Garret: Is extremely attentive after sex, pulling you against his chest and running his big hands up and down your back. He always makes sure you drink water and checks if you’re sore, whispering praises like “You did so good for me, baby.”
Hannah: The sweetest after sex, always pulling you close and covering your face with soft kisses. She loves running her fingers through your hair while whispering how amazing you made her feel. Cuddles are non-negotiable; she’ll wrap herself around you like a koala until you both fall asleep.
Beau: Surprisingly attentive after sex. He pulls you close immediately, kissing your forehead and whispering how incredible you felt. He loves running his hands through your hair or tracing lazy patterns on your skin while catching his breath. Expect water, snacks, and him cuddling you like you’re his favorite trophy until you both fall asleep.
Dean: He’ll pull you against his chest, kiss your forehead, and run his fingers through your hair while whispering how good you were for him. He always makes sure you have water, a warm cloth, and his hoodie. No leaving the bed until you’re taken care of. Even when he’s exhausted, he stays awake longer than you just to watch you fall asleep.
Allie: Is incredibly sweet and attentive after sex. She loves pulling you close, stroking your hair, and whispering how amazing you felt always makes sure you’re hydrated and cuddles you until you both calm down.
B = Body Part ( Their favorite body part of their and yours)
Garrett: His favorite body part on himself are his arms — he loves how strong they look when he’s pinning you down or lifting you against the wall. On you? Your tits. He’s obsessed, always staring, groping, sucking, and leaving marks on them every single time. He’ll bury his face between them when he’s inside you, groaning about how perfect they feel in his hands.
Hannah: Her favorite body part of hers are her tits — she loves when you worship them, suck, and squeeze them. On you, she’s obsessed with your hips and thighs, gripping them hard while you ride her face. She constantly tells you how perfect your curves feel under her hands.
Beau: His favorite body part on himself is his arms and shoulders years of training made them strong and he loves when you grip them. On you, it’s your ass and thighs. He’s obsessed with grabbing, smacking, and spreading them while he’s inside you. He also can’t get enough of your lips watching them wrap around him or moaning his name.
Dean: His favorite body part on himself is his hands — big, strong hockey hands that love gripping your hips. On you? Your ass. He’s obsessed with the way it looks when you’re bent over every surface in the house. He constantly smacks, squeezes, and spreads it whenever he gets the chance.
Allie: Her favorite part of her own body is her waist and hips; she loves when you grip them hard while you’re inside her or when she’s riding you. On you, she’s obsessed with your thighs and the curve of your neck. She can’t stop touching and kissing them.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)
Garrett: Loves pulling out at the last second and finishing on your stomach, tits, or ass. The visual of his cum marking you drives him crazy. He’ll groan your name while stroking himself through it, eyes locked on the mess he made. Sometimes he’ll use his fingers to push some of it back inside you just to watch it drip out again.
Hannah: Is a massive squirter, especially when you hit that perfect spot with your fingers or strap. She gets embarrassed at first but you love making her soak the sheets and your face. She’ll shyly ask you to keep going because the orgasms feel even stronger when she squirts.
Beau: Loves finishing inside you (when protected) and watching it drip out. He has a thing for marking you cumming on your tits, stomach, or ass and rubbing it in like a claim. He’ll make you taste yourselves mixed together and groan at how filthy and hot it is.
Dean: Completely addicted to creampies. The sight of his cum dripping out of you drives him feral every single time. He’ll push it back inside with his fingers while growling “mine” and getting hard again instantly. Loves finishing inside you raw and watching it leak down your thighs afterward.
Allie: Gets extremely wet, soaking the sheets and your fingers every time she comes. She’s not a squirter but the amount of slick she produces is almost embarrassing to her. Cleanup usually turns into more lazy kisses and her tasting both of you on her fingers.
D = Dirty Talk (they talks you through it?)
Garrett: Is very vocal and loves talking you through it. “That’s it, baby… take my cock just like that. Fuck, you feel so good.” He mixes praise with filthy commands, telling you how tight you are and how he’s going to ruin you. His voice gets deeper and raspier the closer he gets, especially when he’s close to coming.
Hannah: She’s surprisingly vocal once she’s lost in it, moaning “please, baby, right there” breathlessly. Hannah loves when you talk dirty to her, praising how good she looks falling apart for you. She’ll whimper your name like a prayer while you spoil her.
Beau: Yes, he absolutely talks you through it. Deep, husky voice in your ear the whole time. “You take my cock so fucking well, baby… that’s it, squeeze me just like that.” He mixes praise with filthy commands and loves making you beg out loud.
Dean: He is filthy and talks you through it the entire time. Constant praise mixed with absolute filth. “That’s it, baby, take every inch. Fuck, you’re squeezing me so good.” He never shuts up — even when he’s close, he’s moaning dirty promises in your ear.
Allie: She talks you through it beautifully, especially when she’s in control. Her voice gets breathy and needy as she moans instructions loves telling you “just like that, baby… don’t stop” and praising how good you feel. When she’s feeling extra submissive she whimpers the dirtiest things in your ear until you lose it.
E = Experience (How experienced is They?)
Garrett: Experienced but not a manwhore. He had a few steady hookups before you, but nothing serious. He knows exactly what he’s doing — years of hockey discipline taught him great body control and stamina. With you he’s constantly learning what makes you scream his name the loudest.
Hannah: Wasn’t super experienced before you, mostly vanilla hookups that left her wanting more. With you she’s discovering what she really likes — being spoiled and taken care of. She’s a quick learner and gets more confident every time you’re together.
Beau: Very experienced. As the star Dean duo and with all that charm, he’s had plenty of hookups before you. But once he’s with you, he focuses all that skill on learning exactly what makes you scream his name. He knows tricks and positions most guys your age haven’t even heard of.
Dean: We all know he was a total manwhore before you. He’s slept with more girls than he can count and knows exactly how to play your body. But once he’s with you, all that experience is used to ruin you in the best way possible. He’s cocky about it too “No one’s ever gonna fuck you like I do, sweetheart.”
Allie: She doesn’t has a ton of experience, but she knows exactly what she wants and isn’t shy about asking for it once she trusts you learns fast and pays close attention to every reaction you give her, quickly becoming amazing at reading your body.
F = Favorite Position (self explanatory)
Garrett: His absolute favorite is you riding him. He loves leaning back and watching your tits bounce while gripping your hips. Missionary is a close second because he can kiss you, choke you lightly, or pin your wrists above your head. Doggy also gets him feral — especially when he pulls your hair and presses your face into the mattress.
Hannah: She loves being on her back in missionary so she can see your face while you fuck her. Being a pillow princess, she enjoys when you’re on top, pinning her down gently and giving her everything. Wrapped legs around your waist while you grind deep is her heaven.
Beau: Addicted to doggy style gripping your hips and pounding deep Prone bone is his ultimate favorite pressing you flat into the mattress with his whole body covering yours. He also loves Lotus position when he wants it slow and intimate, face to face with you in his lap.
Dean: Totally loves bending you over every surface he can find — kitchen counter, couch, desk, hood of his car, locker room bench. Doggy and standing positions are his go-to because he loves watching your ass bounce while he rails you. He’ll fuck you against walls, over the back of the couch, or anywhere he can get deep and watch you fall apart.
Allie: Loves being on top so she can control the pace and watch your face while she rides you. She also adores missionary with her legs wrapped around your waist because she can pull you close and kiss you the whole time. Doggy scissoring with you gripping her hips is a close third; she feels you so deep that way.
G = Goofy (Is The more serious or humorous?)
Garrett: Can be a bit serious during sex, but he has his goofy moments. He’ll laugh if you make a silly sound or if you both tumble off the bed. He loves teasing you mid-thrust with a smirk and a playful comment just to make you whine. Overall he’s more intense than silly, but never makes you feel embarrassed.
Hannah: Can be a little shy and giggly during sex, especially if something awkward happens. She loves when things get playful — a sudden kiss attack or tickling that turns into more. But once she’s turned on, she gets needy and focused on feeling good.
Beau: Is super goofy during sex and can’t help cracking jokes. He’ll make you laugh even when he’s balls deep, then turn it filthy in the same breath. His humor makes everything feel fun and connected instead of serious.
Dean: So very humorous during sex. He’ll crack jokes, tease you, and make you laugh even when he’s balls deep. Sex with him is fun, playful, and never too serious. But when he wants to be intense, the goofy side disappears and he becomes dominant and focused.
Allie: She has moments of playful giggles mid-sex when something awkward happens. But once things get intense she turns focused and hungry, losing the goofiness completely. Her humor usually comes out during foreplay or right after, keeping things light and loving.
H = Hair (How well-groomed is The? Does the carpet match the drapes?)
Garrett: He trims regularly because he likes feeling clean and doesn’t want anything getting in the way. The carpet matches the drapes — dark, thick hair that leads down in a sexy happy trail. He doesn’t go fully bare but stays neat for maximum comfort and aesthetics.
Hannah: She keeps herself neatly trimmed, soft and always smooth for you she loves when you kiss and nuzzle. She gets a little self-conscious but melts when you tell her how pretty she is down there.
Beau: Keeps himself well-groomed but not completely bare.He has a neat happy trail that matches his hair. The carpet is trimmed short and always clean for you.
Dean: He trims everything neatly but doesn’t go fully bare. The carpet definitely matches the drapes — that golden dirty-blond hair looks perfect on him. He loves when you run your fingers through his happy trail while you’re going down on him.
Allie: She is completely waxed and smooth everywhere loves the extra sensitivity it gives her. She keeps herself perfectly groomed because it makes her feel sexy and confident. The soft, bare skin drives her crazy when you kiss and lick her there for long periods.
I = Intimacy (How is The during the moment?)
Garrett: He maintains eye contact, kisses you deeply, and constantly tells you how much he loves you. Even when it’s rough, there’s always an undercurrent of tenderness — foreheads pressed together, hands intertwined. He makes you feel like the only girl in the world every single time.
Hannah: Craves deep eye contact and emotional connection during sex. She wants to feel loved and spoiled, not just fucked — lots of “I’ve got you, baby” moments. Kissing nonstop while you’re inside her makes everything more intense for her.
Beau: Is incredibly intimate even when he’s being rough.Eye contact, forehead kisses, and holding your hands are constant.He makes you feel worshipped and loved no matter how nasty the sex gets.
Dean: He loves eye contact, forehead kisses, and holding your hands while he fucks you slow and deep. Even in rough rounds he’ll cup your face and tell you how much he loves you. He makes you feel like the only girl in the world.
Allie: She wants eye contact, deep kisses, and constant touching. Even when it’s rough, she needs that emotional connection, whispering “I love you” against your lips thrives on feeling close to you on every level, body and soul.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
Garrett: When he’s away or you’re busy, Garrett jerks off to photos or voice notes you sent him. He strokes slowly at first, imagining it’s your hand or mouth, then gets rougher as he thinks about burying himself inside you. He always cleans up thinking about the next time he’ll have you for real.
Hannah: She masturbates thinking about you almost every night, especially after texting all day. Loves using her fingers while imagining your mouth on her tits and between her legs. She gets loud when she’s alone, moaning your name into her pillow.
Beau: Jerks off regularly, especially when he’s thinking about you. He’s vocal even alone — grunting your name. He has no shame sending you teasing texts or voice notes when he’s doing it. After you start dating, most of his solo sessions turn into “I need you right now” calls.
Dean: He doesn’t jerk off nearly as much anymore now that he has you why would he when he can have the real thing? But when you’re apart or he’s worked up thinking about you, he’ll stroke himself while texting you filthy messages. He saves his load for you every single time.
Allie: Masturbates regularly because she genuinely enjoys it as an act of self-love. Sometimes she’ll do it even when you’re home, not because she’s unsatisfied, but because it feels good and empowering doesn’t always tell you beforehand you might walk in on her with a toy between her legs and a blissful expression.
K = Kink (One or more of Theirs kinks)
Garrett: Has a big thing for marking you — hickeys on your tits, fingerprints on your hips, light spanking. He loves light choking (with consent) and making you keep eye contact while he ruins you. Also really into mirror sex so you both can watch.
Hannah: Big praise kink tell her she’s yourgood girl and she’ll fall apart instantly. Loves being spoiled, light choking (giving and receiving), and having her tits played with roughly. Slight breeding kink when she’s really deep in subspace.
Beau: Big on light spanking, hair-pulling, and breeding talk. He loves risky semi-public sex (locker room, car, party bathroom). Also into mirror sex so you both can watch.
Dean: Daddy kink hits him hard — he loves when you moan it while he’s balls deep. He’s heavily into exhibitionism, always trying to fuck you in risky places where you might get caught. He also has a thing for recording you (with your consent) so he can watch how pretty you look when he ruins you.
Allie: Is a super switch and thrives on both dominating you and being dominated She has a big thing for power play, light choking, and being praised while she’s being used also loves when you edge her until she’s shaking and begging.
L = Location (Favorite places to do it)
Garrett: His bedroom at the Fraternity house, the locker room after everyone leaves, and the backseat of his car. He also loves fucking you in the shower wet bodies, slippery skin, and easy cleanup. Anywhere he can have you pressed against a wall is a win.
Hannah: Her favorite is your bed or hers, where she can be as loud as she wants. Shower sex is a close second — you holding her up against the tiles. She’s not big on super risky public places but loves the thrill of your car at night.
Beau: His favorites are his truck, the locker room after practice, and his bedroom with the door locked. He’s down for risky spots like the couch when the guys are out or a quiet corner at parties. Hotel rooms during away games turn him extra wild.
Dean: Will fuck you literally anywhere locker room, car, rooftop, movie theater, bathroom at parties. His favorite is bending you over any available surface in the house when the guys are home. The risk of getting caught only makes him harder. But his all time favourite is shower sex
Allie: Her favorite is your shared bed where she can be as loud as she wants. She also gets excited about risky quickies in the car or the classroom after classes. The shower is another go-to because she loves wet, slippery sex against the tiles.
M = Motivation (What turns Them on?)
Garrett: Seeing you in his hockey jersey with nothing underneath instantly makes him hard. Your moans, the way you tug his hair, and when you beg for him are his biggest turn-ons. Post-game adrenaline always has him desperate to find you and bury himself inside you.
Hannah: Seeing you in control and focused on her pleasure turns her on like nothing else. Compliments, neck kisses, and when you call her “princess” or “babygirl”. Watching you get worked up while eating her out is her biggest turn-on.
Beau: Seeing you in his jersey or bent over in leggings instantly turns him on. Your laugh, the way you tease him back, and when you get a little bratty. Post-game adrenaline always makes him want to fuck you senseless.
Dean: Seeing you in little skirts turns him on instantly. Your bratty attitude and the way you tease him back drive him crazy. Also loves when you’re jealous — it makes him want to remind you who you belong to.
Allie: Gets turned on by emotional closeness when you look at her like she’s everything. Compliments, teasing touches throughout the day, and seeing you get possessive over her drive her crazy. She also loves when she catches you staring at her body.
N = No (Something The wouldn’t do)
Garrett: His hard no is CNC. He doesn’t like any scenario where you pretend you don’t want it — he needs enthusiastic consent every time. He also won’t do anything that could seriously hurt you or make you uncomfortable. Anything involving other people watching or joining is also off the table.
Hannah: Bondage is a hard no — she doesn’t like feeling restricted or helpless. Anything that involves real pain or degradation is off the table. She needs to feel safe and cherished at all times.
Beau: He won’t do anything that involves real pain, degradation that feels mean, or sharing you. No choking that’s too intense or anything that could actually hurt you. He’s also not into super heavy BDSM — he prefers fun and playful.
Dean: He won’t share you. Ever. No threesomes, no watching other people touch you — you’re his and only his. He also draws the line at anything that could genuinely hurt you.
Allie: Her absolute no is monotony needs constant variety and excitement. She hates routine sex and wants to keep things fresh and spontaneous. Anything that feels boring or predictable is a hard pass.
O = Oral (Preference giving or receiving)
Garrett: He’ll spend ages between your thighs, tongue and fingers working until you’re shaking. He loves when you suck him off — especially if you look up at him with teary eyes and his cock in your mouth. 69 is a regular favorite so he can eat you out while you take him.
Hannah: Is a total receiver — she loves laying back like a pillow princess while you devour her. She gets shy about giving but will eagerly bury her face between your thighs when she’s in the mood. She prefers receiving head way more and can cum multiple times from it.
Beau: He loves giving almost as much as receiving. He’ll eat you out like a starving man, especially after a win. When receiving, he’s a sucker for eye contact and you on your knees. He’ll guide your head gently but gets super vocal and praise-heavy.
Dean: He loves both but is a huge giver. Dean will eat you out for hours, holding your thighs open while he makes you scream. He also loves when you drop to your knees and take him deep, especially if he can fuck your throat.
Allie: Totally refers giving over receiving, though she loves both. She’s enthusiastic and loves watching your reactions while she goes down on you gets really into it, moaning into you and taking her time.
P = Pace (Is The fast and rough or slow and sensual?)
Garrett: He can do both, but he loves starting slow and deep, then switching to fast and rough when you’re begging. Sensual and teasing at the beginning, then pounding you into the mattress when you’re close. He adjusts perfectly to whatever you need that day.
Hannah: She loves a mix but leans toward slow and sensual, deep thrusts that make her feel everything. When she’s desperate she’ll beg for it harder and faster. You setting the pace while she just takes it drives her crazy.
Beau: He can do both fast and rough in doggy/prone bone when the mood is feral. Slow and sensual in Lotus, grinding deep while kissing you stupid. He usually starts playful and builds to whatever you’re craving.
Dean: He can do both for sure but there's a thing... Most of the time he’s pounding you hard while bending you over every surface. He loves switching paces just to keep you on edge algo cause he loves grabbing your hips to push you back
Allie: The definition of greedy koves it fast and intense most of the time. She craves deep, quick sex that leave her breathless can do slow and sensual but always ends up begging for more speed.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies)
Garrett: 100% down for quickies. Fast, dirty fucks in the car or bathroom before a game are common. He still makes sure you cum, even if it’s quick — he hates leaving you unsatisfied. But he prefers long sessions where he can take his time worshipping you.
Hannah: She’s not the biggest fan of quickies because she loves being spoiled for a long time. But if you’re both horny and have ten minutes, she’ll still let you finger her until she squirts. She prefers taking her time to get properly ruined.
Beau: Huge fan of quickies. He’s efficient and can make you come fast. “Five minutes, baby, I promise” usually turns into fifteen because he gets carried away. Perfect for before games or between classes.
Dean: Is beyond obsessed with quickies. He’ll drag you into a closet or bathroom for a fast, dirty fuck most of times. Five minutes is more than enough for him to make you cum and leave you dripping. Also he loves how you can't have enough time to recover and your legs are all shaky
Allie: Is a huge fan of quickies like insane she thinks they’re fucking hot and spontaneous A fast fuck in the bathroom before class or in the car gets her excited for later. She can cum surprisingly fast when she’s worked up.
R = Risk (Is The game to experiment? Does he take risks?)
Garrett: He’s pretty open to experimenting and taking risks, especially semi-public stuff that gets the adrenaline going. He loves pushing your limits in a safe way — new positions, light bondage, toys. Always checks in and respects boundaries.
Hannah: Is somewhat adventurous with you but prefers comfort and privacy. She’ll try new things if you guide her gently and make her feel safe. Riskiest she’ll go is semi-public like the car or locked bathroom.
Beau: He’s very open to experimenting and taking risks — the thrill of getting caught turns him on. He’ll try new positions or toys if you suggest them. Always makes sure you’re comfortable first though.
Dean: Completely lives for the risk. He’ll finger you under the table at dinner with friends or fuck you in semi-public places just for the thrill. The danger of getting caught makes everything hotter for him also cause he knows you can't keep quiet.
Allie: Very open to experimenting and taking risks. Public play, semi-public sex, and trying new toys or positions turn her on. She trusts you completely and loves pushing boundaries together. Actually she's the one who suggests everything
S = Stamina (How many rounds can The go?)
