If you could, could you do the Sinclair brothers headcancons with a fem reader that is the complete opposite of them? Like opposite style, personality, hobbies, etc. Take your time and no rush!!
I tried to make these opposites as accurate as I could. I wasn't too sure on the styles but I hope I got them down properly! Sorry if my writings lazy, I was tired. 😔
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《 Sinclair Brothers with an Complete Opposite Reader 》
Bo Sinclair |
Style Opposites:
☆ You had an alternative style compared to Bo, as he was more country. Whether that would be goth, punk, riot grrl, grunge, scene, metalhead, emo, ect. (Ik most of these are music based and politic based, you are this way politically and you listen to the music.) You felt comfortable and that’s all that mattered to him.
☆ Bo never really minded anyway. I mean, some of the music he listens to; My Chemical Romance, Deftones, Marylin Manson, proves that he's more on the alternative side, at least. He just doesn't express it in the way he dresses.
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Personality Opposites :
☆ You were more of a tentative person, very hesitant about things. Especially talking with Bo. You weren’t ever confident in what to say or do unless strictly instructed or told. It was even worse when Bo would flirt, or give you compliments. You always failed to flirt back, it was a mess. Stumbling over words, stuttering, saying inaudible words, mumbling, and then you'd just shut your mouth—feeling embarrassed. Or when he'd give you a compliment, it was a similar situation where you'd try to return it and say something random like,
"I like uh...your skin?" Or other things like that. It left both of you confused, moving on or just ending the conversation.
☆ Although you didn't have the charisma Bo had, he was still attracted to you. He honestly found it attractive when you would stumble over your words. You attempting to flirt or make a comback from a compliment, why, it made him go head over heels for you. He acted like he wasn't, but he was. Putting on that annoyed persona he had that might never break.
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Hobbie Opposites :
☆ You weren't much of a hands on person. You prefered to have a hobby that didn’t require a bunch of moving, so when you had free time, you enjoyed art. (Painting, drawing, crafting, ect.) Now you were very talented in your art and had great ideas. That being said, Bo would get somewhat jealous. He was never an artistic man himself. He felt envy for you, as well as Vincent. Mostly due to his past. But when you would work with Vincent on a project or help him with the sculptures, it pissed him off. You and Bo were supposed to be hanging out. Not you and Vincent.
☆ Bo acted like he was heavily disinterested in you and your hobbies... he wasn’t. Now your hobbies weren't necessarily for him, but that doesn’t mean he won't remember every little detail you tell him. Bo tried to get you to try out his hobbies, mostly working on cars. Obviously you weren't much of a mechanic and didn't understand his instructions. Which intern lead you to fuck something up, making Bo mad. He told you to leave him.
"Whatever. Just leave, a'right. Get!" Bo pointed toward the door, treating you like a dog.
He did feel bad for it later on, knowing it wasn’t your fault, but he wasn't going to apologize.
Vincent Sinclair |
Style Opposites :
☆ You leaned more toward tighter clothes on your body. You thought you looked cute in clothes like that. Now Vincent's was opposite, wearing comfier clothes like his sweater, jacket, and baggy overalls.
☆ Vincent wasn't sure why you dressed the way you dressed, since it didn’t look comfy to him. But if you were happy, he was happy. That doesn't mean he didn't think you look good, quite the opposite actually. He adored how you looked in your clothes, cherishing you.
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Personality Opposites :
☆ You were a loud and extroverted person. You would always be yapping Vincent's ear off about something and he would always listen. Along with this, you would often get loud. Which did irritate Vincent. You noticed this, and tried to keep voice control. And when you would get loud, you'd be aware almost instantly and lower your voice. This made Vincent happy that you took this seriously. You tried to break Vincent out of his shell a little, which didn’t really work. Although you could tell that when he was with you, he was a lot more comfortable. Mostly after hard days with Bo, Vincent loved coming to you, to listen to you talk, getting his mind off certain situations.
