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[slasher-fxcker]

Slashers seeing their future S/O for the first time

Part 2

Including: Billy Lenz, Brahms Heelshire, Jesse Cromeans, Michael Myers & Thomas Hewitt

Warnings: Swearing, (Brief mention) Attempted Sexual Assault, Violence, Mention of Voyeurism, Mentions of death, slashers being slashers. This page is 18+ Minors do not interact.

A/N: AAAND here is part 2! Hope you guys enjoy this first piece. Believe me there are many more to come. Feel free to send requests through!

Billy Lenz:

· Billy was excited about the new tenant in the house, it had been a while since he had any fun. He had been waiting for you to move in since he heard about it. He listened to you all day, moving your stuff around, there were other people too, movers he assumed. All day he listened to your voice and couldn’t wait until he could hear it on the other end of the phone.

· He had spent the day thinking of all the dirty things he wanted to tell you, all the ways he wanted you to scream for him. Of course, he had worked himself up, he waited until not long after midnight and decided to venture into the house. Poking around silently in your things while you slept. It wasn’t until he snuck into the living room did he realise that you were laying on the lounge. He froze not sure if you were asleep or not, luckily for him you were. He crept closer, watching your face. “Pretty, so pretty,” he mumbled to himself over and over again, along with a few other profanities.

· You moved slightly at the sound of his voice, repositioning yourself when he noticed your top slip open slightly revealing some of the bra you wore underneath. Billy could barely contain his ramblings at this, his mumbling getting louder as he pawed himself through his pants. You stirred again and he raced back to the attic as quietly as he could to finish what he had started downstairs. Yes, Billy was definitely excited about his new tenant.

Brahms Heelshire:

· Brahms had to admit, he was hesitant about getting a ‘nanny’. He didn’t trust people and he didn’t want to be left alone. He knew you would be there soon and he couldn’t pretend he wasn’t slightly excited. The knock at the door had him rushing through the walls to one of his hiding spots closest to the entrance. As the door opened he was surprised to say the least, you were younger than he imagined and way hotter. He would be lying if he said he didn’t imagine how he would be able to watch you during your stay, see you in bed, in the bath, some might find it shameful but Brahms was getting excited just thinking about it.

· After listening to you speak to his parents he had decided you would fit nicely into his routine. They had introduced you to the doll and he was surprised to see how at ease you seemed interacting with it. You didn’t stare at them like they were crazy, you were kind and acknowledged the doll as if it was Brahms himself. It made him feel seen, as silly as that sounds.

· Brahms had to admit, he wasn’t sure about getting a nanny at first, but seeing you speaking to the doll and imagining all the ways he was going to keep you on your toes sparked something in him. He found himself more excited than he had been in a long time.

Jesse Cromeans:

· Jesse wasn’t exactly excited to meet his new assistant, his last one had been the definition of incompetent. Jesse was a busy man, he didn’t need to be held up by another useless member of staff, he already had enough of those. The knocking on his door broke him out of his train of thought, “Sorry to interrupt sir,” he didn’t turn around or acknowledge there was a presence in his office, “I just wanted to introduce your new assistant Y/N,” he took his time before turning the chair around and what he saw definitely surprised him.

· He didn’t know what he had been expecting, but it hadn’t been you. You seemed so soft and small, innocent in a way, he noticed the way you looked away when he had been staring too long. Jesse stood abruptly, which he noticed seemed to startle you as your eyes met his once again. You didn’t miss the small tilt of his head as his eyes scanned you before holding out his hand towards you.

· He took in your meek demeanour as you approached him and took his hand in your own, you didn’t seem afraid but definitely hesitant, which he could understand. He also noticed the moment you seemed to realise you hadn’t spoken yet, you had stopped shaking hands but neither of you had let go as you looked up at him and spoke, “It’s a pleasure to meet you sir,” Jesse didn’t miss the stir inside him when you called him that, looking up at him with your bright innocent eyes, “I’m incredibly excited for the opportunity to work for you.” Oh yes, Jesse was a busy man but he was sure he would be finding time to make sure you enjoyed your new position.