Garrett: Hockey player stamina is no joke Garrett can go 3-4 rounds easily with short breaks. He recovers fast and stays hard for a long time, especially when he’s really turned on by you. You’ll be exhausted before he is.
Hannah: She can handle 2-3 intense rounds before getting sleepy and extra cuddly. Her body is very sensitive so each orgasm hits harder than the last. After the third she becomes a blissed-out, cute clingy mess.
Beau: As an athlete, his stamina is excellent easily 3-4 rounds with short breaks.He can go hard for a long time, especially when he’s in the mood to tease you. Round two is usually even better because he’s more relaxed.
Dean: He's a player obviously has insane stamina easily goes for 3-4 rounds. Hockey conditioning means he can fuck you for hours without getting tired. He’ll keep going until you’re shaking and begging.
Allie: For sure can go for 2-3 solid rounds, especially when she’s really turned on. She bounces back quickly thanks to her high energy and love for pleasure. By the third round she’s a whimpering, oversensitive mess but still begging for more.
T = Toys (Does The own/use toys?)
Garrett: He owns a couple of toys for you — vibrator and plug mainly. Loves using them while he fucks you or makes you wear them in public. He’s not intimidated by them at all and thinks they make things hotter. Will buy new ones if you express interest.
Hannah: She owns a few vibrators and a dildo she uses while thinking of you. Loves when you use toys on her, especially a vibrator on her clit while you fuck her with your strap. She’s open to more toys as long as you’re the one controlling them.
Beau: He owns a couple of vibrators for you and isn’t shy about using them. Loves combining toys with his mouth or cock to overstimulate you. He’s open to more but nothing too extreme.
Dean: He owns a few toys (vibrators, plugs) mostly to use on you. Loves edging you with a vibrator before fucking you senseless. He’s open to experimenting but prefers his cock and hands doing most of the work.
Allie: Owns several toys and is obsessed with clit suckers she’ll use them on herself or let you edge her for ages. She loves incorporating vibrators, dildos, and even restraints when the mood strikes. Toy play is a regular part of your sex life since you adore to use the strap.
U = Unfair (How much The likes to tease)
Garrett: Is a massive tease. He’ll edge you for ages, slow strokes while smirking, making you beg. He loves when you’re desperate and whining his name. But he always rewards you in the end — usually multiple times.
Hannah: Fucking loves being teased but gets super whiny and needy when you edge her. She’ll pout and beg so prettily that you usually give in. You teasing her tits and inner thighs is her weakness.
Beau: A massive tease. He’ll edge you until you’re begging, smiling the whole time. He loves making you say exactly what you want before he gives it to you. But he always delivers in the end.
Dean: For sure he is the ultimate tease like the to point of being a bitch. He’ll edge you for ages, pulling out right when you’re about to cum just to hear you whine “Daddy please.” He loves watching you squirm and beg for him.
Allie: Is a massive tease literally the human form of tease. She’ll grind on you, send nudes, or do sexy dances just to watch you suffer. Loves edging you (and herself) until you’re both desperate. Her playful unfairness always ends in fucking explosive orgasms.
V = Volume (How loud is They?)
Garrett: Vocal but not extremely loud. Deep groans, curses, and your name growled in your ear. He gets louder when he’s close, especially if you’re riding him. He loves when you are loud though the louder you are, the harder he goes.
Hannah: Is loud when she feels safe. Lots of moans, whimpers, and breathy gasps. She says your name like a prayer when she comes. She tries to be quieter in risky places but fails adorably.
Beau: He’s pretty loud — lots of groaning, grunting, and dirty talk. He moans your name when he comes and isn’t afraid to be vocal. He loves when you’re loud too and encourages it.
Dean: He’s loud and vocal lots of grunts, moans, and filthy dirty talk. Doesn’t care if the whole house hears him claiming you. Your moans are his favorite sound though, and he works hard to pull them out of you.
Allie: Fucking loud and unashamed about it lots of moans, whimpers, and cries of your name. She tries to be quieter in risky places but usually fails adorably. Her sounds are music to your ears and extremely motivating.
W = Wild card (Random headcanon)
Garrett: Secretly loves when you wear his jersey while he fucks you from behind. He’ll pull it up just enough to see your tits bounce. He also has a thing for slow, lazy morning sex where he’s half asleep but still deep inside you. After big wins, he gets extra possessive and needy.
Hannah: Secretly wants to try the mommy kink with you. She fantasizes about calling you “mommy” while you spoil and dominate her softly. She’s shy about bringing it up but gets soaked just thinking about it. She wants to feel extra spoiled and taken care of in that dynamic.
Beau: Has a recurring fantasy about having a threesome with you and Dean. He gets ridiculously turned on just talking about it. He’s mentioned it multiple times during dirty talk, describing how hot it would be to share you. He’d never pressure you but the idea clearly lives rent-free in his head.
Dean: Secretly not so secretly loves when you wear his clothes after sex. He’ll fuck you in his jersey and then make you sleep in it, covered in his cum. Possessive as hell in the hottest way possible.
Allie: Loves giving you private sexy dances she’ll put on music, strip slowly, and grind on you until you can’t take it anymore. It’s her signature way of seducing you and always leads to mind-blowing sex. Her dancer energy makes every performance incredibly hot.
X = X-ray (What’s going on under the clothes?)
Garrett: Thick, long cock with a slight upward curve that hits all the right spots. Veiny and perfect. Heavy balls, trimmed dark hair, and a very defined V-line that leads straight to it. Athletic body broad shoulders, strong arms, abs you can trace with your tongue.
Hannah: Has the most soft, full curves with beautiful tits she loves having played with. Her pussy is pretty, pink, and gets so wet for you. She has sensitive nipples and loves showing off her body when she’s comfortable.
Beau: Is long and thick with a slight upward curve that hits all the right spots. He’s well-groomed and keeps everything neat down there. The head is especially sensitive and gets flushed dark when he’s really hard.
Dean: 7.3 Is thick and long with a slight upward curve that hits your g-spot perfectly. Veiny, pretty pink reddish head that looks like a mushroom and always ready for you. He knows exactly how to use it and loves showing it off.
Allie: Has an athletic, toned body with soft curves at her waist and hips. Her breasts are perky and sensitive, and her ass is round and firm from all the training. She’s always smooth, glowing, and incredibly responsive to touch.
Y = Yearning (How high is Their sex drive?)
Garrett: Has a very high sex drive. He wants you almost every day, sometimes multiple times. Even after a rough practice he’ll come home horny and ready to go. You’re basically his favorite addiction.
Hannah: Her sex drive is high when she feels safe and loved. She gets needy and clingy, sending you shy texts when she wants you. Once in a relationship, she craves you almost daily.
Beau: Has a very high sex drive. He wants you almost every day, sometimes multiple times. Even after a tough game he still has energy for you. He’s constantly horny for you specifically.
Dean: His sex drive is extremely high. He wants you multiple times a day at least in the morning, after practice, before bed. You’re basically his addiction if you can do more sure more.
Allie: Has a very high sex drive she wants you every time is possible She’s not shy (she's actually proud) about initiating and can get needy fast. Her yearning is both physical and emotional; she craves the connection as much as the orgasm.
Z = Zzz (How quickly The sleeps afterwards)
Garrett: He falls asleep pretty fast after sex, especially if he’s holding you against his chest. But he always makes sure you’re taken care of first never just rolls over. Big warm body wrapped around you is the best sleeping pill.
Hannah: She falls asleep pretty fast after sex, especially after good aftercare. She curls into you like a koala, head on your chest sleeps best when she feels thoroughly fucked and cherished.
Beau: He falls asleep pretty fast after sex, especially after multiple rounds. He always pulls you into his arms first though, spooning you tightly. You usually fall asleep to the sound of his soft breathing and occasional sleepy jokes.
Dean: Falls asleep pretty fast after sex, but only after making sure you’re taken care of. He pulls you on top of his chest, wraps his arms around you, and is out within minutes. You’re always safe and warm in his arms He needs to be sure you feel that way so he can sleep
Allie: Falls asleep pretty quickly after sex, especially if you cuddle her. She likes being the little spoon, tucked against your chest drifts off with a satisfied smile and soft breathing.
you were lying on john’s bed half asleep, your notes laid out in front of you, serving no purpose. you stirred awake to the heavy slam of his bedroom door, john’s boots thudded across the floor as he barged in, still reeking of the arena, musky cologne, and sweat from hours of drills.
his shoulders stayed locked tight, jaw grinding and tense from that blowup with garrett over the way he was disrespecting everyone, that little confrontation had dragged the whole practice into overtime.
“baby are you okay? how was practice?” you murmured quietly. you never liked how stressed he would get over practices, especially when they ended up with arguments involving garrett.
he didn't bother with words, just stripped off his gear piece by piece in the bedroom, eyes locked on you with that hungry dark look.
the second he climbed into bed his mouth crashed down on yours, tongue pushing deep in a rough kiss that stole your breath and left your lips swollen.
his hands ripped the blankets aside and peeled away whatever you had on until nothing separated your skin from his. you were laid out pretty and bare for him just the way he liked it.
everyone knew how gentle john logan was with you. always making sure you’re okay, kissing you gently, and speaking to you with the softest tone. but days like these when he was frustrated and missing you, all he wanted to do at the end of the day was fuck you senseless.
john spread your thighs wide and dropped his head straight between them, wasting no time, dragging his tongue in one thick, slow stripe right through your wet folds. you moaned loudly the pleasure flowing through you all at once.
he buried his face there, sucking your clit between his lips with hard pulls while his tongue shoved inside your pussy again and again, lapping up every drop of your essence as it slicked his chin.
at the same time two thick fingers pushed in deep, pumping steady and curling to hit that sensitive spot inside with every thrust.
the pressure built fast, your back bowing off the mattress as the pleasure slammed through you in heavy waves, tears stinging your eyes from how intense it felt. “oh my god!” you barely got out, your body getting hot all over.
he didn't ease up, mouth working your swollen clit nonstop while his fingers stretched and fucked you open, the wet sounds echoing loud in the room as he growled low against your skin.
"this perfect pussy belongs to me," he muttered between licks. "spent the whole practice thinking about burying my tongue in it. take every bit, baby." his tongue flattened and circled your clit slow before sucking it back in, fingers never slowing their deep drive inside you.
your hips rocked up to meet his face without thinking, moans pouring out of you as the heat climbed higher until your vision went blurry from the tears of raw pleasure.
he worked his fingers slowly, hitting your spot every time, having you moaning and arching off the bed, while his mouth stayed glued to your clit, sucking until your legs trembled hard around his head.
when he pulled back, mouth glistening and gaze dark, john lined his thick cock up and drove inside you in one hard thrust, sinking to the base. he started pounding right away, giving you no time as he usually would to adjust.
his hips began snapping forward in sharp, deep strokes that shook the bed frame. the both of you already knew the guys would tease him about this later. logan didn’t have it in him to give one fuck, not when you were squeezing him so well.
his hands pinned your wrists above your head, body pressing you flat as he fucked into your pussy without holding back, using every inch of you to work off the anger from practice and the fight with garrett. "you squeeze my cock so perfectly, honey," he growled, voice raspy and filthy as he talked you through it.
"so tight and soaked for me. feel how deep i'm hitting? yeah, take it all, good girl. let me fuck this pussy the way you want it."
you melted into it completely, desperate and lost, kissing him messy between every moan and agreeing to every dirty word he threw at you. "yes, john, harder, please," you gasped against his mouth, body lifting to meet his aggressive rhythm.
"i need it, use me, fuck me just like that." he kept driving into you, dirty talk flowing nonstop. "look at you taking every inch like you were made for it. this pussy feels so good clenching around me. you love when i have a bad practice, cause you know i fuck you well after it, don't you? say it."
your lips found his again in another hungry kiss, tongue sliding against his as you nodded and whispered back, "yes, i love it, don't stop, fill me up."
john let go of your wrists only to grip your hips tight, yanking you down onto his cock with each thrust, the new angle letting him grind deep against your front while he kept talking.
"gonna make you cum all over me. squeeze me tighter, baby. that's my girl, always taking this dick so well."
he shifted one hand between your bodies to rub your clit in tight circles while he fucked you even harder, the added pressure pushing you straight to the edge. your nails raked down his back, pulling him closer as you kissed him desperately and agreed to everything between broken sounds. "yes, john, i'm yours, cum inside me, please."
his pace turned rougher, balls slapping against you with every stroke, sweat slicking both your bodies as he used the heat of your cunt to burn through every bit of leftover tension from the long day. "good girl, just like that, cum for me while i fill this pussy up."
the orgasm crashed over you hard, body clamping down around his cock as tears slipped down your cheeks from the intensity, and john followed right after, burying himself deep and pulsing hot inside you with a low groan, hips jerking through the aftershocks while he kept you pinned and kissed you through it all. he looked down at you lovingly, you looked so messy and perfect for him. “my beautiful girl..” he whispered as he stroked your cheek.
(They’re finally here! Love you all! Hope you enjoy!)
Even when you don't see him, you know he's there. You feel him in the air like electricity. Like the charged atmosphere of a fast approaching storm. The feeling of static ripples across your skin, raising hair and goosebumps in it's wake. He's impossible to ignore. Your entire body screams at you to seek him out. To look, to search, to find him. Find him where he always is: just across the way. He's always there, and he's always staring. A brooding sentinel under the neon lights of the busy boardwalk.
He looks like he belongs in the dark, like a stalking predator lurking in plain sight. His prominent brow casts shadows across his chiseled face, accentuating the tired circles under his smoldering eyes. His gaze is enigmatic: troubling and captivating all at once. It stops you in your tracks every time you get caught in it, rooting you in place as your entire body reacts: equal parts flustered and unnerved. It's hard to decipher which emotion rules over the other when your stomach flutters so wildly and your heart beats so madly.
When you stare back at him, you will yourself to understand. To understand what he wants from you. To garner some kind of meaning from his expressionless face. To understand why a complete stranger elicits such a powerful reaction from you: something so intense, and hot, and stirring. But when you stare back at him, the only thing you garner is the hunger. He looks like he wants to eat you alive.....
Even so, you can't ignore him. Not in any lasting way....
Only occasionally will you look upon him and find him locked upon another target. Sometimes it's another stranger, other times it's a member of his own eclectic crew. Yet even then, you're incapable of fooling yourself into thinking that he's unaware of you. He finds you too seamlessly, as though your location is innately familiar to him. It's in those moments that he smiles—and his grin is almost worse than the indecipherable expression that you've grown to expect. Not because it's ugly, but because it's dangerous. It's dangerous because it's inviting.
It would be easy—so, so easy—to simply walk over. To allow your trembling legs to march you towards him and take you where you yearn to go. A strangling sensation interrupts that train of thought: a reminder that you haven't breathed since getting caught in his captivating stare. It's a reminder that this is anything but natural, or perhaps that it's far too natural: like a Venus flytrap luring in its prey.
You tear your gaze away from him—better late than never—and force yourself to turn in the opposite direction, even if a small part of you screams out a string of nonsensical objections. Despite the internal struggle, you stay firm in your resolve. You ignore the inexplicable pull that draws you towards him: towards the undeniable danger of the dark and beautiful stranger.
It doesn't get easier the farther you get. You continue to wonder about him: about the next time he'll turn up, about why you're his chosen "victim", about what the future has in store for you. There used to be nights where you didn't see him at all, "days" at a time passing without a single glimpse or unmistakable sign of his lingering presence.
He no longer stays gone for very long....
Now you see him every time you walk the boardwalk, whether you're alone or with friends. He has friends too—if that's what he considers them—and sometimes they watch you with him. Their gazes are far more fleeting than his are, and oftentimes easier to read. They regard you with amusement, as though entertained by their friends' interest in you. He pays less attention to you whenever he has company. It's a seemingly conscious effort, rather than the product of being distracted. You wonder if it's out of embarrassment or something else....
Tonight you're alone, strolling the boardwalk for something to do. Rollercoaster? No. Concert? No. Carnival games? No. A little boy runs past. You're ashamed by how quickly you recognize him. That's when you feel it: feel him. For the first time ever, he's right by your side.
You expect him to be looking ahead when you chance a glance at his profile, but instead, he's looking at you. He doesn't speak immediately, neither do you. The two of you just stare at each other, like you're both enthralled with the other. You look away first, just like you always do.
"What's your name?" It's the first thing you've ever heard come out of his mouth. It's smooth, and quiet, and it makes your heart beat even faster, fluttering in your chest like hummingbird wings.
"Y/n." You respond, willing your voice not to tremble. You try not to stare—a very conscious effort. It feels wrong to be this close to him: close enough to count the long, dark lashes surrounding his deep, black eyes. A moment passes and he remains silent.
"What's your name?" You ask, realizing that he isn't going to give it to you freely. He's smiling when you glance over at him. Your mouth goes dry.
"Dwayne." He answers simply, his voice like warm honey. Something inside you stirs.
Dwayne is quiet, quiet in both his voice and his temperament. Though his presence is constant, his conversation is sparse. He follows you down the boardwalk, or maybe you follow him. You suppose that the two of you walk together, both following after the boy. Dwayne seems comfortable in the silence, as though he's more interested in your presence than your voice. You wish you could say the same. The silence is maddening.
The questions are no better: spoken at just the right moments; leaving you hanging on by a thread. Just when you think you're free from his trap, he snares you yet again. Every time he does, you can almost see the satisfaction written across his face. He looks faintly pleased with himself, and maybe a little amused: like he knows exactly what he's doing and finds it entertaining. Yet it never crosses your mind to leave. The concept is unfathomable, even when the logical side of you screams at you to do so.
But he doesn't seem so dangerous now that he's so close. Now he's just handsome—handsome and mysterious, and deeply alluring.
You see his friends before he does; at least you think you do. They're further down the boardwalk and they're looking at you. At the two of you, sure, but mainly at you. You don't like the weight of their stares. They look far too expectant....
The boy, Laddie, runs ahead and joins them, the action seemingly routine. Dwayne stops walking once he does, turning his body towards you as you follow his lead and pause. Though he angles himself in your direction, his eyes remain locked on the lightest and most striking member of his gang. They share a silent conversation as the two of you stand mere yards away, and though you aren't privy to what they're "saying", the implication is obvious enough.
"Do you have to go?" You ask, knowing he won't supply it himself. The question is redundant. Even you know that.
"Do you want to come?" He asks instead of answering, finally looking at you as he waits for your reply. His gaze is almost enough to convince you.
"I shouldn't." You say decidedly. It's the first smart decision you've made all night.
"Okay." The answer is understanding rather than disappointed. With most men, the one word response would be a punishment. With Dwayne, it's different. Even as you both stand there staring at each other, you don't feel like he's trying to pressure you or change your mind. You just feel like he's not quite ready to let you go. You're not ready either.
"Goodnight." You offer, forcing yourself to make the first move. You don't know if this anomaly in routine will change things between the two of you, but you can't stay in this moment forever. You'll have to face it eventually, whether that means never seeing him again or seeing him far too much.
"'Night." He replies as he takes his first step away from you. You watch him go, forcing yourself to look away once you're sure that he's leaving. It's only when you hear all of their bikes roar to life that you steal yourself another glance. He catches your eye one last time, his lip twitches, and then he's gone.
Fortunately—at least you think it is—he doesn't stay gone for very long. He falls into step with you the next time you visit the boardwalk, catching you by surprise as you wander the sandy wood and rough concrete. He offers you a small smile as your eyes travel up from his moving feet to his handsome face. You can't help but reciprocate it. The little boy isn't with him tonight. Tonight he's all yours.
A little girl passes the two of you clutching a big stuffed prize. You watch her as she goes, your head swiveling.
"You want one?" He asks without a hint of judgement. Even so, you feel a bit silly and instinctively prepare to refuse, a slightly embarrassed smile tugging at your lips.
"I'll win you one." He promises. He doesn't sound cocky, just certain of it. He nods his head in the direction of a line of games, gesturing for you to follow him with a tempting smile. You let him lead you to the game in question, your rejections dying on your tongue.
