#eddie gluskin imagines
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Wedding Day
Eddie Gluskin x fem!reader
Word Count: 1.6k
Warnings: literally all the things omg. Murder. Body parts being pulled apart adn changed and eddie is eddie who truly is mentally unwell. The reader goes along with it to stay alive. If you have played outlast than i can assume you know the whole vibe
Author’s Note: would i be remiss to say eddie my love or is that…that not cool
Summary: Would it be safer to stay with Eddie than to anger him?
I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator
(not my gif)
The cannibal guy was the worst thing you had run into thus far. You knew you shouldn’t have even questioned Murkoff after the whole female ward was transferred. You shouldn’t have kicked up a fuss about the shady things that had gone on here but you did, because you thought you were getting the patients justice.
Now the patients were trying to kill you.
You were aware of the irony.
Frank Manera, the cannibal as you had dubbed him, had chased you through the incinerators until you lost him in the courtyard. You weren’t sure where you were now. The place was huge and it was a maze, each turn more disorienting than the last. You could only imagine actually working here. It was even harder to imagine being a patient, unsure of which way you were going, which place they were taking you in the muddled horror.
Murkoff had asked you in for an interview a couple of days ago and then you were a patient. It didn’t last very long, the breakout happening almost as quickly as you had been ‘admitted’. They made sure that you knew you were the only woman here, that whatever horrors happened to you you had asked for in your complaints.
You were in some sort of basement. There seemed to be two men muttering to themself, disputing about some argument. You had learned to stop listening to the patients. They usually never made sense. It just made you more scared in the long run.
You were slowly dissenting into the depths of the hospital but you would rather go down and back up than just keep going up.
“Silly!” a voice called. “I can hear you, in the walls! Rats in the walls!”
You breathed deeply, trying to slow your movements so that they wouldn’t be able to find where you were.
“Shut up!” another, deeper voice called. “If we give him to the groom, then we will be spared!” they hissed. Give him? The groom? You ducked and slid into what seemed to be stairs going to the basement. You started going down anyway and then jumped the last of the way, landing in a dark sewing area. You cleared your throat shakily, trying to find out where the hell you were. You walked over to one of the murky windows and tried to look out.
There weren't any differentiating things outside. Only trees. No roads, no courtyards, no cars. How far away were you from the front of the hospital?
“Darling?”
You jumped, turning on your heels at the sound of a deep male voice, wistfully speaking. It was one of the least technically threatening voices you had heard here but you still stood on guard. Out of the shadows came a man, extending a hand. He was wearing a makeshift tux, seemingly out of different uniforms.
He had already seen you. There was no point in running or dropping to the ground; he would catch you before you got too far. For the first time you were trapped in a corner. You thought about trying to fall through the window behind you but you knew it was reinforced, like every single other window here.
The man's face came into the view of the small amount of light. It illuminated the disfigurements on his face and his bloodshot eyes. You swallowed.
“What are you doing out here? It’s dangerous you know,” he suggested, smiling. You gripped the window sill as tightly as you could. He was coming closer.
“Who are you?” you questioned.
“You speak! I was starting to wonder,” he purred. He was only a few feet away from you. He noticed the look of your face and your body, something he hadn’t seen in a very, very, long time. “Oh.” His grin widened. “You won’t be needing any modifications.”
“Modifications?”
“You’re perfect.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You’re going to be late to our ceremony. I’m so glad I found you!” He grabbed your hand. You squinted your eyes, trying to figure out what his delusion of choice was.
The groom
His tux.
Darling?
You were his bride. That was what he believed.
And honestly, however terrifying that was, you were just beyond happy he didn’t want to eat you.
“What’s your name?” you asked, breathing out deeply.
“Eddie Gluskin. And yours darling?”
His hand was threatening, the one that rested beside you on the window sill. He was so close you could feel his breathing.
“Y/N.”
“Natural born perfection, Y/N.”
Without warning he scooped you up into his arms. You marveled at his strength for a moment, the moment after the fear ran through your body. Where was he taking you? What was he going to do?
“How did you get stuck in here darling? Tsk, tsk. It’s dangerous!” He seemed to know where he was taking you. There was no point in trying to fight him and all things considered, you would rather be a bride than be separated from your head.
“I don’t know,” you said honestly.
There was a loud crash down the hallway that you were passing by. You jumped, gripping his shoulder but Eddie remained stagnant, holding you securely. It felt sort of…nice to know that if someone ran at you he would likely take care of them before they actually got to you.
You ignored the fate he could bring you to and gripped him tighter.
“Where are we going Eddie?”
“To get you ready. Would you like to see your dress? My mother always said I shouldn’t see the bride before the wedding but there wasn’t anything else suited than what I could make with my hands.”
You nodded.
“I would like to see my dress,” you breathed. “Did you make your tux as well?” you asked, shakily.
“I did. Only the best for you darling.”
You entered a room with a long table and a man laying there. He was covered in blood, clearly dead. He was…disfigured. In many different ways. You gripped Eddie and he almost shielded your eyes as he shook his head.
“I’m sorry you had to see that. I went through many before finding you,” he explained. You nodded slowly. You had never been so happy to be a girl.
“It’s okay,” you whispered. He took you past that room. You passed messages on the wall that said things like ‘love makes a house a home’. There were diagrams for dresses, along with makeshift half made outfits.
“Would you mind walking darling? We have to go downstairs.” You nodded and let him gently put you down. You landed on your feet and were unsure what to do other than follow him. You stayed close behind, careful not to be separated from Eddie in case someone tried to take a swing at you.
You followed him down the stairs.