Michael Myers:

· Michael was bored. He had that itch that snuck upon him some nights, as he roamed the streets looking for his next kill. It had been almost a week since his last and the buzz hadn’t lasted very long. He had followed a pair of men into a park, they were loud and definitely had been drinking. Drunks make for an easy target, he stayed far enough back that he couldn’t see them but could still hear them so he knew he was on the right path.

· “Well what do we have here,” Michael stopped when he heard one of the men speak, “Shouldn’t be out here alone,” the other man said. “Just leave me alone,” he heard a third voice, a softer voice. Michael moved forward to be able to see what was happening. He stood by a corner just in time to see one of the men grab your arm as you tried to push past them, “Slow down honey, we can take you home if you want.” You pushed him and told them to leave you alone again. The man backhanded you, knocking you down to the ground and the other one crouched down to hold you down.

· Michael wasn’t sure why but something about you made him falter, you seemed so small yet watching you try to fight these men off like you had a chance made him feel something. He wasn’t sure what it was, he wasn’t used to feeling anything but something told him to stop the men. Before you could even scream you heard the man that was still standing groan out in pain and looked up to see a large knife sticking through his chest. “What the fuck,” the other man yelled lunging at Michael, he took care of him quickly. Once both bodies were on the ground he stood there looming over you, he wasn’t sure whether he was going to kill you yet. If it was anyone else they would already be dead, but something about you made him hesitate. You looked up at him and neither of you dared to be the first to move, you broke the silence, “You… you saved me.” Michael just tilted his head, he wasn’t sure what to do with that information. He needed to think, he needed to get away from here. How had a regular night of killing turned into this? Yes, Michael had been bored, but you seemed like someone who would change that.

Thomas Hewitt:

· The heat was especially unkind to Thomas today, he had been called down to help Luda at the service stop. Of course, he never minded helping his mama but the heat in the shop was stifling. He was grabbing some of the last boxes from the store room when he heard the bell on the front door chime. “Oh, look at you dear, my goodness you're all grown up.” Thomas relaxed when he realised his mama knew who was in the store, he had figured it was the new family that had moved in. Luda had told him about an old friend of hers who had moved back with her daughter. She seemed especially excited when she spoke about introducing him to you.

· “Evening Miss Luda, mama wanted me to bring you these.” You say handing over the basket, “Oh goodness, its been years since I’ve had one of your mamas pies.” she checked the contents before replacing the lid, turning back to you she remembered you hadn’t met her son yet. “Tommy, come out here, I’ve got someone I want you to meet.” Thomas hesitated before letting out a gruff sigh and walking back into the store. He walked towards you both but kept his eyes to the ground, he didn’t need to see the look of horror on your face when you found out Luda had a monster for a son.

· “This is my boy Thomas,” Luda introduced him, Thomas was expecting you to hide away from him or brush off the introduction all together, but instead he heard your timid voice as you held out your hand, “It’s nice to finally meet you Thomas, I’m sure you’ve heard as much about me as I have you.” He finally looked up then to find the most beautiful pair of eyes he had seen staring straight up at him expectantly, no fear in sight. He seemed taken aback, not expecting you to be so pretty and certainly not expecting you to be so kind. Before he could think any longer he noticed the slight blush across your cheeks and realised you still had your hand out.

· He hesitantly reached out, not sure if he was more afraid of spooking you or himself. Thomas gently took your hand in his before giving it a soft shake. You didn’t know how someone as large and strong looking as him could have such a soft touch. You were both still holding the others hand and staring at each other when Luda broke you out of your trance. “Well now that you’ve finally met, why don’t you and your mama join us for dinner?” Luda suggested. You and Thomas finally broke your gaze and you quickly composed yourself agreeing. You turned back to Thomas, “Well it was lovely meeting you Thomas, I guess I’ll see you tonight.” You smiled at him before turning back towards the door. He felt the blush on his face warming up and realised the Texas heat wasn’t the only thing that’s making him sweat.

