#slasher iii

[leonsleftbicep]

oh shit thats.. thats slasher III

(stolen from MetalMuseMedia on twitter)

[intake-of-breath]

Dark Desires and Tainted Bliss, Chapter 1

Pairings: Slasher!III x (fem)Reader

Chapter Rating: E (explicit sexual content, language)

Trigger Warnings: consensual non-consent, rape/non-con elements, mild degradation/sub-dom elements

Excerpt:

Perhaps the intensity of your gaze caught his eye, because he walked straight to you as though he were a fish you were reeling in. You watched him move effortlessly through the mass of people, his long, narrow body finding a path easily. It was like he was drawn to you, and you to him. He was beautiful like a snake was beautiful; long and sinewy, with a piercing gaze that rooted you to the spot. He wore a black and gold skull-like mask that obscured everything but his eyes, but you could tell as he approached that he was smiling. Was it a playful smile, you wondered? Or the smile of a predator that had just found his prey? Were you the fish on the hook, or was he?

Author Note: A little Halloween offering of Slasher!III that's been sitting in my drafts since LAST Halloween. 🔪 🩸Please note this is a bit darker than my typical writing, so take care if you're someone who is sensitive to sexual violence in fiction. Heed the tags for more specifics.

I will add that this story is more of a dark romance than a dead dove fic, however! More will be explained with time as additional chapters are added.

Read on Ao3!

[lifemod17]

POV you're running for your life and Slasher iii is the last thing you see

📸: Adamross

[velvet-paradox]

*preview* Accounted For

The chime above the door to Jerry's Butchershop reached his ears in the back kitchen, slabs of meat, gristle and gore lined the metal tables where he worked. Hacking a cleaver into the shoulder of what was once swine. The colder room reeked of innards and iron, a cloud of soft candy flavored vape hung to his shirt. iii tuned his ears into ii yapping up front to a customer, the shorter man had a kinder tone of voice, not bassy but he'd worked at Jerry's and knew ii even longer to know what that man up front was saying.

iii brought his cleaver down once more, moving the meat to their respected spots. Picnic roast over there on the full sheet pan, next to the shanks and hock on another tray. Shallower pans held the intestines and different cuts of rib racks.

Funny thing is, iii liked that the innards looked the same, made him humble in the fact that he too and everyone around him on two legs, every human was just as dispatchable. We were a sacks of meat and bones, just depended on who was doing the harvesting was the big take away.

"Oi, lanky boy!" ii popped his head into the room, moving aside the lighter plastic than the walk-in. " 'ave ya' got any Ox tails back there? new girl has a recipe to try." He said with a shrug.

Ah yes, the new girl.

You were easy on the eyes, just new to town, coming in for a job from the city out to the ends of the town of Arcadia. iii and ii had noticed you right away, pretty thing in an even prettier outfit, you stood out. Out here in Arcadia, people wore overalls, Carhart jackets and big boots. A lot of beige and plaid, a workers town if you will. Decent folks, friendly and easy going.

Cornfed as some would refer.

The smell of sweet grass hung in the air pleasantly, hovering above the town like a halo.

You had stopped them from their walk after lunch one afternoon, asking if they could point you in the direction of Espera Spice & Tea shop. Bright and bubbly, clean and fresh, you smelled like a dream and iii couldn't help but follow your scent before ii had told the directions.

Or six in this case.

Every time he saw you, walking around, chatting with who he had assumed were your coworkers on park benches, on patios of the small town restaurants. Filling up at the pump, enjoying ice cream sunday's. Sometimes after a kill he'd wonder what you would think. Which only lead him down a more sinister path of thinking. Or lack thereof and over the course of this last year, his emotions had gotten him in some pretty hot water. He's never been caught, never even questioned but a certain Detective in Arcadia was keeping a close eye on the man.

Said man was sitting on the trunk of his car in an alley way, swaying his feet, checking his watch.

You should have been home by now… this was out of your normal routine and since iii had taken it upon himself to watch you like a hawk, to protect you, to prevent any foul play; he'd gotten a hold of your address and for the last six weeks, unbeknownst to you, has waited each and every night for your apartment light to signal your safety.

tagging: @canned-flowers @dewnotdrop @gsr-immortality @zeynker @half-ancient @uwusoftgayuwu @sleepy-cactus @shanjedi

Always within ten minutes but this was getting excessive of fifteen, edging closer to twenty as he looked at his watch again. He was thisclose to getting a tracker to follow your location, popping the locater under your tire well where you'd be the none the wiser, you were already a hundred miles overdue for an oil change. If iii could do it for you while you slept upstairs he would, but your cars' alarm system was touchy. He found that out the hard way.

[shaottzang]

for god's sake this is how my best nightmares look like.

[polteergeistt]

Slasher iii this slasher iii that you think I can't seize the mf and take him home ??? Mf i'm gonna grab the silly cunty gay man and bring him in my silly cunty gay cave and do silly cunty gay things to him (making feel like a person for the first time in so long and let him rest on my comfy thighs and showing him the simple beauties of nature and putting him to bed to forget about the world without expecting sexual favours from him)

[shrodingers-twat]

Okay, so we have Slasher iii, Stalker iv, but what about Vessel and ii?

ii strikes me as a total yandere. You cannot change my mind. But Vessel... unhinged to what degree?

[lee-by-thy-side]

Split my skin, no

Just make me bleed

Just a small WIP for Slasher! III that I may or may not finish lol