your end is sent to your friend.
It’s Vulgar. And it’s gone in case of evidence. But.. there long enough to be seen. And Ben is no longer answering to your panicked spam messages, he’s only protecting you babe and well.. he didn’t really like that friend anyway =))
TOBY
Oh no no no, why? Why are tears streaming down his baby’s face? You’ll call him, he’ll be in the middle of chasing some stupid bitch down and the moment he hears those sad little whimpers he’s fast on his heel to turn around and book it back home. I have this Head canon that.. Toby has developed a tic where if he’s close enough he’ll rub his nose up and down your cheek, it started due to comforting and now it’s just become something he’ll do if your face is in close proximity.
If it was a shit day he’s there immediately, tripping over long limbs to wrap his twitchy arms around you, face smushed into yours and mumbling comforting words. If someone hurt you? It would be relatively the same, except his face is smushed and he’s speaking some., non comforting words?
“I’ll k-kill them. I will, I’ll bash my hatchet into their fuck-fucking face for doing this, who was it? Tell me? You won’t be in t-t-trouble, promise.. just tell me. I won’t do anything… crazy. Just- please.. please tell me”
He’s rubbing his nose against your cheek and jaw.
“No.. no more tears, just tell me- I-I’ll only c-choke em, won’t get b-b-bloody, swear it. T-this mother fucker won’t live for this.”
His hands run up behind your back to grab at your shoulders, face buried deep into the side of your neck while he continues to mumble how he wants to curb stomp the fucking asshole who made you cry like this.
He’ll bring their head to the front doorstep for you just so you know you won’t be bothered anymore
Whatever you want.
Tell him.
He’ll do it.
HABIT
Who? And what? And why? And where? If it’s as simple as a shitty day, tired and having to deal with paper work, or whatever it is you may do then you may not get much, maybe sex? Something to keep you quiet. he gets entertained He doesn’t do the entertaining especially any sort of comforting. But someone makes his bunny cry? Oh.
He’s hunting.
Nobody makes you cry like that, nobody hurts you, nobody except him, because he knows what’s really too much for you.
“Where were you?” He’ll ask quick, scoping you out the moment you told him some douchebag had screamed in your face, told you how fucking stupid you are for not being able to take a simple order. HABIT’s nose sniffs quick, brows quirking “bunny, where is this mother fucker, I’m not messing around”
How he can smell someone specifically , you will never get, you never really get used to any of HABIT’S.. habits lol. Bulky hands grab at your face, thumbs caressing the wet spots on your cheeks and pulling you into for kisses on the corner of your lips
“I’ll make it go away, and then you can have me all night”
BRIAN/HOODIE
He catches you right before he’s about to head out hand pulling at his hood and all.
“Woah woah woah”
Hands are out in front of you and he’s ducking to get a better look at your face all while pushing your hair out of your face.
“Hey woah. What’s going on babe?”
If it’s an absolute SHIT day and you just need a cuddle, a hug, just something quiet. He’s the mother fucking guy for the job. Brian’s thumbs slowly circle your shoulder while you both slump on the couch, his chin resting on your head. You can cry it out, if you wanna vent and scream go for it, he won’t judge you. He may even offer you some of his medication.
The medication he found.
Say no.
Now if someone hurt you? Oh, oh the stalking begins. He’s at that pricks work place, family house, bars they may go to, he’s going as far as stalking their friends to get a better idea of who this piece of shit thought they were. They’re valuables disappear slowly, essential things they need are no longer where they left it, and they were pretty sure they locked the door minutes ago when they stare at Brian in the corner of their room.
Brian comes back home to a sleepy you, his hoodie pocket hiding a few little gifts he brought back for you, but.. but you can see those tomorrow you keep sleeping, you deserve it. He’ll lay with you, dipping into the bed and pressing his nose deep into your shoulder blade.
TIM/MASKY
I mean he’s naturally reserved, quiet tends to keep to himself right? I feel he’s like Brian in this sense. Of course he’ll be there for you, he’s on the front doorstep with a cigarette in his mouth and blank eyes suddenly turn wide and a bit worried. He catches your wrist before you walk past him inside
“Where you goin’? Let me see your face”
He looks up at you from where he sits and examines the puffy skin around your eyes. He gets to his feet, ducking his head to get a better look at you.
“Oh.. sweetheart what happened?”
That’s right, nuzzle yourself in his chest, he’s there, he’s not going anywhere. He’s got you. You can cry baby he gets it. Tim’s fingers find their way through your hair and resting on the back of your neck while you breathe him in.
If it wasn’t a shit day, it was somebody who did this. He’s warm, running hot while he stands fast from the shitty sofa in his small trailer “what’d ya mean? Who?”
He’s not trying to sound mean he promises but he can’t just sit here and let whoever did this get away with it? Why can’t you understand that. But he won’t, if you really want him to stay put and forget about it he will, but on nights he blacks out and the mask is on he gets sloppy, can’t focus and somehow finds who the dumb fuck is.
I wouldn’t watch the news for the next few days babes.