☆ Vincent didn’t mind that you were more of an extroverted person anyhow. He prefered it honestly, he loved hearing you talk. No matter what it was you would say, he'd be listening, taking in every detail. Even behind his mask, he would smile sometimes. And you could feel it. Vincent felt warm around you; safe.
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Hobbie Opposites :
☆ When you weren't working around the house or killing anyone, you'd design clothes. You made all kinds of things; hats, shirts, suits, pants, dresses, skirts, ect. You were very talented in what you did. Sometimes you made stuff for the brothers as well, mostly making stuff for Vincent. You loved making him sweaters, sometimes with little pockets either on the breast or the hips for his tools.
☆ Vincent treasured what you made for him. He'd wear it almost every day if you'd let him, only you made him take it off to wash. Once you had the brilliant idea to make outfits for the sculptures Vincent made. Vincent was on board with it almost immediately. With your talents combined, the town would look amazing. The thing he loved most about about you designing the clothes, is that they were completely customizable. Vincent would draw quick sketches of what he wanted on the clothing and you'd make it. It was great.
Lester Sinclair |
Style Opposites :
☆ You wore more cute types of outfits. Lots of pinks, pinks and whites. Very measured and praticed types of outfits. Unlike Lester's which were messy and stained, no thought put into his outfits. Though he did love your outfits. Wanted to touch you, hug you, but you wouldn’t let him until he washed his hands.
"Common' babe, just this once?" He gave you his dorky smile. You allowed him to hug you but you made him turn his hands away.
☆ Lester got very touchy when you'd wear something nice. I mean look at you, he couldn't keep his hands away. You were just so gorgeous. Lester wasn't a very clean guy, but when it came to you? Oh, he was washing his hands more often. Although it was mostly with a bottle of water he had sitting in his truck, or a water hose, but its the thought that counts.
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Personality Opposites :
☆ You were a quiet person, very shy. You struggled to get a word out in a social situation. You mostly tried to stay silent, like you weren't there; hidden. Lester didn't let you do that though. He acknowledged you every moment, even stopping his work to hang out with you.
☆ Now even with Lester spending most of his time with you, you never really got over being shy. You did feel more comfortable around him, he just wasn't able to break that hard shell of yours. He did bring out a brighter side of you, whenever you were down he was always there to make corny jokes and cheer you up. He admired you and always did what it took to make you feel safe with him.
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Hobbie Opposites :
☆ Now you were more of a gardener, sticking to a nicer hobby than a gross one. Lester, doing roadkill cleanup, wasn’t all that great for you. You couldn’t stand being around dead animals. Humans were another thing, but animals? No.
☆ Lester had you come with him on one of his runs, oh, it was horrendous. It was a mutilated deer, countinously being eat from the inside out from maggots. The stench almost making you throw up. He never took you on a roadkill run again. He did like you gardening. All the pretty flower you planted around the town, the smell they brought throughout it, making the town more lively. Sometimes you'd take your flowers and give them to Lester. He'd keep it in his flannel pocket, no matter how wilted they got, they'd always be there.
Please give your opinions on my writing and if I need to change anything. Give me constructive criticism if you feel it's needed.
⋆★ abt : I’m not sure what to say about this! it’s just a cute slow paced story about billy and the reader falling for eachother but sadly it’s been discontinued:(
⋆★ extra : (pt.1 here)
(Thursday 10:30am, september 26th 96’)
Although my second period lesson seemed to move more slowly than the first, my mind was still not in the right place. His eyes, those damned eyes, which complimented him so well, were all I could think about. I struggled to understand him; I could normally read people easily. But I could never seem to get what was going on with him, even though he was extroverted; he always comes across as so closed off.
Quarterback and class president? He definitely has more going on than what was initially apparent. But enough about Billy. Anyways, why would he be interested in me when he already has a girlfriend? well better question is why, would he even be interested in a man? I don’t even know why I’m thinking about this. I don't want him to be interested because ,yeah, he’s attractive but nothing special, just your average jock with a pretty face.