He does, in fact, win you one. In the following weeks, the stuffed prize moves from the chair in your bedroom, to your nightstand, to your bed itself where it makes its permanent home. The two of you grow closer in tandem. Though your hangouts vary in length, you see each other nearly every night. Sometimes you're together for hours, others, only minutes. He seems incapable of leaving you be, as though he needs to get his fill of you in one way or another, even if it's just to tell you, disappointingly so, that he's going to be busy. Even so, you stop going to the boardwalk with your friends, unwilling to miss out on spending time with him.
You know they wouldn't approve. Not if they knew the half of it. A runaway. A troublemaker. A mysterious boy on a fast bike, who sleeps all day and parties all night. And watches you—has watched you. For how long? You're not sure. You should stay away from him. You know you should. But you still go home, lie in bed, stroke the fuzzy snout of your stuffed toy, and think about him. Your mind calls you naive and foolish, but your body doesn't feel the danger that you know you're supposed to.
Every time you get ready to go out, you brace yourself for the day that he doesn't show. You know it's going to happen, eventually it will have to, but it doesn't make it any less disappointing when it finally does....
You spend far longer on the boardwalk than you ever have, hoping that he'll eventually arrive. You finally give up late in the night, or perhaps, more accurately: early in the morning. The streets are silent. You can hear stray leaves scraping against the pavement: an exclusive melody for only the loneliest of people. An engine roars behind you and your disheartened demeanor turns hopeful. Dwayne pulls up beside you and offers you a ride home. For once, you agree without thinking.
The ride is fast, almost too fast, but it's thrilling. You only wish it could have lasted longer. To have your hands on him a little longer: pressed into his back; clinging to his torso as he speeds into the night, wind whipping through your hair. You've touched each other before, but this is different. This is really touching and you don't think you'll ever get enough....
He stops at the end of your street. At the edge of the long, dark stretch of asphalt. It's checkered in shadows, moonlight flitting through the leaves of the tall trees lining the road. He cuts his engine and the scraping melody commences once more. He helps you off his bike, his hand in yours, face intimidatingly close: angled towards you so that you can feel his breath on your skin as you shift. You're wrapped around him as you dismount, sliding your hands and legs across his back. Your fingers tingle where you've touched him. Your entire body is alight.
That familiar magnetic pull tugs you closer. And it's easy—so, so easy—to simply give in and go. To let yourself be moved, bit by bit, inch by inch, until you're right there in his face, putting yourself on the line. He watches you as you near, gaze as enigmatic as always, but once you're close enough, he seizes control, tilting his chin upwards to capture your lips. The kiss is smooth, deep and penetrating, and the liquid heat that you're used to sampling floods your senses entirely. Suddenly, all there is is him.
"Come back to mine." He murmurs against your lips.
The invitation is so enticing....
- Inseparable. That's the only way to describe the two of you. The progression is so slow that you don't even realize it at first. Not until your lives are so intertwined that all of your stories start with "me and Dwayne" instead of just "I". For a few fleeting moments, you worry that you're losing your sense of self. But the more you ponder it, the more you realize that it's Dwayne who's performing the sacrifice. He's the one bending the knee: the one who goes along with all of your little whims simply because he wants to spend time with you. Then you worry that you're being unfair, but Dwayne simply smiles, promising that the score will even out in the end....
- But it isn't just the time you spend together that makes the two of you inseparable, it's also how often you touch each other. Dwayne—the boy you once considered mysterious and elusive— has become, what you can only describe as, ...clingy. It becomes increasingly and endearingly obvious to you the longer the two of you are together. He gravitates towards you like he can't help but want to be around you, either touching you directly or simply standing very close. He behaves in a way that lets everyone know that you're couple, even if it’s just from his change in demeanor.
- Dwayne touches you as often as he can. He reaches out to you like it’s the most instinctual thing in the world. He circles and brushes against you, caressing you as he passes. Stroking your skin, squeezing your shoulders, patting your back, holding your hand. It borders on animalistic, in the truest sense of the word. It's not violent or aggressive, it's simply natural: like two fish swimming around each other or birds circling in flight. His attraction to you is obvious, and though his actions are oftentimes playful, they also reek of a deep seated longing.
- He likes to hang on you: hugging you from behind, wrapping his arms around you, leaning against you, etc. He clings to you and pulls you closer whenever he can, yet he always seems to know exactly when you’d like him to let go. It's like he’s completely attuned to all of your feelings, or, at the very least, knows your subtle habits.
- You're not sure if it's an actual preference or just a matter of convenience, but he always seems to kiss you in the places above your eyebrows. Your hairline, head, temple, the middle of your forehead: it's all fair game for him.
- Dwayne's kisses are deep, lingering, and passionate. They're heavy and intimate: a needy mix of mouths that can grow so intense that it makes you feel dizzy. When the two of you separate, the world seems fuzzy and warm, blurring around the edges like a fading picture. Sometimes it feels like you're growing addicted to him, like he's an urge you can't quite satisfy, a drug you can never get enough of. You can spend hours kissing him. He always seems to feel the same.
- He loves playing with your hair whenever the two of the lay with each other, his bracelets jingling quietly as his hand moves around your head. Most of the time, you alternate between laying your head in his lap and resting your head on his chest/shoulder, the two of you blinking lazily at the world around you. You also have a tendency to burrow into his side whenever the two of you stand together—a tendency matched by his habit of teasingly squashing you against his chest and wrapping you up in his jacket.
- He mainly calls you by your given name, but whenever he does call you a pet name, it's usually "sunshine", except for the occasional "baby".
- I have very little basis for this, but I feel like Dwayne was more of an "outdoor kid" compared to the other boys. Because of this, I feel like he'd have more of an affinity for the sun, and that he'd miss it accordingly. That's part of the reason why he calls you sunshine. But it's also the reason why he can treat your sunburns with familiarity, and why he relishes the warmth of your skin whenever you come home from a long day of basking in the sun.
- The two of you live in comfortable silence: able to just be around each other without having to fill in the gaps. And though Dwayne continues to, on occasion, be an enigma to you, he always seems to know exactly what you're thinking, acting as if he can read your mind. You think it's because he pays so much attention to you, probably more than you'll ever know.
- You get to understand him more once you finally learn what he is. He becomes more open with you when the two of you start dating and slowly but surely, you start to piece everything together. Once you figure it out, everything about him just seems to click into place. The longer you're together, the more vulnerable he acts with you, and, subsequently, the easier he is to read. After you turn— if that's your choice—the two of you can communicate with just a couple of looks, moving in tandem with each other like you're a truly bonded pair.
- He likes leaving things on your windowsill for you. Flowers, bones, jewelry, trinkets, seashells: if it's small enough to balance on the ledge, he'll leave it there for you to find.
- Using your bedroom window like a door, whether it's you going out of it or him. Dwayne's a little more considerate than the other boys: more likely to make plans in advance, or to stay extra quiet so that you don't have to worry about him waking up the whole house. The two of you establish a sort of rudimentary routine: a loosely set time schedule for sneaking in and out of your home. He takes the time to learn when your housemates usually leave and/or when they typically go to sleep, and he uses it to his advantage.
- Sometimes he'll catch them out on the boardwalk and will rush over to your place for an impromptu hangout. Unlike some of the other more thrill seeking members of the group, he's more than happy to just laze around your bedroom with you.
- Sometimes, when you come home from a evening out, he'll be in your bedroom waiting for you, sitting in the dark like a stalking predator. You won't even know he's there. You'll think you're in an empty room and then suddenly he'll appear, interrupting your nightly routine with the shocking sight of his presence or the sudden sound of his voice.
- Most of the time, he'll speak up when you start to struggle with the zipper of your dress or the clasp of your necklace, letting out a simple "need help?" that makes you jump out of your skin. Other times, especially when he's feeling a little jealous, envious, or suspicious, he'll scare you with a "have fun?" instead. Either way, he offers you some form of apologetic affection every time he scares you, even though he likely does it on purpose more often than not.
- If you happen to work a night shift, he's always visiting you, claiming that he was in the area and that he just wanted to see how you were doing. Though he's part of the Lost Boys gang, Dwayne keeps to himself enough that your boss is usually fine with him hanging around, especially if you're just stocking shelves or something else of the sort.
- He puts your hair up for you whenever he notices it getting in the way. He also absentmindedly braids it when the two of you sit together.
- Doing each others makeup. He likes having a reason to be close to you, and an excuse to touch and look at your face. Eyeliner is fair game for the both of you, and something he's especially good at, but if want to do anything more than that, you'll likely have to convince him. That being said, he's surprisingly good at applying other cosmetics to your face when given the chance.
- He's not the most artistic person in the world, but he is a little crafty. He mostly makes you jewelry, usually of the more rustic and imperfect variety. He also occasionally weaves you daisy chains.
- I mentioned it before, but Dwayne's kind of fine with whatever you wanna do. He lets you drag him around wherever you'd like, patiently and happily going along with all of your ideas. He's laidback and easy going, and honestly he just enjoys spending time with you, regardless of what you're doing.
- Carnival and arcade games.
- Getting shown all of his skateboarding tricks. He likely insisted on teaching you how to ride when you showed the slightest bit of interest in it: patiently steadying you on the board and helping you practice until you were confident enough to skate on your own.
- Riding on his motorcycle with him. Dwayne’s the best person to hitch a ride with, mainly because he drives a little more carefully than the rest of the gang. He’s still fast and somewhat reckless, but he doesn’t make you completely fear for your life.
- Nighttime beach dates. You cuddle into his side and watch the stars, listening to the crackling of your bonfire and the sound of the waves.
- Night swims. He wraps you up in his arms to keep you warm, whether you're still in the water or drying up on the rocks/sand. He kisses your bare shoulders while you sit together, distracting himself with the feel of your skin.
- He likes taking you to serene little places far away from the populated parts of town: teaching you how to skip stones, catching you fireflies, and picking you flowers. He also occasionally attempts to spook and/or tease you, telling you scary stories and momentarily disappearing into the darkness of the woods while you roll your eyes and tell him he isn't funny. When you come across wooden railings or fences, he sits you up on them and stands between your legs to kiss you, or stands behind your back to hug you.
- Going to the playground at night. The monkey bars, the swings, the jungle gyms, the stupid little merry-go-rounds: he enjoys himself on all of it and he looks good while doing it.
- You call him your "monkey man" because of how often he'll climb things and swing from random trees. Honestly, he used to scare you a little before you knew that he was a vampire. You used to scold him that he'd really hurt himself one day, and all he'd do in response was smile and tell you that it was cute that you were worried.
- Though you hang out with the rest of the Lost Boys, particularly after you turn/find out what they are, you're oftentimes in your own little areas: sharing seats meant for one, leaning against distant walls, wandering around the cave, etc.
- He always feeds you first before he gets something for himself. The first box Marko throws to him always goes to you, and he's always willing to switch with you if you don't like what you got.
- Most people think that Paul is the one who likes to blast music, and while he does, Dwayne listens to the stereo just as loud, if not louder, especially when its playing his favorites. He doesn't use his own voice very often, but he makes up for it with the sheer volume of whichever radio he can get his hands on. Don't worry though, he also lets you blast your music.
- Like most of the Lost Boys, Dwayne isn't immune to having "sticky fingers", especially when it comes to the cheap knickknacks that people like to sell on the boardwalk—things that, at the end of the day, no one will ever really miss. Keychains with your initial/name on it, a plastic figurine, a seashell necklace, etc. Sometimes he'll shell out the couple of bucks that they're charging, but most of the time he'll just shove it into his pocket the second they're distracted. The top of your dresser is covered in stolen gifts, whether you realize it or not.
- I don't think Dwayne's parents were very present in his previous life. I think he came home to an empty house a lot, and likely didn't celebrate his birthday very often. It's why he doesn't really understand the importance of them. He'll remember what day yours is, and will wish you a genuine happy birthday, but he doesn't really know how to make them special nor does he feel like he has to. They've always been just another day for him so try not to hold it against him. Nevertheless, he does try to be better at them if they seem to mean a lot to you.
- The others aren't uncontrollable around blood, but Dwayne's definitely one of the more restrained members of the group. You can get your period or get cut around him and you won't have to worry about being in danger or being relentlessly teased. He'll take care of you with ease and will innocently kiss your injuries in an attempt to make you feel better.
- Speaking of blood, you once had a mosquito land on you and after one of you smacked it dead, he leaned over and licked the blood off of your skin, making you stiffen in shock. You shoved him away and teasingly called him a weirdo, claiming that he was just like Paul. All he did was grin and laugh at you, letting you playfully push at his shoulders and head. It's moments like that that remind you that he's still a Lost Boy, even if he seems like one of the more civilized members of the group.
- Dwayne's the most lenient and patient of the group, able to put up with your attitude a little more than the others. He stays calm whenever you give him shit, staying sympathetic and considerate towards you, and letting you take the time that you need to relax. He gives you space and lets you come to him whenever you're ready to talk, always ready to lend you an ear and try his best to comfort you however he can. The others find your temper somewhat amusing, Dwayne just feels bad that you're in a bad mood.
- Dwayne tries his best to keep you away from the rest of the Lost Boys until he's ready to explain vampirism to you. He thinks the lifestyle is a blast, but he understands that it's not for everyone. He doesn't want you being tricked into turning and then spending the rest of eternity being angry with him. He'd rather you make the decision for yourself, and while he loves his gang like brothers, he understands that they aren't the safest or most trustworthy of company. He just wants you to be as content and as clear minded as possible before you have to make the biggest decision of your life.
- Once he does start bringing you around the boys, you and Paul become fast friends. The blonde is the goofiest and the friendliest of the group, and he likes to make sure that you're having fun, especially since him and Dwayne are particularly close with each other.
- Once you turn, you find that there's a particular chasm between you and Star. You're friendly with her and she's friendly with you, but you've never been very close, mainly because you just can't seem to understand why she's so unhappy with the boys. The feeding isn't ideal, and it's certainly an alternative way of life, but you're happy to be a lost girl, you're content with Dwayne, and though you can sympathize, you can never truly side with her. Above everyone and everything else, you choose your boyfriend, and that unfortunately makes you some sort of enemy to her; or at least not an ally.
- You and Dwayne have a tendency to converse quietly, murmuring lowly to each other while you're crowded in close together. If it isn't a full on conversation than it's him whispering huskily into your ear, pressing his face close to your own as he tells you whatever he needs to. It always gives you goosebumps regardless of what he's saying.
- To a lot of people, Dwayne comes across as very serious, but he's actually quite playful, especially when he's alone with you. He likes to tease you: joking around and flirting with you, nibbling and tickling your skin. He likes making you flustered and he likes hearing you giggle, it's one of his favorite things in the world.
- He's always been a little more reserved, always acted a little more stoic, but anytime he's with you, he finds himself coming more and more out of his shell. You're one of the "things" that makes him smile and laugh the most, and you're glad to be of service.
- Dwayne's shirtless nearly 24/7 and it sometimes makes you feel like a misogynistic boyfriend who's about to tell his girlfriend to go back home and change. You just don't like the way other girls look at him, the way they try to flirt with him the minute you're not by his side—or even when you still are. He always chuckles when you get jealous, finding it adorable when you usher him away and/or get all huffy.
"You know I only like you, sunshine." Yeah, blah, blah, blah Mr. tits out.
- Dwayne is somewhat quick to jealousy but he hides it behind his usual stoic expression. The longer you're together, the easier it is for you to notice when his body tenses up and his jaw clenches in annoyance: small details that you don't realize are a sign of jealousy until later on in your relationship. While he trusts you not to cheat on him, he thinks of you as his person, his other half, so he isn't too keen on sharing you. He also doesn't like having your limited time together being taken up by somebody else, someone you can arguably see during the daytime; though he doesn't really like the thought of that either. Anyone making you busy is just an inconvenience to him.
- He's always looking out for you and ensuring that you're safe. He's a bit more aware of your human fragility, so on top of protecting you from the rest of humanity, he also protects you from inanimate objects and the Earth itself. He always makes sure that you don't fall down and/or injure yourself, offering you his hand when there's a particularly unsteady area you need to walk across. He also insists on doing things for you if he deems them a little too dangerous: like retrieving things that have landed in hazardous areas and/or other things of the sort.
- The two of you rarely ever fight. He just doesn't have it in him. He finds it incredibly difficult to get angry with you in general, let alone angry enough to start an argument. He might get upset with you if you lash out at him, but most of the time, he just tries to be understanding and give you space. If you're having an actual problem with each other then you typically try to calmly talk it out. The two of you barely get to see each other enough as it is, why would you waste precious time by being stubborn and unnecessarily bickering with each other?
- When you do fight, he forgives you almost instantly. If he finds getting angry with you incredibly difficult, then rest assured that he finds staying mad at you nearly impossible. The minute he sees your sad face or hears a proper apology he just can't help but forgive you. Whenever he's in the wrong, he always makes sure that you're willing to talk to him before offering you a genuine apology. Unfortunately for you, you're just as whipped for him as he is for you, making it impossible for you to stay mad at him as well.
- Every now and again, he'll admit that he's "never felt this way about anyone else before". It's his way of saying a 'I love you'. He thinks it has more meaning that way. That simply saying ‘I love you’ is sort of cliche. But if you want to say it—or really want him to—he'll do the same.
- Dwayne intends on spending the rest of your life with you. He just hopes that you'll choose to make it eternal....
i just watched house of wax for the first time and i need more lester, so i ask for literally anything lester pretty please
《 Lester Sinclair x Reader General Headcanons 》
☆ Lester is a very touched starved man. He was ignored a lot when he was younger so he's very deprived of that attention and care. Please give this man some love.
☆ Once you do show him attention though, he's clingy. If he gets too clingy, you set boundaries. Just don't push him away too much or he won't want to come back.
☆ Lester loves bringing you with him in the car. No matter what you guys are doing. If you're on the road, driving down to hunt, to throw away the animal carcasses, heading back to Ambrose, etc. He tries to take to you everywhere with him.
☆ He is such a sweater in his sleep. He's normally wearing his tank top and just his boxers, but is he cool? No. It always feels like he's eighty degrees. In the winter it does get slightly better. He's still hot though. He will also try to sleep on you, so please prepare.
☆ I just know he stinks because of it too. There's no way this man wore deodorant before you came or after. He tried to remember, to appease you, but he just forgets. It’s just a habit he never really thought to catch but if you tell him to put deodorant on, he will. Even him putting deodorant on won't mask the bad smell on him because of his truck and the dead animals it carries.
☆ Lester drools in his sleep. You try to put a blanket between you and him but he always manages to get drool on you. Most of your body has been victim to his horrendous saliva. Sometimes you'll wake up to him coughing and choking on his own spit.
☆ When you guys are in the car, he loves showing off his knives to you. It's one of this man's biggest interests so he'll yap your ear off about them. He always has this big gummy grin on his face when he's talking about the things he's passionate about.
☆ Lester comes up from behind and hugs you. He lives for your scent so he'll just lay his head on your shoulder and sway you back in forth, taking in your scent.
It’s not a secret that he likes you. It’s frustrating to him how Stu is constantly teasing him about it, even pushing his boundaries by flirting with you in front of him. That’s what really got Billy to take control and ask you out. If you say no the first time he doesn’t stop there. He fights for your affection until he wins. Deeply rooted in mommy issues..
Billy doesn’t share. Once you’re officially his, everyone can easily get little phone call from him if they try taking what’s his. It can be a bit much at times, even someone staring too long can earn them a glare and nasty comment. He can be cruel with words, especially when it relates to you, his most prized possession.
Always touching you in some way. Hand on your thigh, arm over your shoulder, kissing your cheek, groping your ass/thighs, kissing your neck, the list goes on and on.
He likes to sneak into your room late at night and wake you up. he brings food, movies, and a few drinks if you’re down for it. Teases you if you can’t handle hard liquor. He doesn’t force you to get shitfaced though.
He can be.. too much sexually. He wants you nearly all the time, every day all day. Billy has a hard time controlling himself but not in a way that puts you in danger. He gets hard easily. One kiss is enough to make him horny.