“We will be a wonderful family,” he explained. “You and me and our children. I’ll make sure nothing happens to them, nothing ever happens to any of you,” he promised. Someone ran past a couple of rooms ahead of you. You jumped, grabbing his arm. He put his hand on yours. He smiled, bordering the line of sinister and sweet.
“Nothing,” he promised.
“Where are we going Eddie?”
“Just a little further darling.” You entered what looked like an altar of some sort. There was a mannequin with the dress up in the front. “For you,” he said, voice deep. You breathed hard.
Okay.
There’s no way this could be binding. May as well?
“Can you take it off? I don’t want to ruin it before I can even put it on,” you suggested. He nodded, bowing his head and slowly removing it. After a moment he handed it to you. “Now?” you breathed.
“Of course.” He made no move to turn around. You nodded slowly and took a deep breath, in your chest and then out. You quickly removed the jumpsuit they had given you and put the dress on.
It was surprisingly comfortable but not as agile as you would have liked.
“After this, can we leave?” you questioned. “We can’t possibly have kids here. I mean, where would they even sleep?”
“There are plenty of places here to pick from!” he said but his mind seemed elsewhere. He looked at you in the dress and breathed shakily, noticeably taken aback.
“You look beautiful,” he said, smiling brightly.
“But wouldn’t it be easier for us outside?”
“We shouldn’t argue now.” He offered up his hand. “We have a ceremony to do.”
You felt the urge to pull your hand away but you looked back down the dark hallway you had come. You would never survive out there on your own. Despite everything, you would be safer with Eddie as long as you kept him on your side.
Which meant today was your wedding day.
“Of course darling.”
You gave him your hand and stepped onto the altar.
#eddie gluskin x reader#eddie gluskin imagines#eddie gluskin x fem!reader#outlast imagines#black balloons tag
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𝐆𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝
Maybe this time Renfield will be able to suplex Dracula's misty ass with his help
#outlast#outlast whistleblower#eddie gluskin#renfield#rm renfield#dracula#dracula 1931#fanart#drawing#illustration#digital art#comfort character#i feel bad for whoever has to look after them lol#imagine seward dealing with eddie#art of gravehill
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Omg tysm! The last request was very cute. :3 I have ONE MORE.slashers at a pool party ★ ★ for like, summer lol lol
Also, I really luv your blog, its so cute :33
Omg yay summer themed headcanons! Sadly it's cold today but I will try to get into mood😍
Sfw, they/them
Summer(mostly pool and swiming) with slashers!!
Billy Lenz
Buy god damn SUNSCREAM he will be red after 10minutes of hanging out outsite
The sun is a deadly laser
Pretends he is a shark and attacks their legs when underwater
Also loves to splash and do waves
spooked of hairdryer and comb, he rather look like wet rat
Begs them to buy those funny shaped rubber things that you can lay on (guys I have no clue how those are called so I iwol just put photo at the end of fic if you are confused
Micheal Myers
...
Hm no
No i dont think i will
The closest he ever been to big body of water was when he was drowning somone
I doubt he can swim, so even if he would appear in pool he would just walk on bottom, hhh goofy
Hates wet cothes
And sun
And hot temperatures
Brahms Heelshire
Hhehe water
This guy won't swim, he will just lay/sit in water
Guy looks like dead body lol he just... lays there?
But when s/o gets near he will jump attack them, also.... nice outfit s/o
He is definitely type of guy who loves summer
Will forgot sunscreen and turn into tomato soup
Yautja
Purr hot weather he like
I swear s/o jumped into water for fun and this guy had the biggest heart attack of century "AAA MATE WHY DID OU JUMP!! WHO KNOWS IF ITS SAFE??? WHO KNOWS MAYBE WATER IS TOXIC?? DONT DO THAT!" he also jumped right after them lol
After making sure that, no yaujta water isn't poisonous and yes s/o can swim
Probably he can easly stand on bottom and still have (at least) his chest above water level
Also will pick s/o up while they are mid-swim like' a fish👹 and later throws them back in water ya go
Asa Emory
Will just vibe at shore, sunbathing
Yeah your doing great love, nice swimming... now lemmie just lay down and zzz
Acts like that one mom on beach that never enters water and just doest really care
Yeah yeah just dont drown and do no splash me, if you splash me im going to take your PlayStaton4 privileges
A mimir
Also while yall go next to pool he is 100% throwing them in
Jason
😰
Eeh you sure about that?? Water
He will stick to shallow part of pool
Going to be worried about s/o especially if they do some epic tricks. Yeah that's cool that you can do a flip in water but pls it's scary :(
He enjoys doing lil splashes and just picking them up
Pls hold his hand
Eddie gluskin
Oh my love nice outfit you got
Huh me? Water? Aw don't be silly honey
He will just stick to sitting on edge of pool and watching them swim, do not splash him!! His outfit is too pretty >:( grr
If s/o pushes him into water he will litteraly try to drown them (in wacky way)
Hush
He is the one inviting them! He found some random lake in middle of knowhere lol
Will probably do some dumb contest 'yo swims there the fastest gets a free kiss🤭' *points at other shore 5km away*
Will pick them up underwater and be like "haha look what cool fish I found i Will totaly make dinner out of you" drags out of lake and tickles or something idk hes weird
Also im writing this right before the most important exam of this month cuz if I wont pass it I wont pass this year🥳🤪 wish me luck, chemisty sucks
thats the billy lenz thing i was talking about.
#slasher x reader#slasher headcanons#billy lenz#billy lenz x reader#brahms heelsire#brahms x reader#micheal myers#micheal myers x reader#asa emory x reader#the collector x reader#hush headcanon#hush 2016#hush x reader#eddie x reader#eddie gluskin x reader#outlast#the collector#jason vorhees headcanon#jason vorhees imagine#jason vorhees x reader#jason voorhees#friday 13th#black christmas
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Eddie x F!Reader
Note: +18 warning for smut
You felt your body quake with each thrust.
