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im-his-druidess · 8 months

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i’m so glad i found someone that writes about omegaverse it’s such a guilty pleasure of mine<33 do you have headcannons of an alpha otis driftwood helping his omega partner when she’s in heat??

I LOVE the Omegaverse! It's so much fun to play around with that AU and it's definitely one of my favorites ☺️ the other being Soulmate AUs which are *chef's kiss*

Alpha Otis Driftwood helping his Omega s.o. in Heat

Otis would absolutely act like it's a chore to take care of you during this time, but in reality he secretly loves it.

He loves the idea of you relying so completely on him and how you will wail for him if he doesn't take care of you in the middle of your Heat.

It fuels his ego in a way that leaves him hard and aching in his pants.

He'll try and complain and growl at you when you start trying to nest, yelling at you for stealing his clothes and blankets, but if you leave the room and come back you will find even more of his clothes and spare blankets dumped on your nest while he ignores you from the other side of the room. Intently staring at his latest art piece yet focused entirely on the way your scent spikes with happiness.

Would definitely choke back an answering pleased growl at your delighted chirp.

The closer it gets to your Heat the more antsy and aggressive Otis becomes.

Slaughtering victims with a frightening amount of sadism that he rarely displays. Usually content on "playing" with his prey instead of butchering them like he will during this time. Especially if any victim is a fellow Alpha. They are treated to his most vile and furious urges and instincts.

Everyone tends to stay clear of him, and you, the closer your Heat is. (Everyone probably except Baby. She thinks Otis is hilarious during this time)

It will get to the point where he never wants you to leave the room, except for the bathroom, and he even grumbles the entire time you take a shower. He will bring food up to you and hand feed you to appease some of his more basic instincts to take care of you.

Otis will start stockpiling food and water in your room, scenting over the entire space almost hourly, and yes that includes scenting you as well. Huffing and growling the entire time like an angry bear.

He won't have sex with you as much in the lead up to your Heat, his Alpha hindbrain more focused on preparing for the actual Heat to start, but he will grope and pet you heavily. Leaving lots of teeth marks, hand-shaped bruises, and hickies on you.

Will absolutely still make you blow him or fuck between your thighs when he's particularly worked up.

Once your Heat actually starts then his possessiveness goes through the roof.

He doesn't let anyone near the door of the room, except maybe Mama Firefly on occasion, and you barely are able to leave to use the bathroom.

He is extremely attentive, but will stay his usual grumpy and surly self. Growling at you when you try to leave the nest, plopping completely on top of you once you return to cover you back in his scent, and will bite you everywhere hard enough to bleed.

Swatting at your backside when you try to wiggle free.

He'll lazily clean you up once you get too filthy (meaning you whine and beg him enough for him to agree) but he will use that time as an excuse to check over your wounds and grab you more water or even force feed you. Possibly letting you sit on his cock the entire time you sip on water and eat to help keep you calm and him focused.

(I don't have to mention the brutal fuckfest that will happen the entirety of your Heat.)

When you start nearing the end, when you are mostly exhausted and limp, he will let himself be a bit more soft and gentle with your aching body.

Leaving more kiss marks than bite marks. Nuzzling into you while you nap. Will even pet over your hair and back. Might even let Baby bring him an icepack to place between your legs to help with the soreness.

Of course he might slip out some words of endearments, whisper declarations of love into your skin, but will deny this moment of softness if you call him out on it.

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loveandmurders · 2 years

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Poly!Baby Firefly and Otis Driftwood keeping you as their pet headcanons

Hello there! This is my first post about Baby Firefly and Otis Driftwood. This is basically reader meeting them and having fun with them for the first time.

I hope you’ll enjoy! <3

G/N reader, with no physical description (Otis and Baby call you a “cute little thing” twice)

Warnings: Morally grey reader, mentions of sexual activities (sightly NSFW with very light bondage), mentions of killing, blood, violence, one or two strong language

You had the perfect mediocre life.

You were dressing well, you were polite, you had an okay job, your family was alright.

You were good at your hobbies, without being amazing.

You were average.

And you were bored out of your mind with this life.

Sometimes you would talk about it to your family and friends and they wouldn’t understand.

“Why are you complaining? You have everything everyone would want for themselves!”

The problem was that you didn’t have what you wanted for yourself.

You had always known something was wrong with you and it was getting clear now.

Because for the first time in your life you had found a passion, an obsession, something keeping you awake at night and making you daydream at your work.

It started one evening.

You were eating in front of your TV, not knowing what to do with yourself. You had gone through the channels, not impressed, until you arrived at your local information one.

The journalist was incredibly worried, speaking of two dangerous people, researched by the police and who seemed to be in the region.

They were known to have killed a lot of people, a lot of cops, and to have kidnapped other people before ending them, and finally stole a car to fly away.