Late night dates are his thing. He will text you to be ready at a certain time, then he picks you up and drives to wherever you want. He rarely chooses the place to eat or hang out, he prefers to leave that up to you. Not the biggest fan of shopping but on his good days he won’t mind spending a couple hours at your favorite store. Don’t worry about prices either. Get whatever you want. Sometimes he steals random things he knows you’ll like and surprises you later with it.
Deep emotional talks are nearly impossible. While he does love you, he doesn’t really have the ability to sit down and really talk about things, especially when it’s about something he did that upset you. He’s quick to argue and not take any accountability. Many, many fights and arguments throughout the relationship. It’s not easy being with him.
Billy apologizes with actions. It feels like razors going down his throat saying “i’m sorry/i was wrong”
Sex with him is rough, kinky, messy, and very loud. He has no shame with dirty talk or making noises himself. He often stops to ask what’s wrong if you’re not loud with him. He doesn’t like the shy act.
He can be gentle/slow if you ask. Only if asked, though. His default is rough and quick. But again, you’re never in danger with him. If you say stop, he stops. If you panic, he calms you down the best he can. He doesn’t want to force himself on you like that.
It’s extremely rare to have him show emotion like depression or sadness in front of you. He only cries in front of you if you’re wanting to break up. It’s not a manipulation tactic, to your surprise. He truly loves you, and hates the idea of you being with anyone else. He gets his shit together if you set boundaries and let it be known you’re tired of his behavior. It’s not instant but it does happen.
Billy is definitely the type to go through your phone. He needs to know your passwords for every little thing. He’s constantly paranoid about you cheating. He will flip out if you try to keep any privacy like new passwords or not letting him see your phone when he asks.
Won’t let you have any guy friends. He even gets irritated when Stu is around you. He has major trust issues that he needs to work on.
He actually loves to take pictures with you. He may have the “i hate my gf/bf” face but in reality he just hates showing emotion. He has your picture in his wallet. He doesn’t show it off but everyone knows he’s yours and you’re his.
A/n: Here's one for Lester cause this scruggly man needs to receive more love.
A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
Lester is very verbally affectionate. Compliments, pet names, teasing, flirty little comments, he's doing it all. He loves to make you flustered with his words. He also can't keep his hands to himself. They are always sneaking and groping and pinching but also caressing and holding. Even though his affections can be crude at times, he has nothing but the best of intentions, and he's doing all of it with love. And he's definitely not shy about doing it in front of other people.
He also loves to make you smile. It's his number one goal in life to make you laugh and put a bright smile on your face.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
Lester is probably the most socially capable person out of his brothers, so I feel like he would make friends – genuine friends – the easiest. He has a real sunshine personality under all that dirt and ruggedness. Sure, he has some wandering eyes and lingering stares that some people might find off putting, but he's the real friendly southern type. Folks in the nearest town know him, seeing as he's the one who keeps Ambrose connected to the outside world the most with getting groceries and whatever else they need. He visits the local bar and diner sometimes, chatting up the bartenders and flirting with the pretty waitresses every time.
If you worked at one of these places he frequents, it would be a safe bet that a friendship would form quite easily. He would tell you about his work, about all the interesting things he sees during his ventures in the woods and would make you laugh with stories of ridiculous stuff he witnessed people do on the road. He asks you about your job and what you like about it. Conversation flows easily, and it quickly becomes the highlight of your day when he walks in the door.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
Lester loves to cuddle. Be it early in the morning while listening to the growing sounds of nature filtering through the window, on the porch of your little cabin in the woods on warm summer nights or in front of his fireplace on cold winter evenings. He loves to get you all snuggled up against him. It's proof that you're content and comfortable with him. And that's the highest praise he can ask for.
Also, because it's him, he just loves to have his hands on you, no matter the context. In addition, he's not above being the little spoon when you're cuddling in bed.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
He's the most domestic one out of his brothers. He's responsible for them eating home cooked meals most of the time. He really knows how to prepare meat; he has to be pretty creative with ways to use up the fresh roadkills he finds sometimes. He loves it when you help him in the kitchen. The two of you having fun, teasing each other, joking around while cooking something delicious. It's one of his favourite things to do together. And there has been more than one occassion that it turned into a mini food fight (which resulted in angry rants from Bo if it happened in the family house).
Cleaning is a whole different issue. He's not a big fan of it, so he leaves that part up to you. And let's be realistic, this man is messy. The first time you did a deep clean of his house he didn't even recognize the place and has found stuff he has been looking for for months. He definitely appreciates it.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
I feel like instead of physically pushing you out of his life like his brothers would do, he would actually sit you down and tell you that it was over. He would tell you that it was for your own good and safety (he wouldn't dream of breaking up with you otherwise), and that he's come to this decision with a heavy heart. Of course at first you would protest, trying to convince him that it doesn't have to end this way, but he's relentless. He can't risk it when it comes to your well being. By the end of your conversation both of you would be crying, but you would eventually accept it, although reluctantly. It would be clear he's not changing his mind. He would still tell you that he's the luckiest man because he got to call you his, even if the time you've spent together was cut short. He would wish you happiness and tell you he loved you for one last time before telling you to go somewhere far away, to a nice new place and see the world.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
Compared to his brothers, Lester doesn't really have a problem when it comes to commitment. That is, from an emotional view point. The reason he might be reluctant at first was his lifestyle. It's not a very glorious life to be the partner of a guy who cleans up roadkill for a living. Not to mention all the craziness that comes with his family. He would be hesitant to invite a person into the whole mess of what his brothers are doing in Ambrose, seeing as he also has a part – however small that might be – in what is happening. He would make absolutely sure that you're okay with all of it. He would only agree to take the next big step in your relationship, be it marriage or just committing to be each others partners for life, if you knew exactly what you're about to join into.
I don't think he would be opposed to marriage. Depending on what you wanted, he would be fine with getting married, but he also wouldn't mind if you didn't. Even if you got married, it would probably happen in Ambrose with Bo officiating, so it wouldn't be official in a legal sense, but he couldn't care less. He would just be happy at the prospect of calling you his for the rest of his life.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
Lester is the most gentle among his brothers. Bo is rough around the edges by nature and Vincent tries but sometimes ends up unintentionally hurting you. In both of their cases, their mental scars and baggage play a huge part in that. Seeing as Lester is probably the most well-adjusted among the three of them, he would be the most capable of being gentle. And his personality adds to that a lot.
His hands are roughened by his job and his lifestyle, but his touch is always gentle. Sure, he likes to playfully pinch or squeeze you or smack your butt, but it's all done with affection. He's also the most likely out of his brothers to sit down and talk it ouf it he has a problem. Growing up in the family that he did, he played the role of mediator between his brothers if they were fighting, he was the one that tried to help if someone was upset. Because of this, he got pretty good with talking stuff out. So if you had a problem or got upset about anything, he would be there in a second, doing everything he could to calm you down and help the situation.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
Of course Lester likes hugs. He's not as needy about them as Vincent, but he wouldn't say no for the world if you wanted a hug. He doesn't initiate them himself that often, he gets all his needs out when the two of you are cuddling. He likes to keep them for the privacy of your home. Like I said, he's not shy about showing you affection in public, but that mostly consists of compliment and teasing and having a hand on you most of the time. For him, hugs are something more intimate, something emotionally charged, a more meaningful way to show you how much he loves you, compared to the playful stuff he does in public.
Not to mention that most of the time when he's out and about, he's doing his job, and he wouldn't want to hug you with all that smell and possible gore clinging to him.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
He says it pretty fast. Like I've mentioned before, he's very verbal with his affection. I feel like he would be the kinda person who doesn't take long to fall in love with someone. He's a good judge of character, having met many different kinds of people on the road while doing his job. And as soon as he knows that you're the one, he doesn't hold back with the 'I love you's.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
Contrary to his brothers, I don't think Lester would be the jealous type. He's much more easygoing, doesn't care if you spend time with his brothers and regularly takes you into town with him without any issues. He knows you wouldn't have eyes for another. And he's not shy about showing his affection for you in public; he's definitely getting handsy a lot of the time, teases you and kisses you. He just loves to show you off as his sweetheart. Now, he's not as stupid as some people would think however, he notices if people are turning their heads after you. Most of the time, it just makes him proud to have such a good looking thing on his arm. But if a guy tries something with you he's definitely stepping up to defend your honor.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
Just like hugs, kisses – the real passionate ones – are for the privacy of your home or the isolation of the woods. He likes giving people a little show of his wandering, possessive hands on you and an earful of your playful banter, but he doesn't like giving them that much of a show. When other people are around, the two of you exchange small pecks on the lips or give each other small kisses on the cheeks or knuckles. But when the two of you are alone, he's like a man starved. His kisses are hungry and passionate, but he's also just as playful and cheeky like he is at any other time. He likes teasing you just to abruptly stop and listen to your cute whining before his lips return to yours to the pleasure of both of you.
He likes to kiss your knuckles or your forehead when you're in public, and absolutely loves devouring your lips and teasing kisses all along your neck when you're in private. In turn, he likes it when you kiss his chest while you're shuggled up against him. Also, he's a basic guy, he loves it when you kiss him on the mouth.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
Lester would be great with kids. He has a playful personality himself, so I feel like they would understand each other really well. He's totally down to clown around and play in the dirt with them, he would take them on adventures in the woods, teach them about the critters and how to spot deer tracks. He would be the fun uncle, and he would be an amazing dad. I feel like he would be the type of guy who would want a lot of children. Also, I can just see that his kids would be menaces and would drive Bo up the wall (but he would still like them anyway, even if he wouldn't say it out loud).
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
He's definitely an early bird. He's up at the crack of dawn, putting on his clothes, pressing a small kiss to the top of your head and leaving you peacefully sleeping in your shared bed. He likes to do a quick sweep of the roads around Ambrose while the temperature is managable and there are less cars around. That's when he finds the still fresh roadkills that he sometimes takes back home. By the time he gets back, the sun has been up for a while and he smells cooking breakfast the minute he steps through the door. He finds you in the kitchen, hair still a mess, your pjs wrinkled from sleep, but you flash him a sunny little smile, happy to see him back.
There are some days when he decides to sleep in however. On days like these the two of you usually spend the early morning hours lazing around in bed, cuddling and chitchatting. He usually insists that you stay there for a bit more, all warm and cozy and comfortable, while he makes his way into the kitchen, only to come back with coffee or breakfast or both.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
Nights with Lester are about relaxation. Settling in all cozy on the porch of his cabin or on the couch in front of the fireplace with a beer and you curled up against him. You tell each other how your day was or just chat about random stuff. Sometimes you read to him. He doesn't care about books all that much, never has. But he likes listening to your voice, and you make sure to choose stories that he might like; high sea battles with pirates, western novels with cowboys and bandits, basically anything with adventure and a lot of action.
Alternatively, evenings spent at the Sinclair house with his brothers are always an interesting affair. You and Lester take over the kitchen and cook a delicious meal for everyone. Sometimes Vincent stalks into the room to just hang out or offer his help. You've taught him a few recipes and he always tells you how they turned out when he tried them. Bo would usually show up when the food was ready. He's mostly cagey at first, family time is not something he's all that used to, but it only takes a few teasing comments from Lester for him to ease up and relax. They might be a bit chaotic, but you love spending time with them.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
Lester is an open book most of the time. He doesn't have a problem with talking about his childhood, what it was like when their parents were still alive and Ambrose was fully populated. He even tells you about the heavier stuff pretty early on; about the abuse, their mother's illness, their father's suicide.
What he has a hard time talking about however, is the present, and what's really going on in Ambrose. I feel like with Bo and Vincent, the fact that they are killing people is understood quite quickly by their partners. Since Lester is a bit more removed from the situation, it takes a while for him to build up the courage to tell you what his brothers are doing, and what part he plays in it. He knows it's a big risk to share this secret with you, and it's eating him up inside, because he hates to keep things from you. His brothers also warn him about sharing their secret recklessly. So even if it's agonizing, he keeps it to himself until he's sure he can trust you no matter what. Even if he's not taking part in the killings himself, he still feels guilty sometimes about leading unsuspecting people into the clutches of his murderous brothers.
When he eventually does tell you, you are obviously shocked, but after he finishes and looks up at you anxiously, you still squeeze his hand, reassuring him that you're not going anywhere.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
Like I've mentioned, he's an easygoing guy. It takes a lot to make him angry. It mostly happens when people are blatantly disrespectful in his face, look down on him and try to make him feel lesser for how he looks or how he lives. He usually minds his own business, so he just wants people to do the same. Even then, he's not the type to make a scene. What makes him really angry however, is if someone is disrespecting you. He can take insults directed at him, but if you're the one getting harrassed or talked down to or insulted in any way, he's getting into the other person's face. He might not be the most intimidating looking fella, but he can throw a punch if he has to. He's also crafty and really petty when it comes to taking revenge on someone who has hurt his sweetheart. Slashed tires, leaving dead rabbits in their car he's found on the side of the road, the works.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
He remembers the practical stuff, the little details that directly correlate to making you happy. Like how you take your tea or coffee, what kind of flowers are your favourites, which of the dishes that he cooked do you like the most etc. Even if it's just a passing comment, he stores it away in his brain. He might not always remember your anniversary, but you can bet he's making plans for your birthday a few days in advance every year. If the information has anything to do with making your life brighter, he remembers it. He just loves to see your smile and would do everything he can to see it more often.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
When you first stood up against Bo. You've met a few times at that point, and Lester has warned you about his brother's temper. That day the two of you went over for dinner to the family house. Bo was in a bad mood, dropping little jibes and mean comments and snapping at his brothers. You've mostly kept to yourself, but then he said something about Lester that you didn't like. So you answered in a similar tone, basically telling him to shut the fuck up or go away because he's ruining the pleasant vibe of the evening. Everyone was frozen speechless. Then Lester burst out laughing. At first it seemed like Bo would say something back, but then a smirk grew on his face. He turned to his little brother saying "I like this one". Lester has never agreed with him more.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
Lester tries to stay out of his brothers' business as much as possible, and he wants you to do the same. He's not a demanding guy, but this is the one thing he doesn't play around with. He wants you nowhere near Ambrose when visitors are around.
He comes across a lot of different kinds of people while driving up and down those roads; people asking for directions, having car trouble, assholes shouting profanities at him and sometimes even some real serial killer types. He's seen it all. There have been a few times when he steered a group of people away from Ambrose if they looked like they would be too much of a problem to take down. He also knows how drastic a person's behaviour can turn when they are in fear for their life,even if they seem like an easy target at first. He's confident for the most part that his brothers can take care of themselves. However, he wouldn't want to chance you getting caught up in the crossfire.
When it comes to you protecting him, he loves it when you get all up into people's faces after they've insulted him. You know his life is not that glorious, but it's honest work. And if anyone thinks they are too high and mighty for that, you make sure to give them a piece of your mind. And of course, Lester thinks that's incredibly hot.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
When it comes to taking care of you and making you happy, he puts in a lot of effort. It manifests in small acts of service throughout the day. Always making sure you've eaten enough, making you sweet tea while you read on the porch in the afternoon, bringing you fresh wildflowers every time the previous ones have wilted, rubbing your feet after a long day of you deep cleaning the house.
He's pretty spontaneous when it comes to dates though. He only plans ahead if it's something big, like your birthday or your anniversary. But casual dates with Lester mostly start with him turning to you out of the blue, his fingers wrapping around yours before he takes you on some great adventure through the woods. You're never bored with him, that's for sure.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
I've mentioned this before, but this man is messy. He leaves stuff laying around all the time, he doesn't care if the dirty dishes pile up, and cleaning is something he does when it gets really bad. Cleanliness in general is something he has never put much effort in, be it his environment or himself. After you start dating, he at least starts to care more about his personal hygene. It adds a great motivation for him that you refuse to cuddle with him unless he's taken a shower after work. Keeping his living space tidy is still something he struggles with, but now at least he has you to help out with that.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Not concerned at all. He's never cared much about his appearance or what people thought of him in general. He didn't take it well if people were rude to his face, but he wasn't the type who agonized over what opinions people held of him in their heads.
Now, after the two of you got together he started to pay a bit more attention to his personal hygene. He would shower a few times a week, comb through his hair with his fingers and at least attempted to take better care of himself in general. It wasn't out of vanity, he just wanted to look (and smell) nicer for you.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
He has much healthier boundaries when it comes to relationships than his brothers. He doesn't have that desperate, overwhelming, possessive need towards his partner like the twins that make them act in near obsessive ways sometimes. However, you're still the most important person in his life and he treats you as such. He would be inconsolable in anything happened to you, but I feel like he would be able to handle it in much healthier ways than his brothers.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
Contrary to his brothers, I think Lester would be pretty into being bossed around. It's something he has probably never thought about. But the first time you tell him to do something in a slightly stronger tone, he's gone. You had been a bit annoyed that day, and it was an accident that the words came out that way. However, instead of the hurt you were anticipating, what you saw on his face was something else. He was almost excited as he went and instantly complied, a strange fluttering growing in his stomack that he has only ever experienced in specific kind of situations. From that day on, you had a certain power over him. And he has never complained about it.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
He doesn't like people who can't appreciate nature, so he couldn't tolerate that in a partner either. He loves to roam around the woods with Jonesy, checking up on the wildlife, hunting, birdwatching. He has a lot of respect for nature and all it has to offer. He wouldn't be able to deal with a partner who doesn't like to spend time outdoors, is scared of getting down and dirty or doesn't care about animals.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)
He snores. Loudly. It was the one thing that would drive you crazy at the beginning of your relationship. Lester was simpathetic of course. He felt bad that he was the cause of your lack of sleep. You've tried every tip and trick you've heard about what might help, but none of them worked. So you had no other choice but to just accept it. Sometimes, when it was especially bad, you went to sleep on the couch in the living room. But as time went on, you noticed that you were getting more and more sleep each night. After a while, you stopped migrating to the couch. You've grown used to the sound. Now you barely even notice it anymore. You still tease him about it though.
(Sorry for the meeting story cliffhanger but I didn’t want to make this entire thing ridiculously long and I think the concept can warrant a post of its own. Feel free to request it if you’d like to see that!)
- You’d spent all year saving up sick days for this: for one nice long vacation when the weather was just right and the countryside was at its prettiest. And oh how pretty it was; it was the perfect backdrop for your broken down car.
- To say you were frustrated was an understatement. You’d paid extra at the mechanic to make sure that your car was running perfectly and yet, here you were: stalling in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, a long highway and no houses in sight with cell reception that belonged in an Amish town.
- You’d spent the past five minutes trying to wrack your brain for the different things you’d heard about fixing cars when, thankfully, the roar of an oncoming engine interrupted your thoughts.
“Well, well, well, long time no see.”
- Yesterday night, after a long day of driving, you’d decided to stop at the nearest town, rent a room and grab a few drinks to try and unwind. That was how you wound up in a tiny country bar, nursing a glass of your preferred liver killer while listening to the soothing sounds of an old mans pool game and the ancient jukebox in the corner.
- That was how you met the handsome gentleman who was currently sat smiling down at you from the drivers seat of an old beaten up truck. He’d walked through the doors of the place, meeting your gaze for a fleeting moment as he made his way to the back of the room, a charming smile tugging at his lips as the two of you locked eyes.
- It wasn’t long before he’d joined you at the bar, standing by your seated side while he ordered himself a drink. He’d greeted you then, glancing down at you while he drummed his fingers against the wood beneath his hands.
“You new in town? I’d remember a face like yours if I’d seen it before.” He questions, a flirtatious tilt to his voice. The bartender hands him a bottle and he takes it in his hand, leaning his back against the bar while he gives you his full attention.
- The two of you get to talking and you find yourself really liking him. The only problem is that you know it would never work out, you live states away from him and you’re not about to try long distance with your ancient computer and a shitty flip phone. So when it’s time to retire for the night, you tell him that it was nice meeting him and say goodbye.
- The way he acts is reminiscent of someone saying “no harm no foul” but you’re oblivious to the fact that it’s because he’s got a few tricks up his sleeve….
- For now, all you know is that he’s offering to tow your car to his mechanic shop in the next town over, a little town called Ambrose.
- Once you get there, you sit and watch him check over your car, biting your lip nervously as he inspects whats under your hood and tsks.