Your muscles twisted and turned, making Eddie behind you groan. You felt complete with him inside of you. Your naked spine could feel his lungs gasp for air as he rammed inside of you again, and again. It made you squeal with how sensitive you were from his roughness.
Eddie was no small man and the feeling enhanced even more as he knocked into your cervix.
“Oh, you must’ve waited for me– for your husband to fill you” his disfigured face grinned as he felt you tighten around him from his hit to your cervix.
He tightened his hands around your hair as you pulled you up. Your spine squeaked in protest as you were forced to arch your back. You couldn’t help but whine as the searing pain in your scalp spread out, you felt yourself become wetter at the sensation.
“Darling~ you like that? You whore” He spat out, malicious coating his voice.
He got mad, you loved when he got mad.
You were sick.
You always had been, that's why you were in the asylum.
It just so happened that Eddie was in the same place.
It seemed like you were made for each other, how he completed you and how you completed him.
He grunted as both of his hands wrapped around your fragile neck– you felt your eyes start to tear up as he started putting pressure on your windpipe. You loved when he was this rough, it made you even wetter.
He knew that.
He was supposed to ‘train’ you out of your whorish ways but he couldn’t help himself but to indulge in your sinfulness. He smacked his hips into yours, fully seething himself in and then he stood still.
You walls convulsed around his cock as you felt the air escape your body, your lund grasping – causing your chest to ache as you tried to take in breaths, however, Eddie won’t allow that.
Soon enough, once you started seeing black tendrils of unconsciousness around your sight, he loosened the pressure and allowed you to take in air. You were greedy in your breaths, you gulped as air flowed and started to fill your aching lungs.
“Hmmm~ Oh, Darling! How I love how you fit around me” Eddie purred
His hands left your neck as he put his weight on your back, trapping you on the makeshift bed. He still fully sheathed in you, starting slowly pulling out and once his head was only in, he thrusted back, lazily. He continued this pace as you felt your near your limit.
Your abdomen twisting in knots as you feel you reach your orgasm. With a screech! You came hard around him.
“I never said you could cum” Eddie growled, his teeth bared.
You screamed as he then started ramming into you again. Your oversensitivity made every thrust from him burn you, tears fell down your flustered face.
You couldn’t do anything.
You just had to endure
But don't worry even if your body hated it, you loved it.
With each thrust and spread of pain up your body, you felt your abdomen begin twisting in a familiar way.
One hard thrust, his head speared your cervix open, you saw white as you screeched in pain from the painful sensation.
You felt his seed deep into your womb.
“Your my wife! My beautfiul bitch! Just for me!” he growled.
You loved the man.
#outlast#whistleblower#outlast imagine#outlast eddie gluskin#outlast x reader#eddie gluskin x reader#eddie gluskin#mmmmm#eddie gluskin imagine#imagine#breathplay
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Can the slashers meet Eddie Gluskin? I am just curious you don’t have to if you do not want to. And have a good day or night😊
Warning: MY KNOWLEDGE OF EDDIE GLUSKIN IS ALMOST NONE EXISTENT AND THIS IS AN INTERPRETATION OF WHO I THINK HE IS. PLEASE. DON’T COME AT ME.
Eddie Gluskin AKA "The Groom"
- 46 years old
- Patient with OCD and post-traumatic disorder. Obsessed with finding himself a wife. Abused physically and mentally as a child.
- Very tall and muscular man, middle-aged, with a black slicked back disconnected undercut hairstyle which is neatly combed down and light blue eyes.
- Eddie's face is covered with red scabs, skin peelings and he has a severe case of subconjunctival hemorrhage in both eyes, the right more so than left.
Face claim for him: Cillian Murphy.
VERY DANGEROUS. APPROACH WITH CARE.
Once you read his file, you frowned as you learned that Eddie Gluskin had been abused at a young age. You already felt bad for him. You knew that the first thing that man would need once entering St Louis was to have his personal space as patients with post-traumatic disorder needed to be handled with care—especially the first few days. Hence, you decided to keep his arrival a secret from the slashers at first, as to not frighten him. You were walking towards the entrance with General McCain and a couple of his men when you were made aware he had arrived.
"Be careful. He has already killed two guards in Mount Massive Asylum not a week ago. He is a tough guy."
You chuckled and shook your head.
"Don’t worry, James. I know how to handle tough guys…"
James nodded with a small smile on his face before he opened the door for you and you entered the room where a handful of policemen were waiting. They were surrounding a man who was chained down to the bench he was sitting on. The man was quiet and his eyes were facing down to the ground. You took a few steps forward before making your way through the policemen to reach the patient.
You stood before him.
"…Eddie Gluskin I presume ?"
The man remained silent for a while before he slowly raised his eyes to look at you.
"…"
He didn’t speak a word. He just started staring at you before you smiled and decided to introduce yourself.
"Y/N L/N. But, you can call me Nurse Y/N. Pleasure to meet you." You extended your hand forward and Eddie Gluskin stared at it for a moment. You chuckled awkwardly as you realised he couldn’t really shake it as he was chained up.
"Oh. Right. Sorry about that. I—" You were cut short when you felt a pressure on your knuckles and your eyes widened as you realised that Eddie Gluskin had just kissed your hand.
…
He then looked up at you with a smile and finally replied.
"Pleasure shared…"
You blinked twice in astonishment before you quickly retreated your hand and Eddie simply smiled at you. Little did you know…You had just unintentionally became Eddie Gluskin’s next 'wife'.