You couldn’t explain what happened inside of you, but you were instantly interested in this story. Finally something is happening around! You though

And you were definitively sold when you saw pictures of the two criminals.

Baby Firefly and Otis Driftwood.

They were the hottest people you've ever seen in your whole life.

When the journalists changed the subject, you instantly turned the TV off and you ran to your computer. You needed more. You needed so much more information about them.

You found police videos of them assaulting a place, killing people with guns and knives, burning buildings to the ground and bringing chaos upon Earth.

They were angels of destruction.

You were aroused, like you never had been before and you started to play with yourself before you knew it. You touched your sex as your eyes stayed on the videos, pictures and words depicting them.

Once you were done, you realised you were falling in love with dangerous criminals and you tried to get a hold out of yourself.

You couldn’t fantasise about them, it wasn’t healthy.

But days after days, your obsession for them both was only growing.

You followed all their adventures the whole week. You were getting crazy whenever they seemed to move away from the place you lived in; what were you going to do with your life if you lost them?

You were dreaming of being at a bank and they would assault the place. They held you hostage before kidnapping you. Of course they would play with you to their hearts’ contents and then they would keep you with them forever.

It would be the most perfect thing in the world.

And even though you knew something like that would never happen (first of all, because you were too boring for people like them), it didn’t stop you from dreaming about it.

One night, as you couldn’t sleep, you were watching the news once again, hoping for new flash info about Baby and Otis.

You didn’t get disappointed.

It was about midnight when the journalist announced that the damned couple was in town. The police had found blood and dead bodies at the gas station, and they were pretty certain it was them.

The gas station wasn’t far away from your place and you got up and dressed up.

You knew they might kill you, but at least something fun and interesting would have happened to you that way.

Your outfit was the most revealing and sexy you could have found.

With a bit of luck, they would just fuck you and let you go.

With a bit of extra luck, they would decide to keep you around for a while.

You found the gas station. Of course, it was crowded with cops and they prevented you from going closer. They would never understand how important it was for you to find Otis and Baby’s trail.

But luck was on your side as you caught a bloody footprint the cops seemed to have missed so far.

It was the only hint you got, but it was indicating a direction and you thought Baby and Otis might be in a motel near the crime scene. You needed to be quick before they could run away.

You walked, and walked and walked.

You knew you were crazy but you needed them.

And some divinity of chaos and destruction was probably watching over you because soon enough you arrived at a cemetery and you heard a gunshot. You also heard some insults and someone spatting.

You would have prefered to find Baby first, she seemed nicer. But you were still very happy to see Otis.

You shyly moved closer.

“The cops found the bodies at the gas station” you said and before you could say another word, Otis was aiming at you.

But you didn’t care. You weren’t afraid, you were just entranced with the fact you were finally in front of him.

You had dreamed so much about him… and he was way better in real life!

If he had wanted, you would have undressed right there.

You kept staring at him and he might see something inside of you, or maybe he was just wondering why the fuck you where there and not afraid of him, because he slowly put his gun down.

He tilted his head to the side and watched you with interest now. A growing smirk appeared on his face.

You enjoyed having his attention on you a little too much and you almost blushed when he looked up and down at you. He seemed to like what he was seeing.

“Whatcha doing here?” he finally asked you.

“Looking for fun” you replied right away and he arched an eyebrow.

“Come here” he ordered you.

You had no idea how you managed that but your legs brought you to him.

It all felt like a delicious dream and you were worried you would wake up in your empty bed.

You stopped once you were in front of him. You sent a look at the dead man on the ground and a shiver of excitement rushed through your spine.

He put his gun into the back of his pants, and soon enough his greedy hands were all over your body.

You shivered even more, unable to believe this was happening.

But his hands felt so real.

He brought you closer to his chest with a mischief look in the eyes that only held troubles.

He palmed your arse and hummed in approval.

“I’m gonna fuck you right there” he whispered.

“Yes please” you only managed to say and it surprised him for an instant before he let out a chuckle.

His hands were quickly working on undressing you but he got interrupted by a voice.

“What have you found there?”

You sent a glance past Otis’ shoulder and you saw Baby in flesh and bones. It really was your lucky day.

Otis sent her a look and groaned. He wasn’t too keen on sharing, but he could do an exception for Baby.

“A cute little thing warning me about the cops” he replied and you blushed.

Baby moved closer to you and she hummed at your half undressed state.

“Such a fun way to warn you…” she commented.

You wanted to say something for her to like you but you found yourself speechless. She was such a goddess.

“And you were going to play without me?” Baby asked Otis who only shrugged.

You didn’t dare to touch her but the heat in between your legs was driving you crazy. You needed the pleasure and you needed your fantasies to finally happen.

You would die if Otis and Baby let you there on your own.

You jumped when you heard dogs barking and yells coming from the gas station. The cops probably have found Otis and Baby’s track.