[kisana-yautja]

You're Mine

Warning: Possessive Slashers, Implied Violence, Obsess characters

Feat: Jesse Cromeans, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Asa Emory, and Bo Sinclair

Jesse Cromeans

Jesse sat parked across the street in his black luxury car. He had been watching you for weeks and you were already the most precious thing in his world even if you did not know it yet. When he saw you sitting at a cafe table laughing while another man leaned in too closely his posture went stiff behind his polished chrome mask. His gloved fingers tapped slowly and firmly on the steering wheel as a silent warning to himself and the stranger.

He adjusted his tailored suit and took off his mask and stepped out of the vehicle looking calm, tall, and impossible to ignore. The moment the other man tried to place his hand over yours Jesse walked straight to the table ignoring every other person in the room. He pulled out a chair right beside you and set an expensive silver necklace down between you.

He did not say a single word. He simply tilted his head slightly, fixed his gaze on the stranger, and waited. His presence alone felt heavy and commanding enough to make the air feel colder. The man turned pale, fumbled for an excuse, and hurried away without looking back.

Jesse turned his full attention to you. He slid the necklace closer with careful fingers and brushed his hand lightly against yours. Every move showed he claimed you gently but completely. He did not need speech to tell you that you belonged only to him.

Jason Voorhees

Jason stood hidden behind the thick trees near Crystal Lake holding a freshly picked bouquet of wild flowers. He felt that warm soft feeling in his chest whenever he saw you but today that feeling turned to confusion and quiet irritation. There you were walking along the shore while a stranger walked too close and tried to put his arm around your shoulders. A low rumble vibrated deep in his chest as he decided this person did not belong near what he already guarded as his own.

He did not want to frighten you so he started making loud noises instead. He snapped heavy branches and knocked over a large fallen log making a loud crash echo across the water. The stranger jumped and looked around nervously. Jason stepped out from behind the trees tall, broad, and imposing with his hockey mask glinting in the sunlight.

The man screamed and stumbled backward before running so fast he nearly tripped into the lake. Jason did not chase him. He turned slowly toward you and tilted his head like a worried giant puppy. He held out the flowers with his large hands being extra careful not to crush the stems.

He stood perfectly still waiting for you to take them. When you smiled and accepted his gift his whole posture relaxed. He patted his own chest firmly then pointed directly at you, making it clear without sound that only he would keep you safe and no one else was allowed near.

Michael Myers

Michael stood motionless across the street watching you with unblinking focus. He had followed you many times already and you were different from everyone else. You did not feel like a target but something he felt driven to protect and possess. When he saw you walking and talking with another man his shoulders tensed slightly and his head tilted in silent judgment.

When the stranger opened a car door for you Michael decided he had seen enough. He began walking across the road slow, steady, and completely unbothered by anything around him. The other man noticed him and stepped forward trying to look confident.

Michael did not react to the man’s words. He just stared past him directly into your eyes through the holes in his mask. He took one more slow step forward and the air suddenly felt heavy and tense. The man’s courage vanished instantly. He backed away slowly until he reached his car then jumped inside and drove off with tires screeching loudly.

Michael raised one large hand and pointed firmly at himself. Then he placed that same hand gently but firmly over your chest right above your heart. He held it there for a moment as if sealing a promise. He needed no voice to tell you that you were his now and forever and no one else would ever come that close again.

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas stood near the edge of the Hewitt property wiping grease from his hands while he watched you walk along the road. When he saw a stranger walking beside you and offering to carry your bag his jaw tightened visibly under his leather mask. He did not trust outsiders and he certainly did not trust this man acting as if he had any right to help you or stand beside you.

He gripped the handle of his chainsaw and pulled the starter cord. The loud roar echoed across the fields making birds fly from the trees in a rush. Thomas stepped forward holding the running tool low to show strength without being aggressive. He shook his head once sharp and clear as a warning for the man to leave.

The stranger dropped your bag immediately and turned white with fear. He yelled something about crazy locals before turning and running as fast as his legs could carry him. Thomas shut off the chainsaw right away and set it aside quickly so it would not scare you further.

He looked at you with wide, soft eyes showing he hoped he had not upset you. He bent down picked up your bag carefully brushed off every speck of dirt and held it out to you with both hands. He tapped his own chest then gestured toward you repeatedly making it obvious without words that he would carry anything you owned, walk beside you always, and protect you far better than any stranger ever could.