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First time meeting the slashers:
Freddy *appears wearing a wedding dress* : "Heard you were looking for a wife ?"
…What did you expect from the simp master himself ? Of course he would shoot his shot. Eddie is hot. In the way that he is tall, muscular and could rip Freddy to shreds…Of course Freddy would simp for him.
Eddie likes him, but only because he finds him amusing. Eddie chooses his wives upon various very strict criteria. Unfortunately, Freddy wouldn’t make the cut.
Freddy *looking at Author* : "Hey ! What’s that supposed to mean ?!"
When Brahms met Eddie, they both did not really talk much. However, after Eddie spent a little more time around Brahms, he started finding his company enjoyable…
Let’s be honest here.
Brahms would be the perfect bride for Eddie. Brahms is sweet, attentive and touch-starved. So, Eddie would surely like him.
But, I think Eddie would also see him as a child so maybe he wouldn’t try anything, but they would hit it off pretty quickly as two very distinguished gentlemen.
Alpha male standoff.
Eddie Gluskin is the same height and bulk as Michael, which means in Michael language: danger. Michael is like the daddy of the slashers. He protects them. So the first thing that would go through his head would be:
Should I be worried about that guy ?
And the answer is yes.
Eddie Gluskin also noticed the chain of power around St Louis and immediately noticed that all the slashers respected or didn’t mess with Michael. And you—his precious future wife—dared to spend a lot of time around Michael.
So, they wouldn’t really like each other.
Pennywise once pranked him by pretending to be you and Eddie kissed him. Eddie genuinely thought it was you and was so happy…until he opened his eyes and saw it was Pennywise.
…
He punched Pennywise in the face so many times that it took 6 nurses to get him off Pennywise.
Penny bit Eddie Gluskin’s arm because of what he did to his brother.
…
He liked the taste.
Jason met Eddie Gluskin when he was tending to his frogs. He was in the garden near the pond when Eddie came and sat down next to him. They started spending time together and Eddie even started helping him with his frogs.
They became friends—which is quite a feat considering Jason’s trust issues.
…Father Paul’s face after Eddie Gluskin came to him for the 11th time to ask him to officialise his marriage to you. (Give the poor man a break. 🤣)
Even though, A: You’re not aware of it.
B: Eddie Gluskin is mad.
And C: Father Paul is obviously no longer a priest.
But he still does it every time because A: He is bored, and B: Eddie doesn’t leave him alone unless he somehow convinces him that he would so…
#fandoms#imagine#fanfic#pennywise 2017#pennywise 1990#slashers#pennywise x reader#michael myers x reader#freddy krueger x reader#jason voorhees x reader#eddie gluskin#eddie gluskin x reader#brahms x reader
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another Eddie Gluskin x reader idea - pre Outlast game, but Mount Massive has gone to shit
TW: non con, public humiliation
I’m thinking you were working at Mount Massive, watching things go downhill fast.
It was getting concerning since you were still, somehow, trying to advocate for the patients. Even if all you could do was make a small difference in their days, show a little bit of kindness in a sea of misery. Maybe you were a psychiatrist or worked in the pharmacy, or even just in the cafeteria.
Your exact occupation isn’t important. For a few of the patients, you were a bright spot in their normally dismal routine. It was hard to tell with some, who were too reserved to speak to you much.
Not Edward Gluskin. He made his feelings about you known very quickly. You thought he was always very cheerful and well groomed. He seemed to have an interest in presenting himself as a gentleman, and speaking a … particular way towards the female patients and workers.
After some rude nudging from your coworkers you found out he’d always comb his hair when he knew he’d see you. Aww, looks like he’s got a crush on you, they’d said.
You waved it off. Of course he’d get attached to you, you reasoned. You were generally kind - even as you set boundaries - and besides, he was flirtatious with many people anyway. It didn’t mean anything.
It didn’t matter in the end, did it? Not when you were laid off after repeatedly raising concerns for health and safety.
There wasn’t much you could do - not with hearing whispers of ghosts and strange happenings deeper in the facility - not with the female patients being sent to a different facility, while all the women working were laid off.
You didn’t feel right just leaving, so you made a point to visit the patients who you saw often to say goodbye.
Things were clearly off. Security presence had increased, even in the areas you didn’t normally need an escort. You were flanked by two guards who made things awkward at best. Strained, mostly. They rushed you but you made sure to say everything you planned to.
You saved Eddie for last for… Perhaps sentimental reasons? You weren’t sure how he’d take it. As much as he’d been kind to you, you heard he could lash out when he was rejected. What did those poor women do to him, back then…?
No, you weren’t attached to him…
When you got to his cell he noticeably perked up. And when you asked to be let into his cell and the guards let you, Eddie was over the moon.
It didn’t last long, however, once you explained the situation.
To say that Eddie didn’t take it well would be an understatement. You could see anger distort his handsome features before he took a deep breath and calmed himself. So he could explain to you that no, you weren’t leaving, you wouldn’t leave him.
Denial. His file said something about that, his tendency to deny things right in front of his face when he was desperate enough.
You took a deep breath of your own and stepped back. Time to assert boundaries again… You told him this would be goodbye, and turned to the door.
“For now,” he insisted.
You shook your head, started to tell him no.
He swore under his breath. “Fine. At least give me something to remember you by.”
“I - I can’t,” you answered. That would be breaking some kind of rule. Even if you were on the way out the door, it would surely count as preferential treatment or something… “I’m sorry. I wish you the best in life.”
You tried to leave quickly, but your exit was blocked by one of the guards.
“‘I wish you the best?’” the guard mocked. “That’s cold.”
The other guard outside agreed. “Come on, can’t you leave him with something?”
You laughed, trying to push your way past. “I don’t have anything to give him.”