“Shit” Otis mumbled.

He and Baby exchanged a look before looking at you. They nodded and you were quite fascinated by the way they seemed to not need words to communicate.

Before you could do anything about it - which you wouldn’t have anyways - Otis grabbed you and threw you on his shoulder.

He started to run with you there and Baby in front of him.

Were they… kidnapping you?

They arrived at a motel and they went straight into their room.

Otis tied your hands on the bed frame while they were packing their things.

You watched them with widening eyes, not knowing what they were going to do with you.

You didn’t really care about your life but you were currently dying of arousal.

Baby sat next to you, quite wondering about how quiet and calm you were; it was really unusual.

“Aren’t you a cute thing?” she whispered into your ear and you nodded. She laughed.

She licked your neck and you moved your head to the side to give her a better access to it. She noticed it and she hummed in approval as her hands roamed your body with possessiveness, like Otis earlier.

Her hands moved in between your legs and it was then she noticed your arousal and she sent you a smirk.

You closed your eyes and tried to get some relief out of her touch. A touch you had so crazily begged for all those nights before.

“We don’t have time” Otis told Baby and you both pouted at that.

“We take them?” Baby asked and Otis watched you for an instant.

“Yes, sure, the travel might be long so we’ll need entertainment,” he replied.

Was that really happening?

They finished placing their things in their new stolen car and kept your hands tied behind your back.

You would have never tried anything, but if they enjoyed having you tied up, you weren’t going to complain about it.

Otis opened the backseat door for you and you climbed into the car, Baby sat beside you.

As Otis started to drive, Baby’s hand went back in between your legs and soft moans instantly left your mouth.

“Such an eager pet you found” Baby said to Otis who was watching the show in the mirror.

“You said you wanted a new toy. Hopefully they’ll last longer than the previous ones” he replied.

“At least, this one is willing. It’ll be so much better”

You barely heard the conversation as all you could think about was how delicious Baby was. She slowly got rougher and she got cries of pleasure out of you.

Otis was groaning as well, but because your sounds and your screwed up face was only getting him hard.

He stopped the car a lot sooner than he had thought he would.

He had driven the three of you to another motel. It looked like a deserted place with only dangerous people and prostitutes in there, but you didn’t really notice.

You were on your third orgasms already, as Baby had found out you were really amazing to play with.

Otis grabbed you and guided you to the closest empty room he could find. He threw you on the bed and undressed himself under your eyes full of desire.

Baby giggled as she closed the door and leaned against it to enjoy the show.

Otis took you with eagerness and his name was so easily leaving your mouth.

After he took his pleasure out of you, Baby untied you and she let you do whatever you wanted.

You made love to the two of them, with everything you had. You never had such lust and stamina before, but there was something about them, about how dangerous they were, about how their hands felt on you, about how good you felt with them.

You woke up in an empty bed.

And your heart instantly dropped.

You sat up, your naked body was covered in love bites and bruises, proof that all of this truly happened.

Did they leave you?

Even though you were quite happy and sated from your night of pleasure, you had hoped they were going to keep you.

You had no idea how you were going to get back to your boring life after that.

Baby opened the bathroom door.

“Slept well?” she winked at you and relief instantly washed over you; they weren’t gone. You nodded.

“Where’s Otis?” you asked and she watched you with interest.

“You’re really different” she hummed to herself and you thought your heart was going to burst with happiness at such words coming from her “He’s around, should be back soon. We’ll leave as soon as he’s back so you should shower and dress up” she said and you obeyed.

You were about to enter the bathroom when you stopped and you looked up at her.

“I come with you?” you shyly asked and she loudly laughed.

She slapped you arse “where do you think you’re going, hmm?”

She pushed you against the nearest wall, her hand around your throat, and you felt the heat back in between your legs.

“You’re ours now, you better remember it”

Oh, you really weren’t going to forget it.

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lampey · 10 months

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Firefly siblings firework headcanons

Been on a Ho1C kick recently and its the 4th so why not do firework headcanons!

Baby

She loves fireworks and thinks they're super fun!

Rubs it in the face their "guests" that they don't get to watch any

Insists on lighting most of them

But she might accidentally burn her fingers a little with the lighter/match because she's so excited

Finds it especially fun when her family is all there to watch them with her

If she's not lighting a firework she's waving sparklers around and drawing in the air with them

Otis

He likes all of the chaos it brings

He'll pop down to mexico real quick to get illegal shit because he thinks they're way cooler (and he's right)

He'll let Baby light whichever ones she wants, but saves a few select ones for himself

Mostly the fancy mortars

His favorite time of the year, besides Halloween ofc

He doesn't light any fireworks himself but he likes to hang back and watch the spectacle

Drives his family to wherever they shop for fireworks and just lets them fill up the trunk of his pick-up with them

