Slasher Asks

ASK BOX OPEN. Expect NSFW themes and explicit content.

[fanofspooky]

Did you know one of the original ideas for the end of Freddy vs Jason had Pinhead breaking up the fight?

Either way here’s some concept art of it

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Hi I haven't sent in an ask before so i hope this is ok, if not then don't worry about it. I was wondering if you could do Jason, Michael, Brahms, Ghostface, Harry or Leatherface with an S/O who has Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID)? I can't find any headcanons or oneshots anywhere for it, I don't mind who u write for i love em all. Much love

No worries! I’m not incredibly versed in this mental disorder so please excuse any insensitivities or pop culture follies.  Jason

Doesn’t get it. If he doesn’t see a visible change, sees just one body- one person, it confuses him. He has trouble understanding the nature of the disorder. 

If you tell him, verbally, which personality is speaking he’ll try to adjust, but really, it’s a lot for him. He’s bad at remembering it’s a thing to begin with and can even get scared when you shift on a dime- one second you’re there, then you’re not? He doesn’t like it. 

Michael

Though initially intrigued by changes in behavior, in speaking pattern, it begins to wear on him. Socializing with one person is hard enough, now he has to deal with x many more?

Assuming you aren’t ever manic or touchy-feely or overly needy, he’ll deal with it. If not? Well, he carries the knife for a reason.

Brahms 

...is supremely interested in this. It’s not something he’s heard a great deal about, old book and lack of internet withstanding, so he has all kinds of questions, for every personality involved.

Oh, you’re this person right now? More playmates. More people to bother and learn. He loves it and manages to have a completely different relationship with every personality, from rivalry to lovers.

Billy Loomis and Stu Macher

Billy has a flight response, initially. He’s fucked up, he knows he’s fucked up, and he thinks he can’t deal with someone else who’s ‘more’ left of center than him. Eventually though he calms, and that’s when the intrigue starts. 

Stu’s just like, alright man! Doesn’t pay attention to it until you bring it up, or something surrounding it happens. Mostly, you’re just another person to him- or persons? He’s not totally sure. 

Bubba 

Really doesn’t understand how this can be a thing- redneck cannibal homeschooling isn’t known for it’s mental health curriculum. 

Despite this he tries to accommodate, changing how he treats you accordingly when he knows you’re x personality. He even starts to pick up when you’ve switched without you saying.

The ‘strangeness’ of the disorder sort of becomes another Sawyer eccentricity, and soon enough it’s just background noise for the household- accepted implicitly. 

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Bubba with an S/O who has an eye disease, like one of her eyes go the other way, and shes really nearsighted. Sorry, just have this disease and just wanted to know. How would the Sawyer Brothers react?

Please excuse me if any of this is insensitive, I don’t have said condition! 

Bubba

Doesn’t mind at all. His own body doesn’t fit the traditional view of normalcy, from his weight to his jagged teeth, so he never expects it from others. In his opinion it’s just another thing that makes you unique, as part of you as your hair color or smile. 

 Sometimes he’ll hold something up for you to look at before realizing you’re having trouble, moving it closer for you to get a good look and apologizing profusely.

Generally he tries to be very accommodating for you!

Nubbins

Is… rude, at first. Points it out, asks about it almost immediately after meeting you.

If you make it obvious you’re uncomfortable he’ll try not to stare, but if you don’t tell him directly… he’ll stare.

Eventually though it’ll just be accepted as another quirk in the family, lord knows they have enough. 

Chop-Top

Slightly more tactful than Nubbins, Chop-Top waits some time into a conversation before inquiring about it.

When you explain it, he nods, clinking his knuckled against the metal dome on his head to show you what he’s got going on with him. He makes a joke and moves on, a war story on his lips. 

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Jason hcs with a s/o that tends to wander off, especially in the woods, they just feel kind of drawn to nature and can't help it

It makes Jason very nervous…

The first time you’d gone missing he’d panicked. Honestly, you had no idea Jason could move as fast as he did when he nearly tackled you into the lake, mumbling terrified gibberish into your chest as his arms threatened to break you.

When he finally lets you down he makes it oh so clear that you can’t just go running off. What if you’d fallen in the water? What if some old bear trap had sprung up from the brush and snapped your leg? What if someone found you? What if- what if- he’s not angry, he rarely is. He’s scared.

Of course, it’s still in you to go running off after every squirrel and turtle you see. Jason slowly, slowly, slowly learns that you’re capable enough to go looking for mushrooms and faery rings on your own every once in a while. 

There are some universal constants, one being that Jason Voorhees won’t stay dead and the other being that you won’t be cooped up in a cabin all your life! He comes to recognize it as the way of things… even if he prefers to be by your side while you explore. 