Asa Emory / The Collector

Asa watched from the rooftop nearby holding his binoculars and wearing a faint amused smile. He had spent weeks planning how to bring you into his life since you were the only thing interesting enough to keep forever. When he saw you sitting on a park bench listening to another man try to impress you he did not feel angry he just felt sorry for the fool.

He decided to handle it in his usual clever way. Within minutes the man found his shoelaces mysteriously tied together and his phone suddenly died. A low hanging branch just happened to lean down and tap him right on the head making him look foolish and confused. He quickly made an excuse and walked away feeling embarrassed.

Asa walked down to the path and appeared beside you smoothly, just enough to show his charming confident face and held out a small beautiful keychain shaped like a little house.

“That man only saw a few minutes with you.”

“I see forever. He cannot offer you security or a proper place to belong but I can.”

You looked at the keychain and asked what it opened. He smiled wider and tilted his head.

“It opens the door to your new life with me.”

“You are meant to be kept safe and cherished and that is exactly what I will do.”

Bo Sinclair

Bo leaned against the hood of his truck near the gas station in Ambrose keeping a close eye on you. He had wanted you from the first moment you arrived in town and seeing you standing near the museum while another man talked to you made his blood boil instantly. He wiped his hands on his jeans and marched over with his signature cocky grin already forming.

He stepped right between you and the stranger and rested his arm heavy and possessive across your shoulders like he had every right to do so.

“Evening there.”

“You must be lost. This person here is under my care and no one hangs around them without my say so.”

The other man frowned and crossed his arms.

“We were having a conversation.”

Bo leaned in closer his smile turning darker and more threatening.

“Conversations are fine but acting like you have a chance with them is not.”

“And trust me friend you do not want to find out how unwelcome strangers can become in this town.”

The man looked into Bo’s eyes and saw no bluff. He quickly mumbled an apology and rushed back to his car driving away much faster than he had arrived.

Bo turned back to you his expression softening just a little but keeping his arm firmly in place.

“Sorry about that sugar. Just makin' sure everyone knows you are taken. No one will ever treat you better or keep you safer than I will. You belong right here with me.”

[fernweh-writes]

Slashes react to their s/o having a scary ass dog who is just a cuddle bug

I feel like as someone that owns a big scary doberman who’s actually a big wuss I have the credentials to write this one. Except mine is an asshole at times and very protective over me. Just reactive dog tingz.

Also I’m so sorry I went MIA and I am just now writing this but enjoy!

- Fern 🌿

Slashers x S/O with a Scary Dog

Michael Myers

He does not like dogs or any animal really.

However, he puts up with your dog for the sake of staying in your good graces. For him, as long as the dog doesn’t bother him, he won’t bother the dog.

The two take on a mutual respect of leaving each other alone. Unfortunately, they do share one common interest, which is you!

Your dog would crawl inside of your skin if they could. They follow you around, lay halfway in your lap, and yearn for your undivided and constant attention.

Michael also follows you around and wishes he could crawl inside of your skin.

Any attention you give to Michael, your dog gets jealous of and vice versa.

You have learned it’s a delicate balance and you have to equally divide your attention to keep the peace.

Bo Sinclair

Bo doesn’t necessarily mind dogs. After all, he tolerates his brother’s dog Jonesy and eventually learned to love her. He’s the same way with your dog.

However, he was a lot more hesitant with your dog. Sure, Jonesy is a pitty mix and some might think her scary but your dog is huge and looks like he would just be down right mean.

He didn’t expect your dog to be so clingy either. The thing follows you around like you created the moon and stars, watches your every move. Your pup is your giant furry shadow. He never sees you without it loyally on your heels.

Bo also didn’t expect to have to share his personal space with your dog. He’s very physically affectionate and likes to snuggle up and have you close. Little did he know, Cujo also likes to snuggle and will stubbornly plant himself between the two of your like a permanent chaperone saving room for Jesus.

The two learn to love each other, but Bo does get annoyed when his time with you has to be shared with your guard dog.

Vincent Sinclair

Vinny has his own loyal guard dog and doesn’t mind your dog. He actually likes having your big scary dog around as it makes him less worried to leave you. Someone is much less likely to try something with your scary looking dog in tow.