- When he finally looks back over at you, he gives you a sympathetic smile and explains everything that’s wrong with your vehicle; albeit somewhat pointlessly since you barely understand half of what he’s saying. You ask if he can fix it and he replies that “well of course he can” but that it’ll take a while, rattling off a list of obstacles the two of you will be facing.
- The sigh and groan that you let out as you bury your face in your hands is like music to his ears. It’s the sound of resignation and just like he thought you would, you compose yourself and ask when he can start.
- Perhaps it’s the fact that you’re stranded in a small town or maybe it’s the fact that you’d already liked the man before he turned into your knight in shining armor, but you find yourself spending a lot of time with him. Some days it’s checking on your vehicle; leading to you sitting and talking with him for an hour, other days it’s him taking you places because they’re “something you need to see before you leave Louisiana”.
- Regardless, you’re really starting to grow fond of him …but, as much as you’re enjoying the mans company, you’re also beginning to grow wary.
- At first, you’d convinced yourself that you were being paranoid and that it was just the fact that you were in a completely unfamiliar place that had you feeling strange. But soon enough, more and more red flags began to pop up, ones you can’t continue to ignore.
- Bo would always distract and keep you away from certain places, or from looking too closely at some of the other shops/houses in town. It was subtle enough at first but after a while, it’s hard not to notice and grow suspicious. Then there were the strange noises he’d always blame on his dog; or something of the sort, and the overall lack of noise in the town.
- You understood that it was a small town and that there probably weren’t many people living there but it was as if the entire place was deserted. It was eerily quiet and you were starting to grow uncomfortable. Which is why you’d decided that it was probably best to just trust your gut and leave.
- It took you a while to decide what you wanted to do, thinking about how sweet Bo had been to you and how you were gonna feel so stupid once he called you to say that your car was fixed only a little while after you arrived back home; forcing you to make the trip all the way back for no reason.
- Maybe that was why you told him your plans of leaving before actually calling someone to come pick you up: you wanted to convince yourself that you were being stupid by his rational and normal reaction. Except, that’s not what you got.
- You were having dinner with him, a dinner you found yourself struggling to eat both because of the pit in your stomach and his change in demeanor. Something about the night felt different, he felt different. And that was probably part of the reason why you’d decided to mention it then: to try and ease the tension and get him out of his seemingly distracted state of mind.
- When you’d nervously brought up your plan, his eyes had shifted towards you and a strange expression had taken over his face. It sent shivers down your spine for a reason you couldn’t quite place. It was as though he knew your thoughts; knew that you were worried and that this moment would come, but was trying to feign surprise.
“Now why would you wanna go and do a thing like that for? It’d be a waste. Your cars almost done.” The small smile that graced his lips didn’t reach his eyes.
“I know and you’ve been so gracious but I don’t wanna be a burden and I’m sure my boss will kill me if I don’t get back soon.” You spoke, rehearsing the excuses you’d planned. His reaction was the opposite of what you’d hoped for and you were beginning to feel as though your “paranoia” was there for good reason.
- And yet, you were still trying to convince yourself that you were being silly. You kept up the conversation, listing off reason after reason, excuse after excuse, hoping that one of his responses would ease your nerves. But his; valid, rebuttals and his insistence that you should stay only made you more nervous. His charming and calm façade was beginning to wane and something darker was coming through.
- At this point, you’d made your way into his living room and were inching closer to the door with him not far behind. You felt panicked, like a cornered animal being stalked by its prey. You’d run out of excuses, run out of arguments, and for a reason you can’t quite explain, the only thing you could think to say was a question that had been eating you alive.
“Bo …why is the town so quiet?” Immediately, his face darkened.
- It had seemed like he was on to you before but that was nothing compared to this. A surge of fear ran through you and you immediately made a move for the door, one he quickly intercepted, catching you by the waist as you clawed at his arms and tried to get free.
- After a moment of struggling, he managed to throw you over his shoulder and began to make his way upstairs. The only thing you were sure of was the fact that you weren’t going to leave any time soon….
- Taking into account the fact that there’s a very small chance that you aren’t living in Ambrose with him, it’s safe to say that Pda isn’t a big factor in your relationship. Besides his brothers and the occasional doomed tourist, you’re almost always completely alone so there’s little opportunity for it; regardless of whether or not you’d want it.
- That being said, whenever there are signs of life in your ghost town, Pda really just depends on who your guests are. Most of the time he’ll probably want to avoid it; in case he can use the two of you “not being together” to his advantage, but if he thinks it’ll help you lure people into a false sense of security, he’ll be eager to play the sweet southern couple with you.
- In general, Bo isn’t a lovey dovey sort of guy. He’s more of a rough hands and dirty grin kind of man so don’t expect him to act all soft and romantic with you even when he is being affectionate.
- Hug him from behind you coward. It’s one of the few things he doesn’t complain about and just allows himself to enjoy. He also returns the favor on occasion, pulling you back into him by your hips and pressing kisses to your neck and shoulders.
- His hand in your back pocket or just blatantly resting on your ass. He’ll also just spank you at random so try and be prepared for that.
- Kisses pressed anywhere he can reach. Forehead, cheeks, nose, neck; you name it and his lips have been there.
- How he kisses you really just depends on his mood. Sometimes he’ll be sweet on you, taking his time and being gentle. Other times he’ll be harsh, pulling you in roughly and pressing his lips to yours in a searing hot kiss.
- Hot and heavy makeouts.
- Unfortunately for you, Bo really isn’t too big on cuddling. He’s used to sleeping on his own and doesn’t like the feeling of being held down by someone pressed up against him all night so the two of you mainly just stick to sharing a bed and knowing that the others right there next to you.
- He won’t outwardly admit it but he really enjoys waking up next to you and having you waiting for him when he gets home; he especially loves waking up to you trying to fit your nice ass into some jeans.
- He’s pretty fond of using pet names: calling you things like darlin’, honey, and sweetheart. He’d also secretly enjoy it if you used them on him; although he’ll definitely tease you for doing so.
- Flirtation, flattery, and dirty comments being whispered in your ear. He likes making you flustered and he’ll do everything in his power to achieve that result.
- Back massages.
- Constantly being thrown over his shoulder.
- Regardless of how you want to picture your relationship starting, one thing that will never change is the fact that you’ll need his permission to leave the town. You’ll only be allowed to come and go as you please after you’ve proven that you aren’t going to try and leave him: like if there’s a chance for you to escape and you actively choose to stay.
- Once he finally trusts you, he’ll start to take you out on actual dates; though they’ll never be a regular thing for the two of you. He prefers to keep you in Ambrose and find something that you can do together there, but he’ll at least not actively refuse to let you leave any more.
- Most of the time, these dates are just going out to a nearby bar and grill or a diner. Although, to be fair, that’s usually all there really is around where you live; the countryside does tend to be a little lackluster when it comes to new and exciting date ideas.
- Going out for drives. He’s always got one hand on the steering wheel and the other on your thigh, and if you try to move it, he will get genuinely offended.
- Going bowling. You’ve got an alley right there in Ambrose so it’s become sort of routine for the two of you to go; and it’s definitely amusing to watch him try to do trick shots and turn to you with that charming grin while he laughingly asks if you “saw that shit”.
- Sharing a couple beers on your porch/couch in the evenings. It’s his favorite way to unwind after a long day.
- Playing pool together.
- Going fishing and/or hunting with him. I mean, he practically hunts humans for sport, I don’t think it’s too odd to assume that he goes after deer too.
- Suntanning with him. There isn’t a ton of shade in Ambrose so let’s hope that you don’t burn up too easily, and that you don’t annoy easily because if you ask Bo to get you a drink, he will absolutely press the cold bottle against your bare back and grin like an ass while you shriek, jump and glare.
- He’s a little shit so don’t be surprised if he acts like a pest and playfully tries to annoy you. Whenever he does, he usually follows it up by acting all sweet/seductive, loving the way you give into him so easily.
- Eating your meals together and occasionally having family dinners with his brothers; or bringing Vincent down a plate so that you know he’s actually eating.
- Taking walks around the town.
- Sitting with him while he works and letting him explain what he’s doing to you. He likes seeing the adorable confusion on your face and being able to look like this knowledgeable expert whenever he uses all of his car lingo.
- He’s definitely bought you certain clothes purely because he likes the way your boobs/butt look in them and thinks you should wear them more. He’ll also expect a little fashion show if he’s getting you something so go ahead and give him a twirl, babygirl.
- Him taking Polaroids of you. He likes to take them at random, catching you by surprise as you’re handing him something or asking why he has the device in his hands/if it works.
- I’m sorry but you can rip this idea from my cold, dead hands: Bo genuinely enjoys dancing with you; like that swaying sort of bride and groom dance that couples do on their wedding. He’ll usually only do it when you’re alone and you’ll probably have to convince him a little bit; and put up with him fondly rolling his eyes, but he does like doing it.
- Sorry but you’re a homemaker now, sweetheart. Your man brings home the bacon and murders people, and you look the other way by distracting yourself with doing the dishes.
- But don’t be discouraged, you actually live a rather relaxing life. Sure, you have a few chores, but you also don’t have to worry about anything else besides them. You take a few hours to clean and cook and then you get to laze around and do your hobbies as much as you’d like.
- Bo is a MAN. He’s out here building, fixing, and finding shit. If you want something, just ask; he’ll get it for you one way or another.
- His scars are the one thing that he’s really insecure about so don’t be surprised if he does everything he can to hide them from you. He’ll especially try to keep them from view whenever he’s feeling vulnerable.
- Having run ins with victims: either just seeing them in the town and pitying them or having him hurriedly shout at you to do something while he busies himself with catching another person/retrieving something he needs.
- If he trusts you enough, he might just show you how to shoot one of his guns; especially if the town is getting more traction and he’s worried that someone might try to hurt you.
- Patching him up; if he’ll let you. He tends to lash out when he’s in pain or upset so he probably won’t allow you to at first. Its only when his rational; or irrational, mind clicks on and he worries that you’ll start to pull away from him if he’s too mean to you that he’ll start to feel guilty and will softly ask his “darlin’” for help, giving his own version of an apology.
- Putting up with his mood swings.
- Him occasionally trying to comfort you if he feels like you need it. Fucked up shit happens in Ambrose and he doesn’t need all the work he’s put into getting you to be with him thrown away because something scared you. He’s more of a “shhh, now there’s no need for that” sort of guy rather than a whispering sweet nothings type of person but it works all the same.
- Dealing with your own jealousy because this jackass feels the need to eyefuck and flirt with female victims. Let’s just say you’ve given him the silent treatment more than a few times after seeing the way he acts with them.
- For someone who has no problem flirting with all the girls who come through, he sure can’t stand seeing you with other men. There’s genuinely been times where he’s asked you to lure in some pure smuck and then gotten mad because you “didn’t have to be all over him like that”.
- Bo has literally murdered people for no reason at all, you think he wouldn’t kill somebody for bothering or trying to get between the two of you? Believe me, anyone who even looks at you funny is showing up in the wax museum in a few days time.
- Your boyfriend is an …intense person. He’s got a hot temper and you don’t have an extremely conventional relationship so fights are pretty common between the two of you. They can range from bickering to screaming matches and guessing which one it’ll be is like playing Russian roulette.
- You can’t exactly leave, he’d hardly let you even if you wanted to, and if he did, you wouldn’t get very far before he came to his senses and went after you, so you’re sort of forced to confront each other at some point after you finish fighting. You can give him the silent treatment all you want but soon enough, you’ll have to talk to him, and he’ll make sure that you do one way or another.
- Bo does or can, in theory, say that he loves you, but he rarely does so at a time where you want to hear it. Like sure, hearing him say it is always nice, but you’d rather it not be after you’ve gotten upset with him for fawning over some girl he’s tying up.
- I don’t know why but I feel like Bo would want a family really badly. Maybe it’s the fact that his was sort of shitty or just the fact that if you have a baby with him, you’re more likely to stay, but I genuinely think that he’d want to have a couple kids with you.
(I was planning on writing for Bo and Vincent for my October lineup but I also had this request in my inbox and these came easier to me so I hope you don’t mind!)
- Growing up with Carly Jones as your best friend meant that Nick had always been a sort of minor character in your life. The two of you had never been very close but if you’d been asked a few years back, you would have; at the very least, called him a friend. Nowadays …well nowadays you just didn’t know.
- Nick was different now. He was much more hostile; especially towards his sister, and he seemed to be slipping further and further into the role of “the evil twin”. It was something you and Carly talked about from time to time: how her parents always made her the good one, how they were getting tired of her brothers antics, how he seemed to be getting worse and worse and that he blamed everyone else for all of it.
- It was probably the reason why you’d decided that you needed to do something about it. You knew that he wanted nothing to do with his family, and no offense to Dalton but he was nowhere near a “good influence”. So, apart from a counselor that he would have never agreed to see anyways, you’d felt that it was up to you to be there for him.
- And maybe, just maybe, a part of you wanted to rekindle your friendship for your own sake; a sake that had more than a little to do with your best friend finding a boyfriend who she was falling more and more in love with every day.
- So, with all that in mind, you started to plan how you’d go about reconnecting with a boy you felt like you didn’t know anymore.
- You had to really think about it. You didn’t want to come across as someone who was trying to fix him or make it seem like his family was using you to keep tabs on him; since that literally wasn’t the case, nor did you want to make him come to some conclusion that would make him resent you the same way he resented Carly. So you started off small.
- Greeting him was easy enough; easier than you thought it would be actually. When you first saw him standing near his car, you’d pictured him glaring at you and asking what you wanted, but he’d merely given you a rather nonchalant “hey” before turning back to smoking and skimming through his cds.
- When you asked about the albums, he’d given you a curious look; as though he was confused as to why you were still standing there, but nevertheless, he’d taken a long drag of his cigarette; leaving you waiting in anticipation to see if he was gonna shoo you away, before rattling off a few band names and watching your reactions to them.
- For the rest of your talk, his responses were short but they weren’t rude. In fact, it felt like you were getting somewhere; though you supposed that it was less “getting somewhere” as much as it was getting back to where you used to be.
- By the time he made it obvious that he wanted to get going, you were feeling more than a little optimistic about everything, and starting to remember exactly why; and just how much, you’d liked the “old” Nick.
- But it wasn’t all sunshine’s and rainbows. He wasn’t always nice, and he was never completely sweet even when he was. During the start of your blossoming friendship (i.e. when you first began to go to the places he went and try to hang out with him) there were more than a few occasions where he’d insulted you, made some snide remark or insinuated something that genuinely got under your skin.
- Like the time he’d managed to see right through you and made some mocking comment about how you were ditched by Carly and that that was the reason you were hanging around him now.
- And though it hurt to hear; because to some degree it was true, it was also the one that managed to break the camels back and really get him to accept you back into his life.
- Maybe it was the nature of what he’d said or your heated response that was along the lines of “god forbid you like being around him” but he’d really felt guilty after that one. He spent all night trying to convince himself that he didn’t care that you’d stormed off but only managed to make himself angrier and realize just how much he’d enjoyed having you around.
- And so, in an attempt to apologize as best as he could, he’d driven to your work the next day and, for the first time ever, actually invited you to a party, opening his passenger side door for you after ushering Dalton into the backseat and giving you a softened look that seemed like the closest thing to a pleading sorry that you’d ever get from a man as he leaned over the seat.
- You seemed to really be on his good side after that. Almost all of his insulting stopped, turned into the occasional playful ribbing that was always followed up with or administered with a grin. Instead of you having to force yourself on him, he was now picking you up and taking you places. Hell he’d even stolen you from a hangout with Carly a few times; something he probably took great pleasure in doing.
- You were officially his companion and it was like the best feeling in the world; so pleasant that it genuinely surprised you. But that warm, pleasant feeling was nothing compared to the first time he’d kissed you.
- The action had taken you by surprise. Sure, the two of you had flirted and teased each other here and there, but you’d never actually expected it to go anywhere. So when he’d lifted his head from its perch on your shoulder, cupped your cheek and kissed you in the middle of one of your late night hangouts, it took you a few seconds to react.
- You weren’t sure what you were expecting a kiss with Nick to be like, but it wasn’t this; not that you were complaining. You’d expected fire, a raging sort of fire that gave off the same aggressive feeling as the rest of him. But this? This was soft, a slow burning sort of warmth that felt perfectly right against your lips.
- And so, the evil devil finds his angel.
- Nick bounces back and forth between his feelings about pda. Sometimes he’ll only tolerate the bare minimum while other times he’ll want to be all over you; it really just depends on his mood and the type of company you’re in.
- Even when he isn’t in the mood to be all affectionate with you, he’ll still hold your hand, enjoying that little ounce of comfort while his other hand rests in his pocket or holds his beer.
- Most of his affection is surprisingly soft and sweet: like the way he kisses your cheek, his lips pressing delicately against your skin, lingering there for as long as they can. He’ll rarely outwardly admit that he wants more but it isn’t hard to tell.
- Slow, passionate kisses.
- He is honestly such a poser: acting like he’s so big and bad when you both know damn well that he’s gonna be laying on top of you the minute you crawl into bed, his arms wrapped around your middle and his face pressed into your neck. It’s something you like to tease him about, and depending on how long you’ve been together, he’ll either roll his eyes and push you away or mumble out a “shut up” and nuzzle into you even further.
- He consistently sits in prime lap seat position and you would be a fool not to take advantage of it.
- Whenever you’re around other people, he tends to just call you by your real name, but when you’re alone, he’ll call you things like angel, babe, and beautiful.
- Being with Nick is an experience that is bound to boost your self esteem. Believe me, even if you’ve never considered yourself to be something to look at, having him for a boyfriend will start to make you reconsider your view of yourself. You can’t help it, not when you’re sat in his lap and he’s looking at you with that half lidded gaze, a bottle pressed absentmindedly to his lips as he takes in every detail of your face. When you ask him “what”, all he can manage to say is “you’re so fucking pretty” before he’s sitting up to kiss you.
- Him checking you out is commonplace and he does it in a multitude of ways. Sometimes it’s sweet, other times it sinful, but it always manages to threaten the longevity of your panties.
- He hates having people; including you, think that he’s sweet but he would genuinely give you the shirt off his back if you asked him to; or didn’t, and that is not a metaphor.
- At some point in your relationship, he gifted you a piece of jewelry; one that probably had his name on it, and you were both in a silent understanding as to what exactly he meant by giving it to you, even though he acted like it was no big deal: as though he hadn’t painstakingly chosen exactly which one he’d wanted to get you.
- He definitely just nonchalantly handed the box over to you while the two of you were hanging out; in the same way he’d hand you a cigarette or something of the sort. He was too nervous to watch your entire reaction, and he was also making a point of not staring to try to make it seem like less of “a thing”, but he did glance over at you a few times; and happily accepted the kiss and hug that you gave him.
- And, on the note of gifts: he steals shit for you constantly. What’s that? Don’t have enough money for some little overpriced thing that you really want/need? It’s already halfway down his pocket by the time you start walking away from it with a frown.
- Random visits and “I’m coming over” texts. You should always try to be prepared for anything because he has a tendency to just show up or tell you that he’s taking you out without any prior notice. Whenever you ask why he’s there, he’ll make some comment about not being allowed to want to see his girlfriend and you’ll just roll your eyes and let him in.
- He A) watched you grow up while he did the same and B) grew up with a twin sister, so it’s safe to say that he’s pretty familiar with all of the different bullshit that comes with being a girl and at this point, none of it takes him by surprise. Periods, pimples, stretchmarks, makeup and lack there of; it’s nothing he hasn’t seen before and you never have to worry about it when you’re with him.
- He’s definitely a bit of a loner but he likes being alone with you. You’re always welcome to come and sit by him while he makes himself comfortable away from the group; and sometimes he’ll just drag you along with him himself.
- Standing with him outside while he smokes. He lights up cigarettes whenever but he also has specific times where he actually needs one; especially if he’s trying to quit, so you’ll come outside with him at like nine at night or right after he wakes up at like noon and you’ll keep him company.