The closer one pushed you back towards him, turned your body to face Eddie again. “At least give him a happy ending.”
Eddie’s face flashed with anger when he saw the guard touch you, and he reached a hand out to pull you towards him. The guard let you go, let him take you.
You could feel his muscles through his shirt as he pulled you close. The guards jeered.
He put his arms around you, one cradling the back of your head, the other going to your hip. He whispered something sweet in your ear.
One of the guards said something obscene - or at least, it must have been, considering the way Eddie reacted. He let you go and took a heavy step towards them.
“Don’t you dare speak that way about them. They’re not some two bit whore for you to boss around.”
They laughed it off. “We don’t want to boss them around.”
“Yeah,” the other agreed. They turned to each other, then back at you. “We just thought, since they were leaving and we know you have a thing for them… You should get a chance to say goodbye. Properly.”
One of them pulled something out of his pocket and tossed it to Eddie.
He caught it easily and looked at it in his hand, confused. You could just make it out, the square condom wrapper.
“Come on, we won’t tell anyone…”
“No, I couldn’t,” Eddie said. He shook his head, put his arm up in front of you defensively.
One of the guards reached for his baton, but the other stopped him. They backed off.
You tried to step out, but he stopped you.
“I couldn’t,” Eddie repeated. He looked to you and grinned, backing you up towards the wall.
You looked back at the guards, who just pointed, urging you to turn back to Eddie.
“I have no use for this,” he said to you, his voice low. You could practically feel the vibrations with his chest pressed up against yours. He tossed the condom to the side. “I have a latex allergy.”
His hands went down your body, to spread your thighs.
“It’ll be safer if we do it raw.”
You shook your head in vain. He leaned in closer.
“Just relax, and think of me. Think of us,” he said, tilting your chin towards him. “Okay, darling?”
#Nasty attic originals#Eddie gluskin x reader#outlast x reader#nsft#Non con tw#i might add more later? Also not medically / professionally accurate haha#Not a lot of sex atm mostly vibes imagine what you want
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Minding my own business and then I'm hit with the violent image of Eddie Gluskin performing that fucking I'm Just Ken song
#thats it song ruined#but like imagine with the rest of the aslyum#it would be so shit i need it#outlast#outlast whisteblower#eddie gluskin#outlast variants
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Not me waiting for the day someone draws the Outlast characters in the Bruce Timm art style 🙄
#i can imagine Eddie having Superman shoulders#and Chris looking similar to JLU Soloman Grundy#with a belly of course#outlast#outlast whistleblower#eddie gluskin#chris walker#original content#random
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Due to roleplay reasons that are nobodies business but mine I need to draw Eddie Gluskin in biker chick drag. For therapy.
#me.#(for Eddie’s therapy that is snrk#(Eddie Gluskin to EDITH CROUP THE BIKER BITCH(tm)#(she gonna have a good time after figuring femininity has some laYERS#(the inspiration is ‘I don’t want to wear a skirt I don’t want to be overtly feminine—‘#(‘okay what’s your Inspo?’ ‘Eddie: *imagining biker chick posters from his uncles basement* uhhhhh…..#(HES STILL PUTTING ON THE HEELS *throws shoes at him head*
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I have two ideas I can't get out of my head !!
1: Eddie Gulskin with a hypersexual darling !
2: Sitting on eddies face like omggg
😳😳😳
Thank you for the request/ideas dear anon. I just continued to explore the two things a little further and see what comes of it. I still hope you like it ;)
warning : smut (nothing graphical but still)
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1. Eddie gluskin with a hypersexual darling i think initially it wouldn't really stand out in the relationship. Not something because Eddie is too busy building a cot, finishing the room or furnishing. No, because you two are sleeping together so much right now, he would hardly notice. But the more you catch yourself moaning his name and just can't get enough. He is blown away. ,,Oh darling...I had no idea your love for me was so lustfull" he purred as he found his partner lying naked on the bed. At first he had only heard a few rustling sounds of fabric before he had gone into the room for fear that she would have hurt herself, as he couldn't make out the sounds at first. But when he saw his darling lying there moaning, cheeks flushed, murmuring his name. He loves it because not only does it fit that his darling feels the same love so often, but they could also start a family very quickly. He clearly loves it. In his eyes, there is no such sickness in his darling and any self-doubt or problems that might arise he would simply smother with love. His love and care for his darling was the most important thing besides starting a family. He would definitely tell you during any sexual activity how beautiful you are, how proud he is that you share the same love for him. It would only excite him more to imagine what else he could catch his darling doing.
2. Sitting on eddie's face he would love it. I think this is where his loving parent side shines. When his Darling has looked after the house, looked after the children and cooked, he loves to spoil his Darling. Just grabbing his beloved by the hips and pulling him towards the bedroom or the couch. ,,My beautiful wife deserves a reward" he purred as he lay down on the soft ground and pulled you on top of him. First he put you down on his upper body before he saw the embarrassed look on his darling's face. ,,Now all of a sudden shy? Oh darling let me spoil you" he purred before he simply lifted his lover up by the hips and put him on his face. He knew exactly what to do to make his darling moan. While his tongue worked wonders, his hands would only pull you tighter. Holding you by your hips and giving you the reward you deserved. It is one of many ways he shows you his love.
