I thought the toxic yandere boyfriend James Lincoln Fields aka The Rain Ripper (they actually made a slasher obsessed with water lmao) from open 24 hours horror movie was hella hot. I'm surprised one here has mentioned him yet.
Note: I like villains who are obsessed with one not-necessarily-harmful thing lol. Then writing them to be even grosser and creepier about it. Contains stalking, noncon, etc.
The Rain Ripper being obsessed with you would include…
Watching you shower, duh. Why hadn’t he thought to include waterproof cameras in his first round of murders? Oh well, he’d rather have fap footage of you scrubbing or even shaving yourself.
Admitting that if you hadn’t been one of Mary’s acquaintances you could’ve easily been another victim yourself. Personally, you think being stalked makes you pretty victimized.
James being convinced that because you’re into slasher movies and aren’t getting the authorities involved—you tried, they’re convinced he’s dead—then you must enjoy watching him kill.
Offering to have an equal number of male and female victims, of just male victims, if you want. :)
Jokingly referring to condoms as “raincoats.”
If you’re still outwardly reluctant to be penetrated and/or make fun of his water fixation, James will grab your tits and say he’ll just become obsessed with milk instead. At least he’s offering you the choice of protected sex.
Avoiding the mistakes he made with Mary, like with the aforementioned letting you have some say in the victims. He avoids tying you up and doesn’t brutalize you other than spanking. And he will say, “Sorry for hitting you. Are you okay?” afterwards at least.
Once it’s established you’re his “partner,” he’ll insist on having movie date nights at least once a week. The Ripper doesn’t need to remind you to stay away from other guys, but he’ll gladly use slashers as foreplay and inspiration.
“It’s okay if you’re not into wet deaths,” he says, nuzzling up to you, knuckle deep in your slit, making you experience a little wet death of your own.
But, after a while, still trying to get you into aquaphilia. He sneaks up behind you when you’re in front of the kitchen and at that point you’re just done, so you spray him with the hose.
“Aw, couple’s hydrotherapy,” he croons.
Later, looking up hydrotherapy on Wikipedia and James creeping up behind you again. He says he was doing word play. But then he points to one of the bullet points and asks if you still have that hose handy. :(