- Amusement and water park dates. He gets to act tough and like he isn’t scared by the rides, see you in a bikini or tank top all day, and probably take a road trip out of town to go to said places, so it’s really just a win all around.
- Given the type of personality that he has, he would genuinely find it adorable if you were the type of person to get scared or nervous easily. He’ll roll his eyes and tease you but he’ll do it affectionately.
- Getting dragged to random places; usually ones that have you worrying that you’ll get in trouble for trespassing. You’ve explored a lot of abandoned areas with him.
- Late night convenience and grocery store runs.
- Spending a lot of late nights together. He’s usually awake anyways so you’re dragged along on adventures with him till like three am whenever he can convince you to come.
- Constantly having Dalton around. He’s a bit of a third wheel most of the time but he’s at least fun to be around; when the camera is turned off that is.
- Fast food dates. He usually buys you something even when you say you don’t want anything, or laughs at you while he takes a bite of his own, right before letting you have some like the pushover he secretly is.
- Concerts and club dates.
- He sort of just goes along with you to places. Sure, he might complain if you want to go somewhere that he deems as being “lame” but it isn’t the first time he’s been dragged into bath and bodyworks, believe him.
- Long goodbyes. Both of you; though it is mainly him, tend to put off leaving each other for as long as you can, not wanting to part but knowing that you have to.
- The amount of times this asshole corners and cages you up against a wall is atrocious. He has no right doing it, and enjoying it, as much as he does but that’s just something you’ll have to live with.
- Nick gives off the distinct vibes of a man who plays Xbox and I cannot tell you why. What I can tell you is that he’d like having you sit with him while he does so and would not so secretly get upset whenever you wanted to leave; even though he’s paying like zero attention to you.
- Affectionate insults and name calling.
- He’ll pretend like it doesn’t matter but he was so happy when you posted his pic for the first time; he probably only has a myspace account so that he can see your posts and chat with you. And speaking of: whenever the two of you take pictures together, he always does that stereotypical boyfriend pose where he’s stood behind you and his face is half hidden by your hair.
- Wearing his hoodies and jackets.
- He’s probably gotten a tattoo that is either your name or something that represents you/your relationship. He’s that kind of impulsive.
- Helping him buzz his hair. There’s really no way for you to mess up and it makes his life a whole lot easier so of course he’s going to ask you for a little assistance. He’d prefer not walking around with random patches of hair on the back of his head, thank you very much.
- He definitely comes to your house to sleep in your bed; both because he just likes being in your presence and thinks it one of the most comfortable things in the world and because he doesn’t really have a place of his own.
- He probably didn’t immediately tell you after his parents kicked him out and you only found out because Carly told you when you went over there to look for him; which just gives him another reason to resent her. He should really be thanking her though, considering you now either have him living with you or let him stay over a lot more.
- Trying to help him deal with his issues. You’re probably going to have a few break ups here and there because he’s shit at expressing himself and his emotions, but believe me when I say, he does love you and he’s trying really hard to be better for you.
- He’s a stubborn person, it runs in the family, so that’s just something you’re gonna have to deal with in a multitude of ways.
- Getting him to lighten up on Carly.
- Keeping him in check since he has a tendency to do stupid, aggressive shit without thinking it through. You don’t need him going to jail because he hates the world.
- He always covers for you whenever the two of you get in trouble. He reasons that you’ve got a clean record and he doesn’t so you shouldn’t jeopardize yours when he can just add on whatever crime you’ve got yourselves into under his extensive belt.
- Nick has his fair share of insecurities so even though he doesn’t get jealous all of the time, certain people will set him off: i.e. people he deems as having something he doesn’t or who seem like they’d be better for you. He tends to just act blatantly rude towards them until they take the hint and/or learn to; at the very least stay, away from him.
- He’s a pretty hostile person in general so he’ll have no problem telling someone to fuck off if they’re bothering you or annoying him while he’s out with you. He’s very protective of you so his reactions can range from verbal assaults to just plain throwing punches.
- The two of you are gonna either fight a lot or not at all and it really just depends on the type of person you are. When you are fighting, he tends to be hurtful; whether purposefully or not, and that’ll usually lead to the argument turning into something far worse than it had to be.
- That being said: he does know when he’s gone to far and though he might not apologize in the moment, he will the next chance he gets after the two of you have calmed down. Most of the time, he’ll show up at your door, a few hours later with a guilty look on his face, calling himself an asshole and seeking your forgiveness.
- He tries not to make a big deal out of saying he loves you; even though he probably waiting forever to say it for the first time. He’ll usually use it nonchalantly, giving a “love you” after he pecks you on the lips when you’re saying goodbye.
- He’s certainly not the easiest to love but he’s trying to be better and he’s hoping that you’ll stick by him long enough to see it.
Some nsfw in a few, reader gets insecure in some, heart emoji!
Characters: Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger, Brahms heelshire, Billy lenz, Jason Vorhees, pennywise (2017), art the clown, Stitches the clown, Sinclair brothers (separate)
-He don’t care.
-he tolerates you=he loves you. That includes your body. He likes that he can squish you without it hurting too much.
-not much to say for him, because he literally doesn’t say anything at all. Though he DOES like to pick you up if you’re complaining about your weight. It gets his point across that you’re perfect for him.
-little shit.
-literally little too. Scrawny. Fast. He says something backhanded and scitters away like a cockroach before you can give him a whack.
-he pmo so bad I love him so much.
-if you show that you’re hurt he will only be meaner tbh
-you have to cry/give silent treatment before he stops and apologizes.
-don’t accept his bare minimum “im sorry”s either. If you do that, it’s not enough of a punishment, and he’ll keep being mean.
-he loves your body, but He only really shows it during sex when he’s gripping, rubbing and slapping it.
-“I want that one.”
-I feel like he is a chubby chaser, but it just doesn’t register in his head that he is one. He just likes it.
-he is BRICKED watching you bend over and clean. He’s bricked all the time around you.
-he can’t help it though he just loves you so much.
-cuddles are hard because you’re both just so WARM. (This is a problem that will occur in later scenarios too)
-he loves your breasts specifically. He likes being able to rest his head on them. He just likes being held.
-he doesn’t stop calling you piggy bro.
-slaps your ass when he gets the chance. He likes watching it jiggle. You usually hear him giggle and run away after. Don’t chase, he’s already in the attic.
-He REALLY likes your body. Tits, ass, thighs, tummy, ALL of it.
-he’s not as warm as Brahms, so cuddling him isn’t torture. He’s actually pretty chilly. Warm him up. Let him grab your butt. Hand warmer. Please.
-he loves you so bad.
-He isn’t AS scared of breaking you. It’s comforting.
-if you make him food he will literally do anything for you. It reminds him of his mom. You provide and comfort him like she does. He loves you so much.
-he wants to keep you in a little room with your favorite things. He can’t help it!!
-Another one who dont care
-ur his mate.
-literally so neutral idk why i even included him.
-WAIT breeding kink and he talks about your tits okay bye
-little shit #2
-pokes your tummy and runs away. Feels less loving than how billy does it.
-all jokes aside he’s putting you in missionary to watch your boobs jiggle.
-speaking of boobs, he grabs them, squeezes them, and puts his horn in your face while he does it. He’s so funny.
-I couldn’t find a gif for little shit #3
-one night stand turned into him feeling comfortable shoving his face in your “fat fuckin’ tits”
-Nono he’s def a chubby chaser, but also a joke maker.
-please don’t get insecure he’s just a clown
-little shit #4
-totally Im denial about his attraction.
-will tell you to go away just so he can watch your ass as you walk through the door.
-he’s mean, but you get his cock real hard.
-finally a sweet boy
-he thinks you’re a work of art. You know those candles of torsos they sell at those witchy-hippie shops? He has like three of those he MADE based of YOUR body.
-touchy if you’ll let him.
-how could you possibly be insecure with him?
BRO IT WONT LET ME ADD MORE PICS SO THIS IS A DIVIDER AND IM TALKING ABOUT LESTER SINCLAIR NOW
-anyway this is another boy who don’t care
-he’s perverted, but more sweet than anything.
-also picks you up to show that you’re light as a feather!
-he loves you so much he’d kiss your whole body if you’d let him.
(The word of the day is: subtle. Count how many times I used it lol)
- The smell of liquor wafts through the air, mingling with an assortment of perfumes and colognes, all of which cling to the various partygoers littered throughout the house. The place is full of people—nothing like the frat parties that Curt brings them to, but certainly nothing to scoff at—and Jules is playing host like a pro, effortlessly entertaining as though she’s done it her whole life. She’s standing in the kitchen when Marty approaches her, busying herself with pouring drinks for a handful of friends.
"How do you know, Y/n?" Marty squints at her before his bleary eyes drift down to her moving hands, following along as she sets out cups and cracks open sodas.
"How do you know her?" She wrinkles her nose in confusion, glancing at him sideways as she uncaps a bottle of rum.
- She knows you from one of her classes: a sweet girl that she’s befriended enough to invite to this party. You’re currently sitting in the living room with another one of your classmates, chatting away about nothing in particular as you wait for her to come back. You’re pretty and you’re kind, but you’re not the type of person that everyone on campus knows; especially not someone as oblivious as Marty.
“We’ve had classes together since freshman year.” Marty supplies. That was news to her.
- She glances over at him as he pointedly avoids her stare, busying himself with tilting each of the solo cups littering the table in an attempt to find a clean one; or at least pretending to. She’s never seen him so …shy. Never seen him trying to act so nonchalant….
- In the past, Jules attempted to set Marty up with just about every girl she knew. Every attempted match always seemed to end in failure and after a while, she sort of just gave up. Marty showed so little interest in all of her selections that she had no choice but to accept the fact that he didn’t want her help. She took the hint, backing off and giving him the space he needed to find someone himself. He never did….
- It takes her less than a minute to connect the dots. Marty’s never gone out with another girl because Marty wants you.
- You don’t seem like his type, though apparently, Jules has no idea what his type actually is. Nevertheless, she’s eager to set the two of you up and plans on doing so that very evening. She knows that she’ll have to be subtle though: if she’s too obvious in her matchmaking attempts, he’ll flee like a spooked stray cat.
- She forces him to help her carry over the drinks that she’s made, trying to hide her giddiness as she leads him through the crowd. Though he protests at first, wincing at the prospect of approaching you, he slowly relents, following behind her reluctantly.
“So,” She begins as she hands you a cup. “Marty tells me that the two of you know each other.”
“Oh yeah,” you reply after giving the man beside her a quick once over. “We have…algebra together!”
- And thus begins your conversation….
- Whether you spend a lot of time talking to Marty that night or not, Jules has made it her mission to bring the two of you together. She does so under the guise of having you join their clique. It’s not necessarily a lie—they’re all more than happy to have you—but she does have ulterior motives.
- As the resident “third wheels” of the group, you and Marty end up spending a lot of time together. Though he initially comes across as a stereotypical stoner, you soon find out that there’s more to him than meets the eye. Marty is surprisingly considerate and kind; especially for someone who spends most of his time blazed out of his mind. He may not be able to tell the difference between a wolf and a moose, but he can tell when you’re feeling out of sorts and tends to subtly keep an eye on you whenever you’re out in public.
- When the rest of the group leaves an area before you do, you’ll often find that he’s the only one left lingering behind, patiently waiting for you to be ready and never leaving you all on your own. He always sits in the seat closest to yours, always stands next to you in a crowd, always subtly saves you a spot. He never makes a big deal out of all of his efforts; whether out of consideration for you or out of misplaced embarrassment for himself, but you still try to show him your gratitude. Although everyone is nice, Marty is the one who makes you feel truly welcome and ensures that you’re never alone.
- Jules often insinuates that the two of you should date. Sometimes it’s subtle, sometimes it’s not. She isn’t pushy but she does like to mention it every now and again: redundantly telling you about how sweet Marty is, about how he can sometimes be a little shy, and that she thinks you’d be cute together.
- Sometimes she brings it up around the both of you; usually earning her a halfhearted and somewhat shy “shut up” or “stop playing matchmaker” from Marty. Whenever you’re sitting together, she likes to give a teasing “look at the happy couple” or “don’t you guys look cute all cosied up”. And when there’s a couple being romantic nearby, she likes to jokingly ask: “so when is it your turn”.
- Like with everything else between the two of you, Jules is the catalyst to your first kiss. She invites you along on a camping trip and during a game of truth or dare, dares you to “kiss someone in this room”. Since your choices are between two people in a committed relationship, two people in an almost relationship, and Marty—the choice is rather simple.
- Marty perks up as you approach him, sitting up a little once he realizes you intend on kissing him. Though he tries to act nonchalant, he still shifts forward in an attempt to meet you halfway, holding his joint out of the way as you lean in and press a kiss to his lips. It’s not a childish peck, but it’s still pretty chaste, and the rest of the group jeers at you as you begin to pull away, teasingly claiming that it “doesn’t count”.
- So you kiss him again….
- Marty follows your lead, never taking more than what you’re willing to give him, yet he can’t help but begin to follow after you as you start to pull away. He's ready to keep going, his hazy mind focused only on you, you, you, but the cheers of your friends interrupt his one track mind, reminding him that you're both still sitting in a room full of people.
- You’re applauded by the rest of the group as you separate, most of the attention being on you and not Marty’s undoubtedly flushed face; something he’s rather thankful for. You return to your seat as he swallows and shifts around awkwardly, looking for the joint that Jules—helpfully—plucked from his distracted fingers.
- The rest of the night goes along without a hitch, aside from the fact that Marty is quieter than usual and Jules keeps sending you satisfied smiles. It isn’t long before everyone starts saying goodnight, heading to their respective rooms as the time on the clock gets later and later. Once you’re alone, you suddenly find yourself overthinking things. You wonder if you’ve somehow messed things up just by doing what you were told. It’s a silly thought, you know it is, yet you still find yourself struggling to sleep.
- After a while, you decide to leave your room, realizing that you’re not going to get anywhere without somehow clearing your head. You creep out into the hallway, silently debating between a glass of water or a short walk outside; maybe another beer if nothing else seems to work.
- When you leave your room, you’re fairly certain that no one else is awake so you’re surprised to find Marty sitting alone out on the porch. You debate going back to bed but you just can’t do it. You grab a glass of water and head outside, greeting him quietly as you make your way over. You jokingly yet timidly apologize for “making things weird” and he assures you that everything’s fine, passing you his half smoked joint like an olive branch; even though he still struggles to look you in the eyes.
- You take the opportunity to watch the side of his face, taking in his features as you sit and smoke: staring at his strong jaw, his long lashes, his sharp nose. Every now and again he’ll glance over and accidentally meet your gaze, locking eyes with you for a few quick seconds before he shyly looks away. The only thing keeping you from spiraling into self doubt is the joint in your hand and the fact that he seems to be stifling a smile every time the two of you make eye contact. It convinces you that he was telling the truth when he said he wasn’t upset.
- The other thing that convinces you is the kiss you share not long after.
- It takes him a while to muster up the courage, about as long as it takes you to finish the second half of his blunt, but he does so all the same. He glances over at you one last time before he finally just leans in and kisses you—only stopping long enough to pluck the finished blunt from your fingers and crush it beneath his shoe. He pulls you closer once the fire hazard is out of the way, intent on finishing what you started during your game of truth or dare, except this time, it’ll be under the stars and away from prying eyes.
- You’ll be sure to thank Jules in the morning…
- To the untrained eye, Marty can seem a little unaffectionate. He doesn't touch you the way most people expect a boyfriend to; at least not in public. He hangs on you tiredly, grabs hold of you protectively, hugs you, and/or ruffles your hair—but that's about it. They're all things that, to most people, reads as closely platonic instead of intimately romantic. What most people don't realize is that Marty is shy; particularly when it comes to women and particularly when it comes to you. He prefers to keep things PG whenever you're out in public, only loosening up once the two of you are alone and/or around friends.
- You’re likely the touchier one in the relationship, and it's something that Marty likes about you. Though he's not incredibly affectionate himself, he usually tries to reciprocate wherever he can: placing his hands over your own and/or leaning into you whenever you touch him yourself. Most of the time, he either reacts somewhat bashfully or doesn't react at all, depending on how used to you and your antics he is. That being said, even if he doesn't always show it, he always appreciates the love.
- Temple kisses.
- Slow, lazy kisses.
- Makeout sessions. When Marty gets high, he has a tendency to want to kiss you for hours on end—even if he sometimes breaks away from your lips in order to go on some meaningless rant. All you have to do is interrupt him with another kiss and you'll distract him enough to shut him up.
- A lot of Marty’s pet names tend to be somewhat joking: things like the "the missus" or "you fetching minx". If he ever uses a genuine one, it's likely stolen from Jules or Dana; whether subconsciously or not. Whenever he's trying to be sweet or comforting, he often finds himself calling you "honey"; something the girls always call him whenever they're trying not to seem too harsh.
- He likes laying his head on your shoulder/chest whenever the two of you cuddle, using your body like his own personal pillow as he wraps himself around you. Since he has a tendency to sleep while the suns still out, he'll often wedge himself beneath your shoulder and use you like a makeshift shield, blocking out the light as he continues to snooze away.
- Taking naps together, or just having him nap in your presence. Marty is one of those people who gets sleepy the minute they're with their significant other. There's just something about you that makes him feel safe and comfortable; even if he doesn't consciously realize that that's what it is. He always ends up nodding off somewhere in your home: whether it's in your bed, on your couch, or directly on top of you. He just can't help it.
- On that same note, even if he's dead asleep, he almost always wakes up the minute you try to move away from him. He'll hold onto you even tighter, grumbling and blinking blearily at you as you try to explain what you're doing. He acts as though you need to earn the ability to escape—and if you actually do earn it, he'll temporarily fight off sleep in order to immediately snuggle back into you when you finally get back.
- Above all else, Marty’s love language is quality time. Even if you’re completely busy, he just likes being in the same room as you. You usually invite him over to body double for you while you do your homework/study, finding his quiet presence helpful whenever it’s time to focus. He usually takes the time to nap, either across the room from you or in your lap; depending on where you’ve decided to work. You sometimes use him as a table, and though he might make a sarcastic comment about it when he finally wakes up, he doesn’t do anything to stop you; unless he really needs to get up for something.
- As someone who's high like 90% of the time, he likes relaxing at home more than he likes going out. A lot of your dates are just the two of you chilling out in your dorm room/apartment: eating takeout, smoking weed, and philosophizing.
- Smoking weed together. Honestly, even if you don't smoke, you still get a second hand high just from being around him.
- Always having munchies ready to go.
- Watching movies together. He used to be fine with watching horror movies but after a bad experience with some weed-induced paranoia, he refuses to watch anything even remotely scary. If you do convince him to let you put one on, he insists on sticking together for the rest of the night, staying at your place and using you like a teddy bear every time he gets a little nervous. Sometimes, after the two of you finish watching, he'll make a dead-panned "joke" about borrowing one of your stuffed animals....
"See. That wasn't so bad."
"I think I'm borrowing Mr. Mittens tonight."
- Hanging out in his station wagon. Sometimes the two of you use it to camp out in secluded areas: smoking, picnicking, and just sort of lazing about.
- Listening to his rants. You love your little doobie-smoking, modern day Socrates but sometimes he really annoys you: like when he gets so into his hypotheses and conspiracies that he doesn't realize you're buzzing with need until you quite literally climb onto his lap or pointedly grab his upper thigh.
- Catching him talking to himself. Whenever you do, he always gets a little embarrassed and asks if you "heard that", making excuses that usually boil down to him just being really high; even if he's currently sober.
- Trying to deter him from making stupid decisions, and getting him to take better care of himself. He's never been a self-destructive or neglectful person, but he can be a bit reckless—something you try your best to nip in the bud before it gets him into too much trouble.
- Have you ever seen that meme about Smeagol standing up when he takes you to meet his parents? That's kind of what it's like when you go to meet Marty's. He stands up straighter, uses good manners, tries to be on his best behavior, etc. Honestly, they might not even know that he smokes.
- That being said, don't be surprised if you get used as a sacrifice so he can light one up in the bathroom without being interrupted, or if he asks you to go for a walk around the block with him to "show you his old neighborhood".