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i might have sent this one in, i have no idea and i cannot remember im so sorry. but clingy norman bates h/c's is the idea

No worries! I don’t believe you have. Excuse my absence I’ve been caught up with school.Norman doesn’t like to leave you alone…

He knows it’s strange of him, so he doesn’t mention it at first. He just lingers around you as much as he can, twiddling his thumbs, making sure you’re alright. Often it’s just him sitting in the same room as you.

Eventually it comes out that he’s worried about you. The moment you’re out of eyes-shot his mind runs and runs about what might happen so it’s just better he be here, right? Motel management isn’t the most dangerous job in the world but... 

If anything nasty does arise it ends up compounding his nature. Maybe some patron stumbles in drunk, more terrifying a stick up. See! You need me here, what if something like that happens again? Whoever and whatever causes issues is disposed of unkindly, but it’s out of love! 

What really makes him melt is being able to touch you though. He dearly wants to hold your hand, run his through your hair, hold the hem of your shirt- anything. He’ll take anything. It’s about being with you.

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married to norman bates h/c's please!!

Good ask op!

Being married to Norman is like…

Well, it’s picturesque most of the time. A loving husband who runs his own business and you, the lucky one who got him to tie the knot. You look carelessly in love, or at least that’s what anyone who rolled in and out of the motel might say in their brief passing. 

There’s a quiet emphasis on continuing the romance. He gets you flowers on those infrequent excursions into town, he’ll cook dinner for the two of you when he has the time, and he never forgets to say he loves you when he leaves to do something- especially if it’s a dangerous something.  

It’s true most of the time that the two of you are living the dream of the perfect American family. He loves you with all that’s in him, he takes the institution of marriage seriously and wouldn’t have agreed to it if he weren’t equally as serious about you. He tries very hard to follow the “book” but real life’s a lot funnier than that. 

It’s in his nature to do the cleaning, quite a bit of the cooking too, it’s in his nature to be as much of a home keeper as he is a breadwinner so tasks all get split equally in the home and motel alike. 

A certain segment of his personality is more traditionalist but for the most part he’s learned to shut her up while living with you. Endangering himself was nothing but now you’re here and the idea of losing you scares him more than mother ever did. 

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Nsfw headcanons for Jason please? 👀

Oh boy oh boy, what makes Christmas merrier than a NSFW Jason!

In my opinion…

You’d have to work with him to get anywhere in the bedroom. He’s averse to sex by nature, it’s what his mother taught him- it’s all she taught him on the subject, actually. When the idea’s brought up he’s hesitant and even a little angry, he’d ‘died’ because of the neglect caused, in his mind, by sex. He’s hurt. 

Presuming you put the work in to give him some positive associations, to really explain the concept and how it can mean more than just pointless lust, he’s a big fan. There’s something so lovely about being that close to you, about how warm you feel compared to his ever-frigid skin.

It’s a lot for him to deal with at first. No matter how nice you are about it he’s guilty every time something happens, you’ll catch him mumbling something that nears an apology to the air in the aftermath of your trysts. He feels like he’s betraying his mothers wishes. 

When he can focus though he finds he likes being in control. It’s not a surprise really, he’s always defending himself and his territory, he’s always grasping at control, so no one’s shocked when he rests his hand on your chest like an anchor. He doesn’t have to assert himself, there’s no way you could get out from under him. 

It’s usually soft like that. Things that calmly border bondage but never really enter that territory. He likes you under him, he likes that you can’t run (though if you so much as squeaked he’d let go in a second), and most of all he loves that you showed him this. 

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Michael with an s/o that likes making jewelry out of teeth?

Interesting question! Michael isn’t phased…

And neither is that the first thing he notices about you. He doesn’t note the necklace, the earrings, he doesn’t know it’s not exactly normal to have human teeth adorning your form. It’s as foreign to him as the gold and silver others use.

He realizes that it’s something you like after he kills someone in your presence. It’s brutal, really, and teeth fall out of the victims bloodied mouth. You pick them up and clean them off, all the while Michael watching.

From that point on he’s much like a cat. Sometimes you’ll find “presents” on the dining room table but he never hands them to you or even acknowledges that he’s doing it. If you ask him to perhaps leave them, still bloody as they always are, in the sink. He doesn’t comply. 