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#slashers#eddie gluskin x reader#eddie gluskin#outlast#hypersexual#male x female#x reader#smut#mild smut
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Eddie gluskin family fluff/angst
Eddie is his own warning and past truama and nsfw mentions
Reader is referred to with she/her by eddie
Before kids
He adores you absolutely afterall you gave him his dream a loving wife to come home to he'll find himself just admiring you
Your wedding dress hand sewn by him of course is a treasured item safely tucked away only to be brought out on anniversaries
On every anniversary he expects his loving wife to make them both a romantic dinner while he does the man's job of getting gifts for her. It'll always end up in a slow dance with you in your wedding dress
He loves to see his wife under him in bed its a secret pleasure but he has to be in full control don't even think about trying anything just take it and praise him and do what he says and you'll be good
I feel him doing pda would be a no he can't imagine doing something as vulgar as groping you outside of the bedroom
He loves seeing you in the dresses he hand sewn and tailored just for you charming knee length dresses(nothing above save that for the bedroom)with beutiful patterns and a apron wrapped around you going about your cabin cleaning and dusting as his loving wife
He's strict on appearance he finds you wearing sweats and a baggy t shirt sloppy and lazy he didn't make you all though dresses for you to dress as a bum
Even in sleep he'll lake sure your all dolled up he'll insist you put your hair in those old hair rollers and sometimes he'll do it himself it's a great bonding experience and he'll sew you a long night gown(short ones for the fun nights)made of soft fabric that falls off your curves
Be careful I'd you want to snuggle him while sleeping suddenly touching him can spook and anger him so wrapping yourself around him is alot worse you'll find that it's safer to do it when he's awake and paying attention to you
He doesn't like you holding him so it'll be best to cling to him like wrapping yourself around your chest so he can play with your hair and wrap his big strong arms around you
He probally snores
When he's doing something like reading the paper he'll expect you to be curled up on his lap reading along with him
Don't be worried you still have him wrapped around your finger
Ask him for a specific dress and he'll happily make it or if there is a specific date night idea he'll be getting ready
He may not be the richest man after escaping the asylum but he'll try his best to spoil you
Pregnancy
Your never alone
Never
He's even more obsessed with you following you aroundband singing praises about how good your doing and how amazing the children will be
Never forget your vitamins or he'll accuse you of trying to sabotage him
Luckily he can't stay mad at you for long
Insists on helping with everything
Micromanages stuff like your food and exercies
Gets jeolous and insists you don't need a pregnancy pillow when you have him
Until he can't move cause his oregano wife is finally able to sleep and she's heavy
Adores on your pregnant belly constantly touching it or resting his head on it
Runs his finger across and stretch marks cooing
When the baby finally comes he'd prefer a home birth with a midwife not wanting his darling exposed to so many strangers in a vulnerable state
Unless it's at risk or darling wife sint comfortable with it he understands its her delivery and he'd rather have both his wife and child then a natruel birth
Parent hood
A fancy nursery hand built by himself and the crib must stays in your room until the kid outgrows it
He has multiple photos of you passed out while the baby babbles covered in baby powder
Found out that if he's ever having one of his mood swings or outburst holding his baby near him helps
Can't lash out near his baby
Hates leaving for work and leaving you two alone
Loves when you both pass out on the couch tired from everything
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I have a request! Can you do Eddie gulskin,brahms hellsire and Billy lenz (idk I'd you do the twins from outlast but if u do them to if not is chill) with a S/O who has an anxious attachment style?
- like there s/o asks If they hate them and kinda follows the characters around like a shadow!!:>
Ong! I love it!! This s/o is so me😭 also why i got 3 eggie gluskin requests at once i never even played outlast! But he seems like goofy fellow!
They/them, sfw, mostly meowmeow fluffy. Requests are closed for now due to huge numbers in my inbox
Slashers with s/o who has attachment issues
Billy Lenz
Oh me oh my they are sure something else
He is the one that usually walks behind his parnet like stray cat so he doenst really know how to react?? Especially if s/o asks him stuff "do you like me?" And is clearly worried about Billy abandoning them. Billy will be like ??? Bestie why would you even think like that!! S/o is great he would never!
He stares at them when they sleep, like it would help him figure out how to feel them more loved
Pls dont vent to him tho! He cant take this type of stuff sirously
Eddie gluskin
😳😳
His guy will blush so hard
When they fallow him, his ego will grow so much! Oh darling what you worried you'll get lost? Huh o- well of course i love you! Your my wife!!!
He can spend as much time with them as possible! As far as they don't mind gory backround and screaming people
Like somone acually cares about him?? Frfr?? With consent?? Gee didnt know s/o was chill like that
Once he found them crying in one of hospital beds, he though somonr attacked them but when he realised they were worried about him, Eddie promised to him self that he will never leave them
Asa emory
Bbg wym??? He spends huge amount of money on them and they still think he doesnt like them??? I mean yeah he spends a lot of time away but like😔😔no no s/o you cant go with him to his workplace nono its too gory for ur lil mind
Alrightttt if they ask him nicley he might allow them to sit in his saferoom there for few hours. But dont try to explore this place pls!! S/o gonna explode in real time irl if they leave saferoom(agressive escape room)
Also if they ever feel bad, he has few dogs so im sure s/o can vibe with doggos if they feel bad
Bro asa really doenst know how to make them understand HE LOVES YOU PLS TAKE HIS MONEY AND DOGS AND STOP BEING SO SAD OML
Brahms Heelshire
Vice versa
This guy sometimes doesnt sleep at night because hes worried that they accualy dont love him, and they are just too scared to leave
But his worries fade away as soon as they snuggle to him while sleeping
He would love s/o that fallows him around!! He has attachment issues too!
Oh please dont worry love! He totally loves them
#slasher x reader#slasher headcanons#billy lenz#billy lenz x reader#brahms x reader#brahms heelsire#asa emory#asa emory x reader#eddie gluskin x reader#eddie gluskin#brahms imagine
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✨Eddie Gluskin Headcanons✨
Eddie would be a possessive lover, after all you are his everything in this lonely asylum.