- He occasionally takes walks during/after he smokes, and more often than not, he'll end up at your place. Sometimes it's on purpose, sometimes it's not, and sometimes it's because he's feeling a little paranoid; even if he doesn't want to admit it.
- He's kind of just down for whatever. Want to go to the waffle house at 3am? Sure. Frat Party on Friday? Okay. Trip to the zoo? Just say the words. Whatever it is, wherever it is, if it'll make you happy, he'll almost always agree. Just don't expect him to show too much enthusiasm, he has a tendency to talk in a super nonchalant way, even as you're excitedly hugging and thanking him.
- I personally think that Marty is some kind of engineering major, so he's definitely capable of fixing things that are giving you a hard time. He'll solve things that have been bothering you for months in a matter of minutes, and once he's done, he'll clap his hands and say "time for weed" like he completed the simplest chore in the entire world.
- Marty loves you to the point of invention. He's made you several different objects and tools: things like specialized holders, and perfectly modified parts that remedy your problems with preexisting belongings. All of them are designed to make your life easier, and all of them show just how much he actually pays attention to you.
- He’s definitely gotten you a type of vegetation from the grocery store, either confusing it with another type of flower or just assuming that it was one. Like, Marty, honey, you’re so sweet and I love you so much, but baby, that's kale.
- He has a tendency to buy you things and then forget that he bought them. He'll go into a convenience store and get you a cute key chain, only to wind up giving it to you minutes, hours, days, or even months later. He just forgets all about it until he randomly comes across it again, or is somehow reminded of it.
"Oh right. Here. I got you this."
- Having to occasionally do some detective work when he’s trying to tell you a story. Sometimes it's because he gets distracted before he can finish, forcing you to pry for information and force the rest of the story out of him. And sometimes it's because he mixes up different words, ones that can drastically alter whatever he's saying. Seeing someone get shot in the face is very different from seeing someone get hit in the face with a ball.
- Trying to get him to take a hint is hit or miss. Sometimes he catches on immediately. Sometimes it takes him a minute and maybe a little nudge, usually making your efforts to be inconspicuous suddenly somewhat obvious—"Oh. Oh right, yeah, I'll come too.". And other times, he'll be completely oblivious, not even understanding after the moment has passed.
"What?" He asks as you give him an exasperated look.
- Getting adopted into the friend group and invited along on all of their adventures.
- He's somehow always cold. It'll be a warm sunny day and he'll have on three layers of clothing, and his hands will somehow still be cool to the touch. It's absolutely torture whenever you're in bed together.
- For some reason, I feel like Marty's a little insecure about his body. Because of this, he'd be really understanding about your own insecurities; even if he doesn't agree with a single one of them.
- As a college stoner, he's not exactly the pinnacle of good health. He likely just has an amazing metabolism and/or spends all his money on weed instead of food. That being said, I also find it incredibly funny to think that Marty is secretly and ridiculously muscular(the same way his actor was while filming). Imagine laying on him or watching him take his shirt off for the first time, expecting a pudgy belly or a rail thin torso, and getting a physique that could rival an actual athletes.
- He gets all shy whenever you give him your undivided attention and/or praise. You once swiped his hair from his face and told him that it was because “you wanted to see his pretty eyes”—leading to him being unable to look at you with said pretty eyes for nearly an entire minute, bashfully turning away from you and trying to hide his face.
- Marty stares at you as you stand in his kitchen, bathed in the warm glow from the light above his stove. You're making him dinner and he's watching you like a fool, blinking slowly in a way that would convince you he's drunk. When you glance over at him and meet his eyes, you teasingly ask what he's looking at, a beautiful smile tugging at your lips. He replies in a voice that sounds far too weak and far too earnest, telling you that he "thinks you might be an angel". It's not too different from the silly things he's said before, but it's something that's always stuck with you.
- You don't know if Marty is just a naturally non-sexual person or if he's reached a sort of weed-induced level of enlightenment, but a lot of the time, your nudity doesn't affect him as much as you would expect it to. Nevertheless, it's kind of nice being able to exist in your birthday suit without him making a big deal out of it—aside from the few times you've woken up to him pretending he's a coroner in a cop show.
- Marty makes a lot of random and oftentimes odd observations: like how the place you're standing in smells like his third grade classroom, or that the color of your shirt is the same color as one of his old cell phone cases. They never really go anywhere, he just sort of says them and moves on.
- Try not to be offended when he informs you that he associates you with a random object/animal. Though the comparison may seem a little insulting, it's made with nothing but love. You might not necessarily want to be told that you "kind of look like a frog", but can you really stay mad at him when he tells you that he thinks of you every time he sees one and/or watches videos of frogs whenever he misses you? Maybe—but if you're dating him then you'll just have to accept it and let him call you froggy. It's very odd, but it's also very him.
- He always notices when you've changed something about yourself, but doesn't always know how to comment on it. He can't just say you look nice like a normal person would; at least not at first, he always has to make some teasing comment or odd comparison. He'll hurriedly correct himself after you roll your eyes, but that doesn't change the fact that he told you that you looked like an albatross when you changed the way you did your eyeliner. Oh, so now he knows what animals are.
- He often gets distracted by you: by the way you pronounce certain words, the way your eyes light up when you're excited, the color your hair turns in the sun, etc. Sometimes, it can make it seem like he isn't listening, but he absolutely is—he just can't come up with a response quick enough to convince you.
- He always looks for you every time you're in a crowd, asking people if they've seen you and paying little attention to anybody else. Honestly, it's kind of cute seeing him look so lost, floundering around in search of you as though you're the most important thing in the world.
- Blame it on him being shy, or being raised in a somewhat conservative household; or maybe even being a secret virgin, but Marty can sometimes be amusingly prudish. He occasionally makes comments about the things you're wearing or the way you're acting, but he always defends your honor the minute someone else tries to call you a slut; even if he not-so-subtly warned you that it would happen beforehand.
- He's the type of guy to silently cover you up when you're out in public—not because he's ashamed, but because he doesn't like the way other guys are acting. He pointedly positions himself in a way that blocks you from view, both for your benefit and to the annoyance of other men who are trying to leer at you. He might not understand it, but he respects your occasionally impractical wardrobe choices; even if he still thinks that you should have listened to him when he warned you about your skirt being too short. Either way, he learns to protect your goodies like it's second nature and never lets you accidentally embarrass yourself.
- Whenever someone says something along the lines of not being able to believe that you're together, or that you're with him, he always jokingly yet not so jokingly informs them that he can't believe it either; his tone laced with sarcasm. He's not incredibly offended, if anything he's actually pretty proud, but he still likes fucking with them and making things awkward.
- It's easy to miss when Marty gets jealous since all he usually does is make passing comments that you, and everybody else, just assume are jokes. He's trying to steal her from me, he wants to bang you, I was worried he was gonna cop a feel, etc. They're all things that sound amusing; especially with his dead-panned delivery, but also hold some truth to them, and if they're spoken in front of the person, they usually ruin the mood and snap them back to reality.
- Marty is surprisingly protective. He always defends your honor and gives sass to people who are rude to you, outright telling them that he doesn't like the way they treated you; almost like a bid for them to apologize. He hangs back and watches to make sure you're alright whenever you go off on your own, and when something scary happens, he instinctively grabs and blocks you with his body; even if it's just during a scary movie.
- It isn't often that Marty starts fights himself. It usually only happens if he "has to put his foot down"—or if he accidentally says something that makes him sound like a jerk. If that's the case, he apologizes very quickly, and you usually forgive him just as quickly because it's obvious that he didn't mean to say it in the first place; especially with the speed at which he clicks his tongue and corrects himself.
- That being said, when you start fights, Marty tends to either match your energy, try to reason with you, or just throw his hands up defensively and tell you that he's going to give you space. He usually leaves you alone to deal with your feelings whenever he knows that they aren't actually about him and that you're just lashing out. But he sometimes sticks around and endures your "abuse" just to help you through them.
- He always apologizes first; even if you're the one in the wrong, and always makes sure to ask how you're doing; even when you're the one being mean to him. He has a bad habit of valuing you and your feelings over his own, always making excuses for you and telling you that you're "only human". He always understands your point of view—even without you having to tell him—which is part of the reason why he forgives you so easily. Just be nice to him, alright? He has low self esteem.
- He tells you he loves you rather casually; usually in response to you saying it to him. He just gets really used to saying it, so much so that it becomes second nature for him
- Marty decided that you were "the one" the moment he first laid eyes on you. To him, the two of you spending the rest of your lives together is simply inevitable: he can't see any other outcome. He doesn't care how it happens, as long as it does....
Is a sucker for a good massage. He comes home after a long day, tired and all stressed out from victims, all he needs is your hands on his shoulders and back, reaching all the places his hands couldn’t.
Has a killer sweet tooth. He always has a stash of sweets somewhere. You’ll find candy wrappers in the most odd places, you even found one in the bathroom sink once. Bonus points if you're a baker. He could eat a whole pan of homemade brownies in a few minutes if you’d let him.
He gets jealous very easily. A victim flirts with you? They’ll be so mangled that they can’t even be made a statue anymore. You’ll have to reassure him that he’s the only one you could ever want.
Loves taking care of you in the small ways. Mention once that it’s chilly out? His coat is already on your shoulders. Your shampoo bottle’s low? It gets replaced before it even ruins out. Get sick? He already has a thousand different types of medicine waiting.
Seeing you in his clothes always fills him with a certain sense of pride. He loves seeing you in his shirt and nothing else. If it’s cold outside, he’ll always make you put on his jacket instead of yours, claiming that it's just because it’s thicker and will keep you warmer. (we both know that’s a lie)
—-
Degrading praiser. “Look at how good you take me, stupid whore.” yep. That’s Bo. It always give him this rush of satisfaction of seeing how you respond
He’s 100% a top. Loved to take control and please both of you. Sometimes he might let you on top if you ask nicely, but it never lasts long. You get flipped around after a few minutes with a “sorry, sweetheart”. (he isn’t really sorry).
Into cat and mouse. Gives you a 5 minute head start before he’s on you. There’s no real intent to harm you, he never would, but the thrill it brings is more than enough. Chases you around the town before catching you and fucking you wherever he found you.
Angry sex is a must. Whenever you argue or get into a disagreement, the best way for him to let off his steam is to fuck you however he wants and how hard he wants.
VINCENT:
He loves having you by him while he works. you don’t even have to be directly beside him, he just likes when you’re in the same room as him. Whether you watch him work or just do your own thing, he doesn’t care. he works a lot better with you in the room with him
Models a lot of statues and sketches after you. He catches every little detail about you. He has your face and body so memorized that he doesn’t need a reference when he's working, no photo or live model of you is needed. You'll go over to see how his work has progressed and notice many that look a lot like you. Has secret sketches books hidden away that are filled to the brim with just you.
Love language is acts of service. He always wants to make your life a little bit easier, he loves to see you happy. Need help with dishes? He's already drying them. Something heavy needs lifting? It’s already in the place you need it. Just woke up in the morning? Breakfast is already ready and waiting for you.
He’s the best listener. Something on your mind? you can always go to him and he’s all ears. Always expect comfort and understanding. Cuddles are a must after a tough time or conversation. Maybe you have a new interest? He’s all open to hear about it. Might leave mini wax carvings of said interest on your nightstand for you to find.
Even though he doesn’t talk, he still finds ways to communicate. If something it’s not a question where he can just shake or nod his head, he has little note cards always on hand so he can write an answer. Will leave little sticky notes with cute messages where he knows you find them.
———
Loves praise, in and out of the bedroom. He does get insecure and praise is the best way to remind him of how perfect he is. You give him praise in the bedroom? He’s going harder and even more close to going over the edge.
A switch. Depends on the day, If you wanna be in charge, he’s all for it! But if you need him to take control, no problem! He loves pleasing you and making you happy so whatever you want, you’ll get.
A sucker for soft and cuddly sex. Early in the morning and still in each other's arms? Perfect, he’s already inside you, slowly thrusting while you're wrapped in each other. A perfect mix of intimacy and sex.
Is great with his hands (if we already couldn’t tell by his sculptures). Will love pleasuring you with his hands, rubbing and touching in all the right places that make your back arch.
Slashers seeing their future S/O for the first time
Part 1
Including: Billy Loomis, Bo Sinclair, Jason Voorhees, Lester Sinclair, Stu Macher & Vincent Sinclair.
Warnings: Mentions of death, slashers being slashers. This page is 18+ Minors do not interact.
A/N: Okay this is my first post on here so any and all feedback is welcome! Also, there will be a part two, I will be including all the slashers I write for I just got a bit carried away and I thought it was a bit long for one part lol. Second part will include Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Billy Lenz, Brahms Heelshire and Jesse Cromeans.
Billy Loomis:
· This was meant to be an easy kill for Billy. Some geek that showed up at a party he shouldn’t have been at, Billy had been watching him for most of the night when he saw his target getting ready to leave. He started heading to the closet he hid his Ghostface costume in when someone crashed into him spilling their drink all down the front of his shirt.
· Billy was in two minds about whether he should give them a piece of his mind or ignore their apologies and sneak away anyway. But as he looked up whatever reply he had planned got caught in his throat. When he looked into your pleading eyes he could immediately tell how bad you felt. He didn’t realise he was staring until he noticed you were waiting for a response.
· He regains his composure and brushed off your apologies, telling you not to worry about it. You seemed relieved and he couldn’t help but smirk at how you looked around the room frantically. “Lost something?” he finally asks you, “Am I that obvious?” you laugh before holding your hand out, “I’m Y/N, Randy’s cousin.” Billy seemed to stare at your hand for a second before taking it in his and introducing himself. Maybe just this once he’d let the target go and find something worth enjoying.
Bo Sinclair:
· Getting out of the beat-up truck Bo winced as he felt the pain in his arm of the wound that hadn’t fully healed just yet. Lightly holding the spot and remembering how one of the victims had cut him good with that knife. He sighed and shrugged the thought off before walking towards the dimly lit bar. Sitting down on one of the stools and ordering a beer.
· He soon becomes aware of a man groaning angrily at one of the nearby pool tables, “There aint no way you're winning again without cheatin’” he hears the man grumble. Bo’s fairly accustomed to the usual pool bets but what does surprise him is the feminine laugh he hears in response, he turns around to see you bent over the table lining up your next shot. He feels his throat dry up at the sight of the position you’re in and the teasing smirk that’s on your face.
· “Don’t be a sore loser Jimmy,” you laugh before sinking yet another ball into its socket. Bo can barely take his eyes off you as he leans back taking another sip of his beer. You and the man seem to go back and forth in arguing about the game, and he feels like he could watch you all night. The game is coming to an end with you clearly winning, before he even thinks about it Bo has downed the rest of his beer and is walking towards you. As you’re lining up your final shot Bo slams down a couple of bills on the side of the pool table, you look up at him and he flashed his signature grin at you, “I’ve got winner,” he says as he looks you up and down. You sink your last ball before turning back to him, “You’ve got it handsome,” she smirks. Oh, you were trouble, and Bo couldn’t wait to see how this night turned out.
Jason Voorhees:
· It had been a quiet week for Jason, no campers, no teens, nothing. He had been out collecting wood for the fire when he found a small stone, he liked collecting bits and pieces from around the woods. Small knickknacks to decorate the shabby cabin he called home. The stone had five points and could be seen as almost the shape of a star, what Jason didn’t realise was he had spent far too long invested in the stone to notice someone walking on the trail nearby. The snapping of some sticks broke him out of his thoughts as he saw a figure nearby.
· Jason quickly shoved the stone in his pocket before walking silently to a spot where he could watch the trail without being spotted. He watched you from afar for a while, seeing you look around you as you made your way down the path. The way you watched the nature around you with a small smile on your face made Jason feel a warmth inside him. He followed you all the way to the camp grounds. You seem surprised to find the open space on your trip. You sat down on one of the stone seats before unpacking some lunch for yourself.
· It wasn’t long before you had gotten up and were walking around the small opening. It was then that Jason heard you speak for the first time which caused him to tense in fear. “Hey there little guy.” That was it, you must’ve seen him. He froze as you stepped towards his hiding spot only to stop a few feet in front of where he stood, where he thought he was hidden by the shrubs. But you weren’t looking at him to his relief, he saw the small squirrel perched on a branch that seemed to have your attention. He felt himself relax as he noticed this before trying to silently move further to the other side of the clearing.
· To his surprise the squirrel hadn’t run away, he must’ve smelt the food in your hand as he stood hesitantly sniffing the air. “You hungry?” you asked him rhetorically before holding out a small piece of crust for the squirrel and placing it on the branch near him. Jason watched and couldn’t help but melt at your kindness, he heard the familiar voice in his head but this time the voice was calm, telling him you needed protection, you needed him. But how was he supposed to approach you. A few minutes passed and you turned back to your seat, walking over you noticed something had now been placed where you once sat. You picked up the small stone, noticing it was shaped like a star. You looked around for someone before looking back at the stone, a small smile on your face. It warmed Jason’s heart as he prepared himself to find you more gifts.
Lester Sinclair:
· Lester found himself almost zoning out as he drove down the all too familiar road, the predictability of the same turns and sights that he saw every day seeming to get on his nerves today. Until he noticed a car on the side of the road, he hated his part in this, he tried to just shut himself off from it and think of whoever the poor bastard was that wandered their way as just a stranger, a nobody with no identity. It helped that they were usually rude to him, at least that way he felt less remorse for them. He couldn’t see the person that was hidden under the hood, probably uselessly trying to figure out what was wrong with their car.
· “Looks like you could use a hand.” He didn’t expect the slight squeal from whoever was behind the hood before you walked out, “oh gosh you gave me a fright,” you giggled. Lester was trying to pick his jaw up off the floor and string a sentence together, you definitely weren’t the first young lady to come through these parts but he sure thought you were the prettiest. “Uh, sorry ma’am.” He gulped before wracking his brain for words, “I saw you stuck here and thought you could use a hand.” You sighed before closing the hood, “Unless you happen to have a fanbelt on you, I don’t think so,” He felt the slight dread creep up as he remembered the scenario, he hesitated before spilling his usual script about taking you to see Bo. Of course, you agreed, having no other option and climbing into his truck.
· Not long into the drive you spoke, “I’m Y/N by the way,” he nodded before realising you were waiting for a response, “Oh, I’m Lester,” he responded. “Lester,” you repeated with a smile, he couldn’t help the feeling in his stomach when you repeated his name. “Well thank you very much Lester, I definitely owe you one for driving me all this way.” The more you spoke the worse he was starting to feel, you seemed kind, you were nice to him which was a welcome change, you laughed along with him instead of at him, you didn’t deserve the fate that you were walking into. As you neared Ambrose he realised he couldn’t let you die, he didn’t know how yet but he would do everything he could to keep Bo from hurting you. He knew life was going to be anything but predictable with you around
Stu Macher:
· Stu groans when the bell rings, his least favourite subject and it was the first lesson of the day. “You coming Stu?” He looks at Randy as he seems to think it over, “Nah, we’ve got Evans, I don’t need another detention from that douche.” Randy just rolls his eyes as Stu starts walking in the opposite direction, he hears Randy grumble some smart-ass comment to himself as he walks away.
· Stu was about to turn towards the entrance when he heard you curse to yourself, he glanced at you before turning the corner. “Woah,” he stopped in his tracks before backing up back into the hallway and looking you over again. You must be new, he definitely would’ve remembered you if he had seen you before. You're too engrossed in the paper in your hands to notice someone coming up to you and leaning against the lockers. He puts on his cheesiest grin before getting your attention “Hey there,” you almost jump out of your skin as you drop your books.
· “Oh man I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” Stu apologises as he crouches down and begins to pick up your things, you join him in picking up your books, “No don’t be, I should’ve been paying more attention,” you give him a soft smile before standing back up as he passes you some of your belongings, “You must be new, haven’t seen you around here,” you just nod before continuing, “actually, i’m having some trouble finding my class,” he looks over the schedule you had been engrossed in. “Oh that’s actually where I’m headed, I can take you if you’d like,” he couldn’t help but smile at the way you beamed up at him as you agreed.