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may i have a fic where billy and stu comfort reader when she is feeling down? them just being all adorable and goofy to try and cheer her up? thank you, hun :’)

Awe, that’s adorable and very in character haha. I write gender neutral/singular you pronouns I hope you don’t mind! You’re really trying to smile… but sometimes it’s hard. Sometimes things just aren’t alright, and even though you hate to make them worry, you’re giving them little more than nods as you all lounge around your room.It’s one more ‘uhuh’ before Billy, who’s sprawled on his back with his head off the bed, shoot’s a glance at Stu. The taller man stands from where he had been leaned on the wall closest to you with his hands out in front of him, cracking his knuckles. “Right-o, up and at em’.”You blink and can’t help but return a “What?”“You heard the man.” Billy of course joins the party, standing himself with an arm reached out to you. Optionless you take his hand and rise and before you can recognize what’s happening you’re picked right up off your feet by Stu. The surprise makes you smile and that’s enough to feed the fire that is the other two. “I’m thinking pancakes?” Billy follows behind the two of you, pockets in hand as Stu carries you to the kitchen. You scoff, but you’re not stuck in your head, just looking forwards. That’s as much as you can ask for sometimes. “It’s the middle of the night!” “Best time for breakfast, babe.” Stu grins all funny, all reassuring, and when you’re sat down at the table you can barely remember why you were upset to begin with. 

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Norman Bates with a baker s/o you that makes pies and cookies every morning?

The house always smells so lovely…

He can’t help but thank you every time he steps in the kitchen, some might call it a bad habit but really, it’s sweet. He’d hate to seem ungrateful after cooking for himself so long.

Sweets were never his forte to begin with, so watching you work is just darling. Half skill half magic in his opinion, not that he’s belittling your profession. 

It reminds him of his mother, not that she cooks much these days and not that she used to cook sweets. Having another body in the home just makes him feel… nice. Not so lonely, not that he’s lonely of course- not with mother.

He’s not your guinea pig, but, he is your recipe tester. It’s mutual in fact, when he finds some new way to make dinner you get to do the same.

Through vigorous testing he’s found his favorite pie is Rhubarb but he’s quite split between snickerdoodle and plain old oatmeal cookies. 

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How would Brahms react to an s/o proposing to him? Like one day they leave to get groceries and come back with a ring

A long moment goes by where there isn’t recognition in The Boy’s eyes…But then? Well, then it all hits him. Story books and memories passed down from his parents strike him in the chest as he looks down at you, there on a knee in the middle of the hall before him. You’d gone out for what, a few hours, and come back acting all funny. He supposes he knows why now.He looks over you, hands behind back, is this pretend? Are we playing? He doesn’t voice this but the way he cocks his head says enough. The simple black ring box pops open in your hand as you offer it to him nonetheless. “Brahms, will you Mary me?”“Of course I would.”“Will you?” Oh, no games. He pauses once more at that, eyes a little wider because how grown up, how adult a gesture. His hands fall to his sides and his gaze sits pensively over your now nervous visage. “Yes, I will.”It almost surprises him how quickly you take his hand, popping up and sliding the ring on the appropriate finger. “Do I have to get you a ring then?” Is his only question, it never fails with him.  

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Oh man, could i please get some headcanons for Bubba and Jason celebrating Christmas with their s/o? (I KNOW ITS BARELY DECEMBER BUT I JUST LOVE CHRISTMAS) Thank you in advance!

You’re welcome! Also, I completely understand, Halloween starts in September and Christmas starts the very moment the clock strikes midnight on December 1st!

Bubba

Christmas is observed in the Sawyer household, though it may be nontraditional. Considering the location, the isolation, and the family themselves… gifts get weird. 

Nubbins gives dead animal pieces he’s made “pretty”, Bubba tends to make “clothes”, and if you’re lucky Drayton might give you something that is traditionally considered normal. Like a key chain he stole off some poor girls body.

Bubba is a huge fan of most holidays and that becomes very apparent to you as soon as the first one crops up. He always makes gifts, he always decorates the house (best he can), and he always hopes it will snow because that’s what all the cards and Christmas ads have in them.

Unfortunately, Texas doesn’t get white Christmas’s, but there’s no need to dash his hopes like Drayton always tries to. 

When the day finally comes Bubba is the first one up, I mean, he still believes in Santa after all so he might not even have slept. You get to be second, because he makes sure you are too, he’s just so excited. 

Presents are opened, thanks are… exchanged as well as the Sawyer family does, and you end up wrapped up in Bubba’s arms most of the day because… well it’s kind of cold for a Texan but also, you’re still his favorite thing.

Jason

It’s cold this time of year in New Jersey, freezing in fact, so it’s good one of the cabins is air-tight enough to keep put the worst of the chill. Jason keeps a constant supply of firewood on hand, braving the elements whenever he thought you’d be needing more soon, certainly overdoing it but better safe then sorry!