Enough, it was time for lunch; it would be best to go to my friends rather than linger and day-dream about a guy. When I arrived, my friend Kenny had already saved a seat for me in my prefered spot, which was just the right amount of shade and sun for me to feel comfortable without becoming overheated. But it also had a view of a certain someone I had run into earlier, he and his friends didn’t usually sit there. They all seemed to prefer to sit under a tree a, something like that. I once heard Stu complain about sitting under the sun, he said his skin was “far too pale, it could burn” I snickered at that if I was being honest. But Billy didn’t seem that absorbed into the conversation his friends were having, he seemed more focused on the fountain behind him.
Laying down just bathing in the sunlight, he looked kind of majestic if I was being honest. His hair falling back onto the tiles and his lean arms under his head, his chest going up and down he looked peaceful. I shifted over a little to try and get more comfortable on the seats, I then turned my focus back on Billy. He was already staring at me, with those goddamn eyes staring right through me. I turned my head quickly, trying to hide my face.
It obviously didn’t work considering I was practically on display, hardly anything covering my back from his eyes. It’s like I could still feel him staring at me, so I decided to give a glance just to check. We locked eyes, he gave me a small smirk and wink before turning back to his friends.
To be completely honest, I was so shocked by it that I didn't even notice that I had a tiny blush on my face or that I was still gazing at him. Once I realised I was staring, I didn’t really do much to. avert my eyes. I continued to look at him until he appeared to become more engaged in the conversation with his friends. He gave Stu a slightly serious look after he said something I assumed was stupid. He had never had a proper conversation, yet I seemed interested in him. That was weird for me.
( after lunch )
Third period I had math with Mr.Stewart, I didn’t like that class and I especially didn’t like Mr.Stewart he was an asshole. I swear he targeted me, always asking me to answer questions when my hand hadn’t been raised. It was almost as if he had wanted me to fail his class. At least that’s what it felt like, but who cares about stupid math I’m skipping this period anyway.
I walked in the hallway, darting my eyes everywhere making sure no teachers were coming. I didn’t really feel like detention today. walking over to the bathrooms, I made sure to open the door as quietly as I could. The smell of the bathrooms was always the worst, I swear the cleaners never actually did anything in them.
I was sitting on one of the toilets. Feet lifted so if a teacher came in they wouldn’t see them, that’s when I heard the door creak open. I tried to be as quiet as I could. The footsteps from the door creeping closer towards my stall, the footsteps didn’t sound like teachers? they weren’t aggressive enough for a teacher. More like a kid trying to get out of class, or find a free stall to use. That’s when I noticed his voice, “what an idiot, jesus he’s so dumb sometimes I thought he blew it”. it was Billy? Who's he talking about? Stu? Randy?.
I still stayed in my stall keeping my feet on the toilet seat making sure he didn’t see them. I wanted to come out of the tiny stall, because it was making me kind of claustrophobic. But I’d been sitting here too long; it’d feel quite awkward if I just walked out after hearing him talk to himself. I know I would be embarrassed.
(tw: Black Christmas (1974), making out session, and suggestive stuff!!)
Context: Bridgette invited all of her friends for a special Christmas party! How delightful of her but something's not right...some strange gross creepy phonecalls that she has to hear it before Christmas Day. However, the caller seems to get "interested" of her cutesy pure voice and decided to leave her friends alone. Some few days later, Bridgette and the caller will get used of each other. He politely asked her if she can find him in the attic, she agrees. The caller couldn't help but has to spare the poor young and sweet girl like her because he's afraid that she'll find out what terrible things he's about to do. Thankfully, he rejected the freaky plans and will do it next December. Some strange things going on in the attic, what could it mean? Bridgette has woken to check her friend was asleep so she decided to follow the strange giggles and such. Bridgette quickly goes up and noticed that there's a strange naughty man, but he seems now sweet. Of course they have a nice good talk and some... cuddle sessions. He asked her if she doesn't mind when telling her about why he's doing something and living in the attic, she politely agreed! Bridgette understand that he was about to do something horrible but since her cutesy and innocent behavior and looks, he decided to reject the plan and leave the girls alone for the better until next Christmas. Oh boy...he couldn't help but just wanna "let it all out" and he really wants to do it with her, maybe that's the only way? Afterwards, he really enjoys about THAT type of session will do it again in the "second call" if he sees her again. Bridgette felt in the intense shocked but...she kinda like it too~🩷
So uhh it's a first time doing a self-insert with slashers. I thought having slasher crushes is weird but I believe they're okay. I know Billy is crazy and he's really something in the good way~🩷☃️🖤
Could you maybe do headcancons (or oneshots) for The TCM boys (Bubba, Nubbins, Chop top) with a reader that has the same hobbies or likes as them and how they would react when they find out?