Loves calling you darling, dearest and anything lovely that reflects how much he loves you. However, he loves calling you dirty names, like whore and slut. It's his two favorite words for you. He'll never tell you that though, not to drive you away.
Loves biting into your neck as he fills you up, he gets all giddy when he sees the bruises and bite marks on you afterwards.
He may be a careless lover at times but he does have your interests at heart even when he doesn't show it.
You are his muse for his dresses, every single one of them tailored to your liking and your body. He make you always wear them, he even parades you around with your gorgeous looks— bite marks on full display.
He loves you as along as you play into his delusions about perfect marriage
If your smaller than him be ready to be locked away and teased. “Darling, yours so small! ” “Let me make you swollen” etc...
He is thrilled if you share any of your interests
He is a very doting husband always checking up on you, giving you affection whenever you need it
#outlast imagine#imagine#headcannons#headcanon#eddie gluskin x reader#eddie gluskin#eddie#outlast eddie gluskin#eddie gluskin imagine#eddie gluskin headcanons#x reader
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Hey! How would father!Michael Myers feel about Eddie Gluskin wanting Michael's 25 year old daughter who is also a patient in the asylum to be his wife?
How are you?
(I am fine. How about you ?)
It started the day when you were transferred from another asylum to St Louis. Female patients weren’t usually allowed, but you were made an exception because Michael wouldn’t go anywhere without his precious daughter. You had grown up surrounded by slashers and hence, not much scared you.
When Eddie Gluskin was admitted in St Louis, he wasn’t introduced to you because…well…Michael.
But one day, you happened to wake up before your father and come down for some breakfast when you accidentally met Eddie. You were both stunned. You had never met before and Eddie wasn’t even aware that there were any women around other than the nurses.
Your eyes met and once the shock over, he decided to pretend being too busy with his coffee to speak. You quickly realised it was best not to stare, so you decided to just go toast yourself some slices of bread for breakfast.
There was silence.
Eddie glanced a few times in your direction, but didn’t speak a word. Neither did you. Michael had taught you not to speak to strangers, so you didn’t. You hence didn’t speak until you were back upstairs and took a deep breath. He was…gorgeous. You decided not to speak to your father about that little episode.
He wouldn’t have understood and besides…you probably wouldn’t see him again.
…
But then, you started waking up early everyday to get breakfast and Eddie was there—like clockwork. You never spoke, but awkward silence turned to shy smiles and little glances here and there…until one day.
You were about to get back to your room when you stopped dead in your tracks and looked down at the pancakes in your plate…Surely, Michael would not mind being short of a few, right ? You took a deep breath and backtracked to sit down next to him. If he was surprised, he didn’t show it.
"…You like pancakes ?" You asked. He remained silent for a moment before looking at you. He stayed silent for a moment before he finally smiled.
"I do enjoy a good pancake. Would you care to share ?"
It was the first time you were hearing his voice. It sounded soft and a little hushed—as if he wasn’t used of using it all that much. You smiled back.
"Not at all." You then proceeded to serve him pancakes and Eddie smiled again before digging in.
"I’m Y/N Myers by the way." You introduced yourself and his pale blue eyes looked up at you.
"Eddie. Eddie Gluskin."
From that day onwards, you started spending time with Eddie.
You started watching him and tried to understand who he really was. Eddie was respectful and polite and seemed like the perfect gentleman. You didn’t know why a man like him would be admitted to a mental institution—especially since he seemed so clear-minded.
From what you had heard, he had just transferred from a place called Mount Massive asylum. He hadn’t brought it up though, so you guessed that it wasn’t a fond memory of his. You couldn’t have access to files, but you had heard nurses speak about a certain ‘Waylon Park’. Once you started your research, you were able to understand what his past was and why he was here.
But, you were not one to judge too quickly, especially being Michael’s daughter offered you perspective and that not everything was as it seemed.
The more you shared, the closer you got…until one day, Eddie was the one preparing breakfast and before you could protest, he had invited you to sit down and get a taste. You sat down and started eating with a grin on your face and Eddie seemed happy that you’d eat his food.
"Good, darling. Really good." He cooed and you smiled—completely oblivious…until your vision started faltering and you realised that Eddie had surely drugged you. In a matter of seconds, you were asleep. He then picked you up bridal style and smirked as he proceeded to carry you to his bedroom.
"Sleep soundly, my darling. Sweet dreams."
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After your ‘disappearance’, Michael was desperate and he knocked at every door, searched every dark spot in the entire asylum. He could not find you anywhere and finally called your name over and over again. He usually never used his voice, but this was an emergency. Finally…he got news.
Eddie came to him with a letter.
…
An invitation to your wedding.
"…"
Michael looked up at him in shock. He couldn’t believe it and before anyone could stop him, he had taken Eddie by the throat and threw him against a wall.
"You took her ?!"
He then proceeded to wrap his hand around Eddie’s throat and squeezed. But, Eddie wasn’t afraid. Eddie took a moment before standing back up and claiming:
"We are in love…"
Michael remained silent for a moment before bashing Eddie’s head against the wall.
"WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER ?!"
Suddenly, nurses and doctors and guards came in to stop the fight and some of them had to tackle down Michael to make him stop turning Eddie’s head into mush. Michael’s knuckles had turned red by the time he was dragged out of the room.
Fortunately, you were found in Eddie’s room…in a closet. He had tied you up and drugged you. Fortunately, no harm was done to you and you were brought back to Michael safe and sound.
But you could not help yourself to ask why.
Why had he done this ?
So, you went to his cell.
"…Eddie ?" There was no movement for a couple of minutes before Eddie slowly turned his head towards you and smiled.
"Darling."
You sighed before asking him.