No one came to the camp this time of year, so it gave him the perfect excuse to be around you 24/7 instead of patrolling- not that he really needed one, but even the undead giant could get shy.

To be honest, he doesn’t know what day it is at any given moment, and certainly didn’t celebrate much of anything (besides his mothers birthday, which he always remembered) before you came around.

If you surprise him with a gift he’s impossibly grateful, first of all. It could be a really interesting stone you found on the lake shore or something from town, it doesn’t matter, you got it for him. He loves it. 

Immediately followed by the panic of having not gotten you anything. He scrambles around the room, then through all the others, and eventually comes back with a… something. It looks like a piece of wood tied in string with a jagged smiley face drawn on it. It’s the best he could do, with or without time, so you’d better like it!

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What about undergrad study buddies reader and Herbert running into each other on the street one day?

There’s no feeling like running into an old friend…You just hadn’t expected it, really, it had been years! Herbert West, probably Dr. Herbert West by now, standing all suit and tie- a little older, but not altogether any different than the last time you’d seen him. He looks up at the inquiry you throw his way, you being the first one to notice as you both stood waiting at the same crosswalk, and immediately perks up from that pennant stare he always wore. He greets you in Swiss German, you’d both studied in Switzerland of course, and you can’t help but grin. What had he been up to? How was he these days? His eyes search yours a moment, for what you aren’t sure, before he answers the second question first. A shrug, a tale of normality with an edge to each word before a long pause. “Nothing, really. Medicine.” He looks to the sign across the street, as though waiting bated for it to change. “How have you been?” Of course you answer, and he lends a small grin. Once he has the conversation on you thought, he lightens up. The tension in his shoulders subsides as you go on about your adventures since school. He turns back to face you. Both of you end up missing the cross walk light as it flickers on, too busy catching up

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what are your nsfw herbert west headcanons 👀

I’m happy to see all the interest in Herbert West! I was sort of worried after seeing the movie that it was too cult-classicy to be popular but tumblr has proven me very wrong! 

In my humble opinion…

He’s a freak, really. Maybe less of one than you’d expect but when you lack reverence for life and death and the line there in it lends you to a certain lack of humility.

You don’t like playing Doctor and horrible abomination to god and man alike? Unfortunate, because he does. Scalpels and stitches and drugs oh my.

Getting to this point with him is quite the challenge. He can be standoffish, single minded, and… rude. But once you have? Once you’ve earned his respect, his adoration? Once you know about his work? It’s free game. He’s not hiding what he wants.

He’s a top, I know this might be controversial considering the absolute himbo that is Dan Cain but it’s the read I got. Maybe not literally, you could bend him over, be in him, but he’s the one controlling the situation. You’d never get him tied down. You’d never get him muzzled. He enjoys his freedom and knows what it’s like to have it taken away too much for that to be anything less than triggering.

The focus he has on his research will lead to months where he’s all but forgotten the rest of the world exists. Luckily, this leads to heated bouts of desk-centric lab coat-on sex when he finally remembers. It’s almost rabid, he bites- he’s turned all that focus in on his partner. Mind the beakers, wouldn’t want a chemical bath or… would you?

When he’s moved his attention onto sex, it’s sharp. He’s a man of science after all, of medicine, and empirical evidence is the name of the game so he has to start testing. He’s taking notes of reactions, sometimes literally, behind your back with his notepad (depending on the position) but it’s all kept in mind. 

All in all it’s either hot or cold with Herbert, but when it’s hot? It’s scalding.

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hi, I'm so, so sorry, all i can come up ideas for is norman, and i hope that all right with you. Can you please do h/cs for sitting in norman bates' lap and for him with a s/o with very long and thick hair. thank you so much and i hope you have a wonderful day.

No need to apologize! I’m just as happy writing one character as many haha, I hope you have a great day too. 

Sitting in Norman’s lap is like…

Well, it depends on what got you there really. If he pulled you in it’s probably innocent enough, he likes this kind of intimacy, it and every other type were denied to him by his mother growing up and then by virtue of isolation and illness later on. 

When it’s like that the most he’d do is kiss you and even that is chased, like someone might catch the two of you, like he has to hide the way he feels. No matter what an air lingers around like he’s living up to someone’s idea of modestly.

If you got in his lap on your own volition though that changes the reception. He’s all eyes on you, quietly nervous, looking for the body language he only really half understands. What are we doing? Are you sure? He’ll let it get more heated, he really will, but every second there’s a chance he might decide this is a bad idea. It’s very much like earning a birds trust, slow to progress but ultimately worth it if that is your goal.