· The walk was filled with Stu making you laugh, as you neared the class he seemed to slow down and began talking to you again. “You know, I’d be happy to show you to your other classes if you need help finding them after this?” you agreed and he walked into the class with you. A big smile on his face even after being reprimanded by your teacher. “I thought you weren’t coming,” Randy whispers to him, “Yeah something changed my mind,” he replied, not taking his eyes off you. Maybe this class was worth showing up to.
Vincent Sinclair:
· Vincent had been in the museum, positioning his newest artwork. He stared at it with a slight tilt of his head, questioning every stroke, every pose and every colour. He couldn’t help it, he knew he was good at what he did but insecurity still nagged at every decision he made. He was in his own world when the creak of the front door broke him out of his stupor. Bo had told him a small group of victims would be heading down to the museum while he worked on ‘finding’ a fan belt for them. Vincent was quick to move to his usual hiding spots to watch them.
· Vincent hated how loud this group was, joking and making fun of his art. “You have to be pretty sick to make any of this.” One of the guys spoke up, Vincent immediately started thinking of how he would hurt this man. It wasn’t until a softer voice spoke up that he noticed the girl trailing at the back of the group, “Come on guys, don’t be so rude. Someone must have put a lot of effort into these.” It was then that Vincent could finally make out your form, you seemed quiet even when speaking up for him, defending his work. Vincent wished he could get a better look at you. The man scoffed, “Okay art freak.” Vincent saw the way you practically flinched at the insult before turning away from the group to go and look at some other pieces.
· Vincent felt angry, the man would definitely suffer. He made his way closer to where you were, staying hidden as he watched you from afar. He could tell the insult had hurt you and this only made him angrier. You seemed to pause as you squinted closer to the art work on the wall, brushing some dust off the framing. “Vincent,” you read the signature to yourself with a small smile on your face, Vincent stilled when he heard you. He wasn’t sure what it was but something about hearing you say his name struck a chord in him. He was more than intrigued by you, he felt drawn to you in a way he had never felt before. He wasn’t sure what this meant but whatever it was he knew Bo wouldn’t like it.
A/N: Just a quick little drabble of me fantasizing about our favourite slashers. I am still working through requests so please don't think I am ignoring you guys! They are coming :)
Billy Loomis
· Billy isn’t sure how to react at first, if you are around people sorry but he’s not going to tarnish his reputation with these soft moments. But if you're alone he will be conflicted.
· He’s not used to soft moments and he likes to be in control of any affection. He tries to keep it light like hand holding or sexual to try and keep you at a distance. So, this makes him sort of short circuit.
· Once he decides to allow it, it takes him a while but he does eventually relax into the embrace. He hates to admit that it is comforting, you make him feel secure and that worries him.
· He probably won’t sit for too long and may move eventually, he won’t disturb you but will leave you on the couch to rest.
Bo Sinclair
· Bo will never ever admit to this but he loves your soft affection, even if it’s only when you're asleep that he embraces it. He will pull you closer to him and wrap his arm around you. It’s the time he will let his guard down and let himself truly feel.
· If his brothers walk in he’s going to act like it’s a hassle, but even they know he doesn’t really mean it. Will also probably whine at you about it later.
· Bo loves you but he won’t admit that yet, even if you question it sometimes just know that you don’t get to see the way he looks at you like you're his world, or how your cute sleepy expression grips his heart. It’s these times where he thinks maybe he should be nicer to you, it’s now when he realises that he needs you even if he’s not ready to admit that.
Jason Voorhees
· Jason will not move a muscle if you fall asleep on him, you may as well be leaning on a comfier version of a statue. He wouldn’t do anything to wake you up.
· Barely breathes in fear or disturbing you. This man adores you and if you need sleep you're going to get it.
· If there are any trespassers he is going to be even more brutal than usual, how dare they disturb this intimate moment with his loved one. He lays you down as gently as he can, lucky you're a heavy sleeper.
· Jason will make quick work of the trespassers so he can get back to you, sure you may wake up with some leftover blood on you but it’s all worth it in the end to be in Jason’s arms.
Jesse Cromeans
· Jesse gets a small smirk on his face when he realises you’ve fallen asleep in his lap while he’s completing some paperwork. He will hold you while he works, occasionally stroking your hair and placing his chin on your head.
· You seem so small buried into his chest, it reminds Jesse how delicate you are and how protective he is of you to keep you here with him.
· Jesse is a busy man so its highly likely that he will end up having some sort of work that pulls him away from this intimate moment. He will carry you with ease to your bed and cover you in blankets to keep you warm until he can return.
· Won’t leave without placing the gentlest of kisses to your forehead and watching you snuggle in.
Lester Sinclair
· Lester is a busy man, he loves your affections but try to catch him when it won’t interfere with his day or piss Bo off. He will put your affections first and that can often get him in trouble with his brother.
· This man is the cutest cuddle bug, he will hold you for as long as you want. Will wrap you up in his arms and put a movie on, he is definitely the most chill out of the slashers when it comes to this kind of affection.
· Expect him to occasionally cover your face in soft kisses, the small smile it puts on your face gives him the cheesiest grin. Part of him wants you to hurry up and wake up so he can give you more affection, but don’t worry he wouldn’t dream of waking you.
· Lester cherishes you and when you wake up still in his arms expect to give him all of your attention for a while.
Michael Myers
· Do you like sleeping on the floor? Because that’s where you will end up if you fall asleep on Michael when he’s not in a very good mood. He’s an asshole. He does love you, but you don’t get to be affectionate without his approval when he’s in this kind of mood.
· If you catch him on a good day he will simply let you rest against him, most likely sitting still and watching you sleep.
· He thinks you're naïve to trust him when you're in such a vulnerable state, how he could hurt you at any moment. He likes to pretend that he could but you both know he would never do anything to hurt you. Not now that he had let you in.
· If you wake up to his head resting against yours as you both find comfort in the slight affection he will jump up and storm off as soon as he notices you're awake. Don’t bring it up unless you want him to pout for a while or threateningly glare at you from across the room. He will pretend it never happened.
Stu Macher
· Stu had always been a night owl, and it didn’t help he spent a lot of his nights out with Billy.
· You would wait up for him a lot at his place, flicking through the channels of the tv and waiting for that familiar click of the front door. He would instantly come and join you, arms open and waiting. He always missed touching and holding you.
· Would probably ramble on and not realise you were sleeping until he notices you aren’t answering him anymore. The cheesy smile this boy gets when he realises you're asleep.
· He will probably just watch you for a while, moving the hair out of your face.
· Stu is the type of guy to draw on people’s faces while they sleep, but with you he will just gently trace your features or draw small love hearts with his finger, laughing quietly to himself as your nose crinkles at the feeling.
· He wouldn’t move you, he loves holding you in his arms, keeping you close to him. Will for sure tease you about it later though.
Thomas Hewitt
· Thomas just melts when he feels your head rest against him. He knows how tiring it can be working in the heat, so he will let you rest for as long as you need to.
· He will blush if anyone else sees the two of you, but he’s still not moving.
· Thomas could hold you like this forever, but he worries that the couch isn’t the comfiest place to spend the night so he will carry you upstairs to your room, this man just wants what is best for you. He tries his best to be as gentle as possible when he lays you down, not wanting to wake you.
· He stands up to leave but notices you clinging to his shirt, the crinkle in your brow showing you're clearly not happy with the loss of contact. He lets out a husky huff before climbing into bed next to you, he melts under your touch and the thought that even in your sleep you need his touch.
Vincent Sinclair
· He stills immediately when he feels the contact. Vincent loves you so much but he’s not sure he will ever get used to the physical affections.
· When he realises you’ve fallen asleep on him his heart swells. You better believe this boy will not move an inch, your comfort is his entire priority. He will be dead still until you wake up, would not dream of disturbing you.
· Will definitely watch you sleep, he feels like he needs to commit every single line of your face to memory. Not only will he want to sketch you later on but the fear of you leaving still weighs heavily on him and he needs to make sure he would remember every detail of you.
· It’s like you can feel him staring when you shuffle closer to him and mumble his name, he instantly melts. He pulls you closer, reassuring you that he’s still there. He’s not going anywhere, he will always be there.
Including: RZ Michael Myers, '78 Michael Myers, Brahms Heelshire, Billy Lenz, Martin Mathias, '76 Carrie White, Billy Loomis and Stu Macher(separate and together), Bubba Sawyer, Bo Sinclair, and Vincent Sinclair
slight sexual content
If people like this I'll do a part two with the rest of the slashers I write for. This has 11 because I just couldn't split up Billy and Stu...
RZ Michael Myers:
Can fall asleep anywhere, but won't. He doesn't sleep often, but when he does it's in your bed. He'd much prefer to lay there and watch you, but he's human too. He likes to crawl into bed late at night after coming home, not caring about getting your sheets dirty with his blood smeared clothes. He just lays there on his back, arms pressed to his sides, mask still on; deadly silent. He breathes so shallow you may think he's dead. You worry he'll suffocate sleeping with the mask on, but he doesn't care. He never moves or shifts when he wakes up, there isn't even a change in his demeanor. He'll just lay there until you get up, not wanting to disturb you. You're welcome to cuddle up to his side, lay on top of him, use him as a human pillow if you desire. He won't move to make you comfortable, but he won't push you away either. In summary, he's essentially a rock.
'78 Michael Myers:
He sleeps facing the wall. Unhinged. He doesn't care about anything coming to get him. He knows he's why other people can't sleep like that. He really does it to show you he trusts you, he's like a cat. Sometimes he sleeps with the mask on, sometimes without it. He doesn't care, he'll sleep in the clothes he's wearing. Like his Rob Zombie counterpart, he doesn't care about getting your bed dirty. He snores very lightly, not enough to be annoying though. If you say you want to cuddle he'll throw his arm back for you to wrap around, that's about it. He'll take it back when it gets uncomfortable too. Your best option for cuddles is a weird semi-spooning position, aka just pressing yourself against his back. He actually enjoys sleeping, but wakes up at ridiculous times. If he wakes up in the middle of the night he decides it's morning for him and he's had enough sleep. He won't wake you up purposefully, so him getting out of bed won't be an issue unless you're a really light sleeper. In that case it's your problem, not his. Overall, decent. Seems cold and uncaring but really just a sleepy, grumpy cat.
Brahms Heelshire:
He's the worst. The absolute worst. He'll whine until you go to bed with him and then he won't let you go. He needs to be clinging to you all night. He doesn't take the mask off so you sleep with his cold mask pressing against you wherever he decides his face belongs. He doesn't care if you have to pee, if you wanna get up, if you're not ready to go to bed, if you're thirsty, hungry, hot, cold; excuses. All of it. He's not letting you go. He'll sleep in his own bed if you make him, but he'll whine about it. If he can't sleep then he expects you to stay awake with him. And if he wakes up in the middle of the night, so do you. He's a very light sleeper so don't even try to escape. If he doesn't get enough sleep he's cranky too. He wakes you up at the ass crack of dawn to make him breakfast. So yeah, 0/10 would not recommend.
Billy Lenz:
You basically have to sedate him to get him to bed, but he doesn't make a big deal of it. When he does fall asleep, don't wake him. Treat him like a sleeping baby. Most of the time he just likes to sit in your bed and watch you sleep. He's iffy about physical touch, but sometimes he'll stroke your hair or put his hand on your thigh. He sleeps in small intervals, curled up in a ball. He doesn't like sleeping either, so he'll push it away until he passes out. He sleeps on the floor, too. For some reason he won't sleep on the bed. He'll sit on it and watch you, but won't sleep on it no matter how many times you tell him it's fine. He'll wake up if you put a blanket over him, which sucks considering he's skin and bones and is always freezing. He also wakes up sometimes and just rocks back and forth, staring into space. He won't tell you why, but you assume he has some kind of nightmares. He's never loud, just mumbling incoherent nonsense to himself. I'd say knock him out with melatonin gummies, just tell him it's a snack. You should eat one first to prove they're safe... and make sure to keep him away from the bottle, he'll eat them all after chewing through the childproof cap.
Martin Mathias:
Martin's abnormally sleepy, he enjoys naps and sleeps at least 10 hours per night when he's not out hunting for blood. You can't even watch a movie with him, he'll doze off in the first 10 minutes. In the rare occasion he isn't tired, he likes to hold you close with the lights off and talk softly. He likes late night conversation and gentle touches more than anything. He just wants to feel loved. He definitely sleeps shirtless, so you get to enjoy that. He likes to sleep on his side, holding you to his front with his face buried in the crook of your neck. He wakes up and gently kisses your neck in the mornings before slipping away. He's tried his hand at making breakfast to bring to you in bed, and he's not half bad at it. But a lot of the time he just holds you in the mornings and watches you breathe.
Carrie White:
At first she'll be hesitant about sleeping in the same bed, knowing what it could lead to. But if you show her over time that it's okay, she's be glad to. She appreciates the way you hold her after nightmares, soothing her and wiping her tears. Please be gentle with her, she doesn't even think she deserves you. She's a light sleeper and will stick to her side of the bed unless you tell her you want to hold her. She'll happily cuddle up and read a book or watch a movie with you before bed. Just please make her feel loved.
Billy Loomis and Stu:
Just Billy:
Billy is a chronic insomniac. No, he won't make you stay up with him. Yes, he would appreciate it a lot. He likes to stay up and watch scary movies a lot, he'd be over the moon if you'd be willing to do that with him... not that he'd tell you. He'd act like it's annoying and he wants to be alone, but you both know that isn't true. Another thing, if you cuddle he has to be the big spoon. It makes him feel big and strong, lie he's protecting you. Let him feel good about himself, it doesn't happen often. If he wakes up before you he wont even try to be quiet. He'll just get up. He's kinda quiet anyway, but it sucks if you're a light sleeper. If you snore he'll wake up to tell you to be quiet. He's also very warm, so if you run cold he'll cling to you at night. Otherwise, he's fine with cuddling or not cuddling. He acts too good for everything but he's secretly glad someone like you sleeps next to him every night and trusts him enough to not be scared.
Just Stu:
Yet another lanky boy who likes to cage you in. Also snores right in your ear, not sorry at all. He also likes watching movies late at night, but if you lay down to watch something after 11 he's knocked out. He could stay up late if he wanted to, but he only ever does when he's out somewhere or trying to keep Billy company. He's such an ass too, he pretends to be sleeping in the morning when you wake up so you'll kiss his forehead then he'll squeeze your ass and start laughing hysterically. He thinks it's hilarious to suddenly grab or kiss you when you think he's asleep. If you tell him to seriously stop, he will, but it'll secretly bum him out a little. Also if you tell him you don't wanna cuddle he'll straight up get up and go sleep on the couch just to be petty. So, yeah, just let him cuddle with you.
Both:
If you have to deal with this, you WILL overheat. You'll have Billy on one side and Stu on the other, both trying to cling to you more than the other. This is all night, every night. If you say you want personal space or your own bed they'll grant it, but they'll also both blame it on the other for being too clingy or making you uncomfortable. This is basically all of dating both of them, a constant fight over you. It even shows in sleeping habits! Just make sure to give them equal attention to avoid fighting.
Bubba Sawyer:
Bubba's the biggest cuddle bug you'll ever meet. He'll let you do virtually anything if it means you're close to/touching him. He loves to wrap you up in his big, strong arms and hold you close all night. There's a few downsides to this though. He sleeps like a boulder, meaning that if you move away from him he'll basically steam-roll you trying to find you again. He ends up crushing you in his sleep more often than you'd think. Another thing, his hold on you is very firm, you have to wiggle out of it to get up which isn't very good if you have to pee or your alarm's going off. He's also another victim of the horrendously loud snores. He's also incredibly warm, you don't even need blankets. It's terrible in the summer, but in winter it's great to have a personal heater. It may be annoying sometimes, but you have to step back and realize he holds you so tight because he loves you and he's terrified of your leaving. Please be kind to him.
Bo Sinclair:
Bo is probably competing with Brahms for the worst, just definitely for different reasons. He kicks in his sleep, snores so loud you can hear it through two closed doors, feels like a radiator, takes up the whole bed, is impossible to move, and hogs the covers. All I can say is good luck. He also talks. Like fully talks, full sentences and coherent phrases while completely unconscious. You'll wake up in the middle of the night to him kicking you through the blanket while muttering utterly terrifying things. He'll let you sleep separately from him, but he'll whine about it and claim you don't love him. You can pick your battles with Bo, you won't win either way.
Vincent Sinclair:
Vincent is probably the best out of everyone. He's not too hot or cold, he doesn't snore or move too much but he isn't a rock like Michael. Nothing offends him either, if you want personal space it's yours. If you steal the blankets or kick or move, he doesn't care. The only thing is that he stays up late. You have to practically drag him to bed, but he won't fight once you get him away from his work. He likes to hold you at night. He's very gentle with you, he keeps his grip light and tried not to overwhelm you with affection. He's just so happy that you'd even care enough to make sure he sleeps... that you'd even care about him. Please just give him some loving, show him that he deserves it. He's so sweet and considerate. If you're tired he'll carry you to bed and there's no way he'll let you get up till you've gotten enough sleep. He's never rough, but he cares for you a lot and would like you to sleep. You need to make sure he sleeps too. He gets barely enough sleep. Cuddle him and make sure he sleeps too. Please.
- This man... this bloke... this, this continuously horny fellow lives life like he’s just swallowed ten pills of viagra and is ready. Never in your life have you met someone who is so willing and prepared to fuck at any given moment.
- He’s not too into foreplay, he’d much rather get straight down to business, but he always makes sure to get you ready for him. Although let’s be honest, with a body like his pressed against you it doesn’t take very long for him to get you going.
- Foreplay may not be his thing but don’t let that fool you into thinking that he doesn’t like it when you attempt a form of it. A good ol’ lap dance could make this lad harder than a rock.
- You’ll know that your attempts to turn him on are working when he bites his lip and grabs your ass. Honestly he’s just an ass grabber in general, it’s his favorite body part of yours.
- Joey wouldn’t be caught dead being a sub. Do you know what that would do to his reputation? All joking aside, Joey likes being dominant and rough with you. Tossing you around like a rag doll is one of his favorite hobbies.
- His usual pace is pretty fast but you have no complaints. Although, that might just be because you can hardly form coherent sentences when you’re in bed with him.
- Listen the main reason you’re still together is because he can make you cum like no one else and that’s a fact. You think you put up with his shit for nothing? No, no, no, you get mind blowing orgasms as compensation.
- Whats better than angry sex with your boyfriend after you’ve pissed each other off?
- His favorite position is probably doggy style or something of the sort. Positions that aren’t really intimate and let’s him control things with ease.
- Is there such a thing as a water kink? If there is then he has one. The two of you have a lot of shower and pool sex when his parents aren’t home. There’s just something about watching water drip down your chest or soak through your clothes that gets him all hot and bothered.
- Car sex. Just car sex.
- God does he love blowjobs. You could convince him to do whatever you want with the promise of a good suck™️.
- He’d buy you all the lingerie sets you wanted if you let him watch you try them on. ...You may or may not have fucked in a dressing room.
- Sit. On. His. Face. ...please.
- He likes giving hickeys but will freak if you give him one. He’s got commercials to film goddamnit!
- He has a praise kink but you probably already knew that.
- He’s got a lot of stamina so be prepared to go a few rounds with him.
- Spanking. Like I said before: he’s an ass man.
- He definitely likes teasing you. Making you beg makes his day.
- He’s probably average sized and shaved to perfection like every other part of him. Let’s just say he’s not a fan of hair.
- Once in a while a wave of adoration for you will hit and he’ll take things slower. Things will be softer, more intimate, more loving.
- Even though Joey is an asshole he’s hellbent on making you cum, mostly because he thinks it’s really hot when you do.
- I highly doubt this man is naturally good at after care, you’ll have to teach him. After a while he’ll learn that it’s the “polite thing to do” and more often than not just do it out of habit.
Random Fandom Imagines @show-choir-gal - Tumblr Blog | Tumgag