Loves animals and is fine cozying up with you and your dog. Jonesy will manage to weasel her way in too. The only downside is the cuddle pile will get very warm very quickly. The dogs are basically little heaters and it’s already warm in the candlelit basement.

He also likes having your guard dog around. It means if he ever has to leave you, at least you still have someone to protect you.

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas isn’t sure about you having a dog at first. After all that means yet another mouth to feed. Luda might get mad if the thing tracks muddy paw prints in the house. Despite all this he doesn’t really mind the dog, but doesn’t necessarily love him either.

Thomas is busy and has a lot of chores and tasks to get done on a day to day bases. He often feels guilty leaving you alone for the majority of the day.

That is until he sees how your dog is your best friend. The mutt is your loyal shadow. You converse with it, taking its confused looks as insightful information.

When work carries over into the hours of the night he will often find the dog cozied up with you in bed. You sleep soundly as Thomas evicts the dog from his spot and takes over.

Cujo also has one heck of a growl and has snapped at his uncles on more than one occasion. Earning the mutt points as far as Thomas is concerned.

He will sneak it scraps of food under the table.

Brahms Heelshire

This man is NOT a fan of dogs. 100% a cat person actually. He’s very against having a dog. They’re big and loud and dirty.

That is at least until your dog takes a liking to him. Something that thinks its sole purpose is to loyally follow him around? Sign him up!

Every time the man comes to deliver groceries, your dog is at the door barking and growling. He seems downright ferocious. You often hold him by the collar while all the groceries are dropped off in fear he will linger at the poor fellow.

Finds he actually quite enjoys snuggling up with Fido. That is until Fido tries to steal your attention away from him. Then he gets very jealous.

Billy Loomis

Billy comes from a dysfunctional family. One that would never let him get a dog no matter how much he begged and pleaded when he was younger and eventually gave up.

When you come along with your big ass dog he is very hesitant about how he feels. The dog will often growl at Billy anytime he tries to get to close to you.

It isn’t until he pet sits for awhile and you’re not around for the dog to protect do the two really bond. He rather enjoys playing fetch and taking the thing for a walk.

He doesn’t fail to notice how people will pick up their small dogs or simply cross to the other side of the street when they see your dog. It makes Billy finally see the appeal.

Stu Macher

He has a golden retriever personality and the two instantly become best buds. They come up with an easy dynamic of suffocating you in between them in order to share you.

He would be the one to steal your dog from you. He likes to take the dog everywhere and he thinks that your dog is just so cool. Maybe he wanted a dog growing up and his parents always told him no cause they’re dirty.

Likes to get the dog riled up even after you tell him not to. He can’t help it, the two were just having fun. Stu will even blame the dog and say that he started it.

Stu likes to teach your dog tricks. His favorite one to make your dog do is “speak”. Stu will get your dog all riled up and tell him to speak whenever someone he doesn’t like is around.

Asa Emory / The Collector

Asa owns attack dogs, so in his mind your big mutt is far from intimidating. Sure he might be big and have the bark to go with it, but he isn’t trained to eat people the way Asa’s dogs are.

Asa isn’t a fan of having dogs as just a house pet, in his mind they need to serve some sort of purpose. Why keep something useless around to freeload off of you.

Takes to teaching your dog how to be a protection dog. After all, he can’t leave his most precious possession behind without any security to guard it.

After just a few months around Asa your dog will be trained to bite on command and alert when anyone suspicious is around your home.

Since you’re so taken with the mutt he is somewhat kind to it. He can be found sneaking it scraps under the table every now and then for a job well done. After all, he does worry about you a little less with your dog around.

Jesse Cromeans/Chromeskull

This man would absolutely adore your big scary dog. After all, he’s drawn to anything that looks tough and mean.

Your big scary dog would fit right into his aesthetic and while he may be a sadistic psycho he does have a soft spot for dogs. Especially yours.

Another one of the slashers that would steal your dog. He would feed it expensive treats until it follows him around rather than you.

Your dog makes him want to get his own that he can train to be an attack dog. Then he could set it on any of his employees that decide to irritate him.