As well there’s always the danger of the other personality shifting in at the very idea of intimacy, of letting Norman experience what people deserved to experience, but if you always concerned yourself with that possibility you’d never get anywhere with him. 

If you have long, thick hair… 

When you met he thought it was lovely, one of the first things he commented on in fact. How long have you grown it out? How do you take care of it? He’s rarely had his hair touch the back of his neck so it’s all new to him.

When you’re closer he asks if he can touch it. That turns into a routine of running his hand through it or brushing it whenever he has the chance, it’s kind of calming for him, just repeating a motion. 

That being said when he catches a snag he always over-apologizes. Did that hurt? I’m sorry! I’ll try to be more careful. He never stops because of it though, not unless you ask, so you get the feeling that he might actually enjoy the little squeaks that come from you when he pulls you hair too hard. It’s not like he’s equipped to talk about something like that, though, so it likely remains unspoken.

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How would the slashers react if their s/o tried to kiss them but failed because they are too short to reach their face

Wholesome ask! Since I write quite a lot of characters I’ll do this one for Michael, Freddy, Jason, Bubba, Billy Loomis and Stu Macher. If you’d like anyone else feel free to send another ask!

Michael

Truly, it’s in his nature not to respond to these things. What does it matter to The Shape if the mouse in it’s paws squirms a little?

However the humor of the situation, or whatever he considers as much, isn’t lost on him. He watches you and cocks his head, it’s more of a response than he’s been known to give, but he doesn’t lean down.

It’s more fun like this, you struggling, him watching. Traditional at this point really. 

Freddy

You’re in a dream and you can’t make yourself taller, really? It’s a world of infinite change in here sweetheart! He takes the chance to be snarky, first, but soon enough he’s wrapped you all up in his arms and dipped you low.

You won’t be getting away easy, I mean you wanted to kiss right? It’s french now, like it or not. He takes every opportunity for intimacy he can get, incorporeal dream demon and all, you’re lucky you vexed him in the first place! 

Jason

He is, as always, dumbfounded for a second. What are you doing? What do you want? The moment it clicks though he leans down and lets you peck his mask of course, he was no stranger to affection back when he breathed, and he always adores every second of it you offer him. 

If you go to remove the mask he might jump a bit, shake his head. He thinks he’s much too icky under there! You really wouldn’t like it! It would take a lot of coercing and assurance before you could get there with him.

Bubba

No hesitation, he’s stopped whatever he’s doing and attentions on you. Cooking and a pots going to boil over? Middle of a breakdown? Doesn’t matter. He leans down for you, hands on your sides, returning the gesture firm but soft. It’s actually a great way to calm him down when he’s panicking.

Every time you show him even a half second of attention he loses his mind, it’s reassurance that yes you want him and yes you love him and that just lights his hopeless little heart aflame.  

He thinks its adorable, honestly. Most people are short to him but watching you lean up like that just… wow. Never fails to make him grin like a chicken in a grain mill.

Billy Loomis

Isn’t that cute. He watches you, hands on his hips, while you struggle to meet his unforgiving smirk. Of course for Billy there’s some kind of power in it, some kind of disposition between big bad killer and the one they spared, but ultimately he caves and leans in to meet you. 

He’s not quiet about how it makes him feel. That was just adorable, you’re so short, do it again.

Stu Macher

He doesn’t really think about how you’ll react to being picked up, but he doesn’t really think about anything before he does it, does he? You’re being risen to meet him and that’s just how it is now. 

Not once in his life has he been able to kiss someone at his height, he’s 6 foot 4 after all, so really he’s been prepared for this situation. Prepared meaning he’s just going to do what he’s done since puberty, which is completely lift you off your feet. Maybe hold you bridal style and dip you if he’s feeling frisky. 

Despite the familiarity he still loves it, Stu’s a very touchy-feely guy so the more the better. 

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Herbert West with a quiet and watchful s/o, always making sure he doesn't hurt himself?

Thanks for the request! At first...He doesn’t like it, not at all. He thinks himself smart enough not to get himself killed but hubris and Herbert always went hand in hand. He tells you over beakers and notebooks not to worry for him when he realizes what exactly you’ve been doing from your vigilant perch in whatever room he’s decided is his lab. This attitude changes the first time you save his life. It’s another animal, and in his constant state of assuredness he didn’t think to tie it down- but you insisted. He scoffed and injected it, telling you not for the first nor last time that this one would work perfectly. It didn’t, the creature was rabid, and Herbert looked to you as he jumped back from it’s screeching form. Vulnerability was a funny word for the man, but you could swear you saw it on him honest and plain. He didn’t say it but that was the moment he knew he loved you.