YESS. I had the time of my life making these. I hope you like them!
《 Texas Chainsaw Headcanons for Reader who has Similar Interests 》
Bubba:
☆ When Bubba found out that you took up the interest of making stuff from bones, he was overjoyed. He loved to sit down with you and make matching bracelets, necklaces, even hair clips or other accessories for you. Bubba was just happy to find someone with similar interests as him. Someone to hang out with and have a nice time with in his free time.
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☆ You would make a lot of masks, similar to bubba—though not out of skin. For the most part you would design plastic masks, lots of different kinds. It could range from a simple design to a full faced design. When Bubba found out he was ecstatic, he thought ever single one of your masks looked amazing. Despite the fact that he couldn't express how he felt through words, he would definitely express it through the happy sounds he would emit and the motions he would make. He had expressed to you that he wanted a mask, wishing for it to be similar to a human face. More so one he found attractive, similar to his masks that he wore due to his insecurity, and the fact that he lacks a sense of self, feeling as though he needs to be a different person. You made him one and he was so excited. He wore it alongside his other masks, killing mask, pretty woman mask, old woman mask, ect.
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☆ You really enjoyed doing your makeup, you would try out a lot of different looks but you always liked to try on a traditional look, such as the red lip and blue eyeshadow. You were sitting at your desk on your bedside table, which had a miniature mirror on it for where you would do your makeup. You were trying on some lipstick when Bubba came in. He admired how good you did your makeup, with presicion and patience. He loved doing his makeup, especially on his woman masks. He enjoyed feeling pretty. He wanted you to do his makeup on the new faces he was wearing. He absolutely adored what look you came up with.
Nubbins:
☆ At first, to Nubbins, you gave off that vibe like you didn’t take enjoyment in killing, similar to Drayton. But while he was walking outside looking for dead animals to take pictures of, he noticed someone screaming from the back of the house. Running back there as best as he could, considering his limp, he witnessed you bashing someone with a hammer. He giggled.
"I-I didn’t know you had it in ya!"
He took pictures of the dead guy on the ground. He put the hammer in the dead man's hand, giggling as he took more pictures. Now everytime he was on a hunt, he'd bring you with him.
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☆ You would take pictures with your polaroid camera a lot. Whether that be a sunset, an animal, you, friends, ect. Nubbins was snooping throughout your room, finding a drawer at your bedside table. Nubbins opened it, finding a collection of polaroids inside. He looked through all of them, excitement radiated through him as he examined each picture. He loved everything about the pictures you took, and you always had perfect lighting. Once you found him snooping through your belongings, you knocked him one. Nubbins didn’t care though, he was just eager to have another person to take pictures with.
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☆ Nubbins noticed how you would grab a shovel from the shed and always go down the road, toward where the graveyard was. He never thought much of it, until it became a big part of your routine. Nubbins was listening to the radio and and heard about recent grave diggings happening in the area. That's when he got suspicious of your behavior. If he and Bubba weren’t the ones grave digging, then who was? Next time you went out, he followed. You arriving at the graveyard and digging people up, placing them on top of the tombstones. Nubbins was watching, silenty, until he accidentally giggled. Which startled you and made you mad. Then again, he didn't care. You, Nubbins, and Bubba went on occasional grave digging trips every now and then.