[msstitty]

How they show their love

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Michael Myers:

Oh he stares you down 

No affectionate little gestures just the heat of his gaze as he watches you

He’s not even shy about it, this motherfucker stands so close to stare

He’ll stand behind you on the couch, while you're in the shower? Oh he’ll be there 

Chromeskull:

Giftgiver

Loves handing you lingerie just to see you blush bright red and leave the room quickly, he’ll see you in that tonight

Will just hand you stacks of cash with a tilt of his head before he grips your waist and presses a small masked kiss onto his temple

Bubba sawyer:

affectionate gestures/gift giver 

He’ll hand you little jewellery made out of the bones of victims

Hand on your lower back

Kisses to the temple through his mask

Isn’t he just the sweetest?

Art the clown:

Oh this motherfucker, heads fucking severed heads on your bed

The amount of times you’ll have to tell him to stop handing you severed body parts or organs

That fucking horn in your face while your doing something, hands slapping your ass as you yelp and he just stands there with a silent laugh as he slaps his knee before skipping off.

But touch, touch is his favourite thing to show his affection for you otherwise look out for hearts in your house.

Fucking cat

[harry-wardens-husband]

∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°– Slasher X Slasher Reader HCs!! –∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°

Sorry if these aren't good, I'm still a bit lethargic from my flu (⁠´⁠･⁠◡⁠･)

Harry Warden

– he doesnt understand why you're a slasher, unless it is trauma and revenge related

– he doesnt agree with murder but its fine for him to do it as hes "getting revenge"

– he wouldnt say nor suggest anything against your line of work, and he keeps his opinions to himself and its suggested you do the same

– Harry wouldnt want you to work alongside him, and he doesn't want you to see the state he gets into every Valentines so he'd try keep you in the house

– hed maybe admire your talents from afar, but you won't hear him utter any praise

Pyramidhead

– definitely doesnt mind that youre a slasher and depending on how difficult, he would probably incorporate your "ideas" with some of his for his next victims

– if a victim is strong or is lashing out, Pyramidhead will put a hand in front of you and move you out of the way before attacking

– he'll kinda let you do your own thing, but will step in for "the thrill of the kill"

– he doesn't care when he gets scarred and mauled from his brutal job, but would get visibly angry if he saw you hurt.

– would want you to stay at home until the scabs and scars are fully healed. And he will know if you've snuck out. the consequences? well... thats up to pyramidhead (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

Chromeskull

– without a doubt, you're his sidekick

– even if you were a slasher before, when Chromeskull finds out, he's subtly impressed and will have you work alongside him. no ifs. no ands. no buts.

– hes a bit bossy to you, and dislikes if you get hurt and will immediately try get you out of the way of harm

– Chromeskull analyzes your works and when you do something particularly talented, he'll gently pat your shoulder or, in a rare instance, kiss your cheek

Asa Emory

(this is written where you both know of eachother being slashers!)

– hes the most surprised out of all the slashers when he finds out youre a slasher too. he bombards you with questions. Why... What caused it... Who you usually target and why...

– he keeps his private life and murderer life separate, but you're always more than welcome to discuss about it with him and he'll give you tips and tricks

– if youre any good with traps, he will have you show him some of yours and will admire your craftsmanship and show off his own traps

– if you struggle to make traps, dont worry!! Asa will take care of that for you (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

– he occasionally worries you might perceive him in a negative light because of his more sinister actions, but tries to push that thought away. after all, you're both slashers, surely you're no hypocrite, right?

Thomas Hewitt

– Thomas is ashamed of who he is. he knows it isnt right, but he knows he has gone too far and cant stop now.

– he's not sure how you even are a slasher or can give yourself that title. hes not critical of you, just genuinely curious

– he would help you hide the corpses, without hesitation

– he would also carry anything too heavy for you to carry

– if youre gone for a while, he will go out to find you. he has definitely interrupted you before, but doesnt do it on purpose. he just misses you (⁠;╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

[bunn1-g1rl]

I liked the scene in Laid to rest with Princess Gemstone in the car with Jesse a little too much. Like a lot .

It awakened something in me...

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[kitsudolly]

Me at 3am reading slasher fanfiction