"Why ? Why did you do this ? I thought we were friends."
Eddie clicked his tongue.
"Please, darling. Do not insult me. You knew what I wanted. I am a patient, just as much as you. I would assume you already knew about me and the reasons that brought me here, no ?"
You shuddered at the look he gave you.
"…You knew I liked you. You could have waited." You told him with a sad smile and Eddie laughed.
"Oh my sweet sweet darling." He suddenly grabbed your arm and pulled you closer. "I have WAITED my entire existence to find my perfect wife. And now that I have finally found you…my ALMOST perfect wife…You expect me to wait some more ?"
He smirked and your heart paced rapidly in your chest. He released you and you took a few steps back.
"A-Almost ?" You asked and he chuckled.
"Yes. Almost. You will be my wife. But first, we have got to get rid of your FATHER, darling."
Your eyes widened in shock and you shook your head. He tilted his head and his smirk softened as his eyes bored into yours.
"Don’t you worry, my love. I will be the one taking care of everything for you…We will soon be together. As it was intended. You and I. Me and my sweet wife…Just wait for me, as I have waited for you."
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Tangled Bits
Fandom: Outlast
Rating: Gen
Characters: Eddie Gluskin/Waylon Park
Summary: Knitting is binary and Waylon is a sappy nerd.
Contains: Sap and fluff.
Word Count: ~900
AO3 link
Eddie’s never been shy about sharing his latest project, but Waylon has never been able to understand much about what needs to be done to make the beautiful clothes that he does. He appreciates the effort involved, but the process means very little to him.
Then the weather starts to turn and the chill in the air becomes something that lingers. The delicate fabrics are tucked into storage. The sewing machine is covered. Instead, out come baskets full of cakes and balls of yarn.
He didn't know Eddie could knit and watches with fascination as his needles click away. The smooth, easy motion is hypnotic and there’s a softness in Eddie’s expression that is missing when he’s hunched over his worktable, painstakingly finishing the intricate beadwork on his latest gown.
He wants to know more.
Eddie is delighted by Waylon’s interest and even starts a new project, walking him through what he’s doing. In the midst of his demonstration, Waylon is struck with the sudden realization that knitting is just binary and he knows that. He still hasn’t gotten Eddie a gift for the holidays yet and an idea takes root in his mind. He’ll need a lot of time and a lot of help, so he begins to plan.
Once he gets a moment alone, he looks up local craft stores and chooses one near his office. Hopefully it’s far enough out of the way that Eddie isn’t a regular there and no one will spoil the surprise. As nice as it is for his partner to be so well known, it makes keeping secrets almost impossible. He doesn’t usually mind, but this feels like something special. He wants it to come together just the way he imagines it.
When he first enters the shop, he distantly notes how bright and cheerful it is. There’s a lot of love in these walls. It’s obvious in the way it’s laid out, the indistinct chatter that filters through the air, and the general feeling in the air.
Then he gets to the yarn section and he’s immediately overwhelmed by the available choices. He doesn’t know what the difference is between acrylic and alpaca, much less the rest of the options. Thankfully, someone spots him and walks him through what each yarn is best suited for, their various properties, and their ease of use, especially for a beginner such as him.
He ends up spending hours upon hours at the store. The employees are incredibly helpful and when he inevitably runs out of yarn because he doesn’t know how to calculate how much he actually needs, they help him match it right away. Someone from the local knitting group is always there to coach him through his stitches and help him untangle his mess. Whenever anyone asks about the custom pattern he’s using, he can’t stop the rush of blood to his face when he explains, or the awkwardly pleased smile when they inevitably coo at the idea.
His crazy idea is starting to take shape and he's feeling almost giddy at the thought he'll make it in time. Eddie knows he's hiding something, how could he not when Waylon has been suddenly unavailable for weeks, but only smiles, trusting him.
“Aren’t you curious?”
“You’ll let me know when you’re ready.”
His heart feels as if it'll burst with affection for this man and it only bolsters his resolve.
Finally, after months and countless hours, he finishes. It’s a little embarrassing that after so much time and help all his efforts result in a truly terrible scarf. One end is visibly narrower than the other and the stitches are all over the place, impossibly tight in some areas and with large gaps in others. Only Eddie’s gentle coaxing gives him the courage to bring it out and gift it to him.
He smiles, absolutely delighted with Waylon’s creation. While technically awful, it has its own charm and there’s clearly something hidden in the oddly patterned stripes. Waylon has been far too deliberate with his color choices for it to be anything but intentional. “It’s beautiful, darling. What does it mean?”
He blushes a brilliant pink. Trust Eddie to catch on immediately. “It says “Dearest” in binary. I thought… I might not use the word very often, but you are very dear to me, and I thought having it written in your language and mine would be…fitting.”
The soft smile on Eddie’s face sends a jolt through Waylon. He watches as Eddie sets the scarf down, and reaches for his hands, slowly stroking his thumbs over Waylon’s knuckles. “I love it. Thank you so much for your gift.” He lifts one hand to his mouth and kisses it. “Will you teach me how to write darling for you?”
Waylon’s face burns, but he leans forward, nuzzling into Eddie’s neck. “Of course. Whatever you want.”
Eddie hums in satisfaction, shifting to bare his neck for more of Waylon’s affection. “Will you keep knitting?”
He laughs. “Not sure that’s a good use of the yarn. I think they’d appreciate being in your capable hands more.
“I could teach you. We could work on projects together.”
Waylon pulls back, but only far enough to nudge his nose gently against Eddie’s. “I think I’d like that. Quiet nights in, curled against each other, and making something together sounds wonderful.”
“It’s a date.”
They both close the gap between them for a kiss, the scarf laid between them like a promise.
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