Chop-Top:
☆ When Chop Top found out you enjoyed going to the record store, he would not leave you alone. He would talk your ear off about his favorite bands and recommend artists you should listen to. He would also just ramble about random facts about bands and the members. Some weren’t very interesting either...
"H-hey, did you know that in the song "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" by Iron Butterfly, Doug, the guy who wrote the song was uh...drinking a-a lot. He was slurring his words trying to say, "In the Garden of Eden", and u-uh...heh..the guy who wrote the lyrics for him wrote down, "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida". Heheheh...."
Overall, he was just immensely excited, and you didn’t want to break his spirit. But now he would beg to come with you to a record store and yap for hours about a big variety of albums he just randomly knew all about. Grabbing albums and pointing out every thing about it. He just gave you history lessons on music. One time he talked for so long, that the employees had to kick you guys out because they were about to close.
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☆ I feel like Chop Top LOVES to tie dye his own shirts. So him finding out you also liked to tie dye, he would drag you to do tie dye with him. He would also beg you to design some of his shirts of him, but for the most part he just wanted to enjoy your company alongside him. He was very messy with the dye, though you wouldn’t say anything, just letting him enjoy himself.
"W-woops, gotta little paint on your shirt. Hehe."
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☆ You were dancing to the radio in your room. Little did you know, Chop Top was peaking in on you. He heard one of the songs he liked, him planning on yapping your ear off about the song, but instead was met with your graceful dancing. He got hyped up about it. He adored the way you moved. Now, Chop Top enjoyed dancing as well. Eh...maybe not dancing. Just flipping and flopping. He didn't know how to dance. He liked to think he could, but he can't. But that wouldn't stop him from joining you. He barged in, startling you. You went stiff.
"May I...uh...t-take this dance?" Holding out his hand to you. He giggled, giving you his gummy smile.
You gave him a warm smile taking his hand, dancing with him, moving to the flow of the beat. Though his movements were more sporadic and untimed; random, you tried to not let him mess you up. He had a hard time keeping up, either being a second behind or too many seconds early. You guys had fun. Now, it wasn’t necessarily ideal, but it was fun.
Hey I'm sooo happy I found your page because it's literally amazing <3 I LOVE YOUR WORK
I was wondering if you could write hcs for Rufus/Thomas/Choptop with a bipolar/emotional reader
Like imagine they just go from overly energetic to mental breakdown in few days (also she doesn't really know what's wrong with her)
Feel free to ignore!!
Love this prompt. THANK YOU SO MUCH, I'M GLAD YOU LIKE MY WORK! <3 Sorry if these headcanons were a little short (and really shitty). AND SORRY I RESPONDED LIKE A MONTH LATER, I've been really busy. I'm trying to get back on my grind. 💔
《 Slashers with a Bipolar Reader 》
Rufus:
☆ Rufus just wouldn't care that much. Like if you got angry with him he'd get angry with you for a little bit but then he'd just forget about it.————————————————————————————————————————————
☆ If you had an episode in front of him, he'll just stand there watching you. Afterward causing you to feel embarrassed. Or he'll just tune you out, working on something.————————————————————————————————————————————
☆ If you were crying I feel like he would stand there for a second, thinking of whether or not to comfort you. Most people crying made him happy, but when it was someone he loved? It just made him uncomfortable. He tried comforting you by sitting down beside you. Well, at least he thought that would make you feel better. It didn't. Rufus just sat there until you stopped crying. It was very awkward.————————————————————————————————————————————
☆ If you sat in bed for a couple of days, depressed? He wouldn't really understand why, so he'd just leave you alone. Unless they needed you to do a job, Rufus would pull you out of bed and force you to get up after that. Then when you were half-assing your chores? That's when it started to become a problem.————————————————————————————————————————————
☆ Rufus doesn’t really understand your stress and your mood swings. The concept doesn't really grasp him that you have mental issues so he just brushes it off. And obviously is you don't know either so it's just a repeating cycle of your overwhelming emotions and his anger toward your emotions. Deep down he does love you, he just doesn't get it.
Thomas:
☆ It took a while for Tommy to trust you so when he noticed your intense mood swings over just the range of a couple of days it confused him a lot. Like you were just playing and taking care of the chickens outside, talking his ear off while he worked. Now your slumped in his room, barley muttering a word, though when you did it would come out in a mumble? Did you not love him anymore?————————————————————————————————————————————
☆ Since his family wasn't brushed up on much of anything happening outside their own lives, they didn't know what BPD was. You not knowing either was no help. Luda noticed the unpredictable moods you would have over the course of a couple days. She was worried for you and Tommy but she didn't say anything. Until you had a full episode.————————————————————————————————————————————
☆ Earlier this morning you were angry with him, you weren’t sure what caused the anger and irritation. You assumed it might have been his presence. You yelled at him to get out. He narrowed his eyes at you as he left the room, leaving to go work outside. Thomas came in to his room one afternoon to find you sitting on the bed. You were hugging your knees close to you, head down, mumbling inaudible thoughts. Upon hearing Tommy's footsteps creak under the wooden floorboards, you looked up. You were crying. You inched slightly closer to Thomas. You stuttered apologies.
"I-I'm sorry, Tommy. I don't know why I'm like this. You know I love you, right?" You choked out, slowly standing up from the bed and wrapping your hands around him as much as you could. You laid your head on his chest. Thomas stood like a statue before reaching his hand up and putting it in your hair, stroking it in soft motions. He felt hurt, very hurt, but so loved at the same time. He had so many mixed feelings about you that was harder for him to communicate. Luda had found out about what happened, realizing that there was something mentally wrong with you. She eased up on worrying and tried to help you a much as she could. She also explained to Thomas that there was something mentally wrong with you and told him to try not to take anything to heart.————————————————————————————————————————————
☆ Everytime you had an episode Thomas would try and distance himself before you got angry with him. Or if you already caught him he would try and forget about what you said or your yelling by working. Distracting himself from the hurt until you apologized and loved on him for the next hour.
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☆ It was really hard when your episodes when go on for longer periods of time, like days. Tommy tried really hard to keep you under control so he didn't have to be so avoidant of you all the time. You were part of the family now, his family, he wanted to help you, care for you, love you.
Chop-Top:
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☆ If he notices you falling into a depressive state, he'll start to distract you with fun things. Like if you stop talking to him or yell at him, he'll leave you alone for a little bit and then come back with one of your favorite vinyls to play on the record player. Or he’ll sit down beside you and start yapping about random shit to make you giggle.————————————————————————————————————————————
☆ If he notices you being distant for a longer period of time; a few days for example, he'll go out and buy (or steal) you something. Whether that be clothes, snacks, music, jewelry, items realted to a hobby you like, etc. If he can't go out he might find you something from outside that he thought you’d like or he'd take something from one of the victims lying on the butcher table.————————————————————————————————————————————
☆ He may be confused sometimes or taken aback by your emotions or actions but he tries to help. He may not be the best but he loves you and he'll do his best to take care of you how he can.
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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.
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☆ My name is Emilee/Enrick. My pronouns are She/ Her, They/Them, He/Him, I honestly don't mind which one.
☆ MINORS DNI. My blog has explicit writing and imagery.
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Fandoms I'll write for:
House of Wax - Bo, Vincent, Lester.
House of 1000 Corpses - Baby Firefly, Otis, Mama, Captain Spaulding, Rufus.
Texas Chainsaw Massacre (Original or Remake) - Bubba, Nubbins, Chop-Top, Drayton, Thomas, Charlie (but platonic.), Luda.
Creepypasta - Tim Wright, Brian Thomas, Jeff the Killer, Nina the Killer, Jane the Killer, Clockwork, Laughing Jack, Eyeless Jack, Kate the Chaser, Slenderman, Ticci Toby, Ben Drowned, Judge Angels, Laughing Jill, Homicidal Liu, etc.