When it comes to Otis's "special" fireworks he's a little more careful; putting them under the seats n stuff, so they don't get caught with 'em

Tiny

Tiny can't enjoy the entire experience since he can't hear the booms very well

But he still likes all of the colors

Since he's so tall he can see over the trees and catch a few glimpses of the neighbors' fireworks as well

#house of 1000 corpses headcanons #house of 1000 corpses #headcanons #baby firefly #baby firefly headcanons #tiny firefly #RJ firefly #otis driftwood #otis b driftwood #otis b driftwood headcanons #otis driftwood headcanons #slasher #slasher headcanons #slasher fandom #fireworks #horror #horror headcanons

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peachyfuck18 · 1 year

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Horror icons + girly media

Did I slay

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c0ntraversial-h0rr0r-c0ntent · 3 months

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Slashers with an alternative s/o

[Charles Lee Ray, Vincent Sinclair, Patrick Bateman, Otis Driftwood] lightly/barely nsfw

☆ Charles Lee Ray/Chucky ☆

Has so much goth potential already with the long dark hair and will 100% take long angsty walks through cemeteries with you.

Makes out with you in his car while listening to music, I think he gives off Ministry/Siouxsie/Alien Sex Fiend vibes

☆ Vincent Sinclair ☆

Again, he’s got the long dark hair and a generally sorrowful, so I think if you got him into goth music he would become fully immersed, in a very sigh-heavy way. I can just picture walking downstairs and seeing him hard at work on a sculpture while listening to The Cure.

[Also Vincent in full goth attire, like I’m thinking doc marten Mary Jane’s and a long black skirt. A lip ring perhaps]

☆ Patrick Bateman ☆

He loves, respects, and is in so much awe of your indifference to/rebellion against conformity. He would find you the most high end clothes and accessories and completely live his fashion dreams vicariously through you (he must get so tired of suits and only suits)

At one point you’ll kiss him and get black lipstick on him and I think seeing the stains on his face would make him question soooo much.

☆ Otis Driftwood ☆

The sheer amount of corpse paint you two would go through is unfathomable, he’d have so much fun doing yours. I’m sure he’d come up with a trademark look for you just so that he would get dozens of attempts to get it perfect, you sitting in his lap while he applies

I think he would start picking victims just for you, keeping an eye out for people your size wearing clothes he knows you’d like.

If it won’t scare you off he would so make you jewelry made of his victims bones to really pop against all the black

#slasher x reader #slasher x you #slasher x s/o #slasher headcanons #slasher fucker #Charles Lee Ray #charles lee ray x reader #Vincent Sinclair #vincent sinclair x you #vincent sinclair x reader #patrick bateman x reader #patrick bateman x you #otis driftwood #otis driftwood x reader #house of 1000 corpses #house of wax

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myers-meadow · 1 year

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Otis Driftwood relationship headcanons

It's no secret I've been completely obsessed with Otis the past month - so here are some Otis headcanons about how it could be to date him! These are mostly about the first movie, but I'm sure they're applicaple to Otis in the later movies too.

This list follows how a relationship develops, and the spicy stuff is discussed later. Hope you enjoy! Please reblog if you did! <3

No real warnings, just canon-typical stuff, mentions of torture and sex.

Especially in the beginning, Otis likes to intimidate his sweetheart. His gruff and outright mean personality makes it so that he likes to see you squirm.

If you’re a cool, tough person who’s not easily impressed, he’d love breaking through your tough exterior and goes to extremes to get you to react.

If you’re not, he still does, over and over again. He probably sees it as a way of teasing you. He likes seeing how you respond to different things. If blood doesn’t make you queasy, perhaps guts will do it. If it’s not bones, perhaps watching Baby scalp a person will get you nauseous.

You’ll get used to it. After a while. Probably.

It matters a lot to him whether or not the rest of the family likes you. He’s a family man through and through. Despite that, if he thinks the judgement of his family is unfair or untrue, he will not hesitate to discard their opinions and follow his own plan.

Don’t worry about him getting bored, he doesn’t expect much of a partner and is used to filling his time with his own projects.

Date nights mostly consist of his favourite activity: torture and hunting. He takes you out sometimes though, for dinner or drinks in some washed out bar. He can barely keep his hands to himself the whole time.

Otis is not very jealous or possessive (at least, he wouldn’t consider himself as such), he just needs you and everyone else to know exactly who you belong to.

He wants you to take his name if the relationship progresses to something steady. Since his own blood family was so shit, he named himself. Even despite living with the Firefly’s, he’s kept his own name, that’s how much his name means to him. Sharing the same name with you is of great significance to him, it would mean that you two are truly family.

He’s extremely loyal to his family, which includes you.

However, he may want to involve others from time to time – either as audience or as participants. He’d probably let you have your pick from time to time, if you’d wish. The participants or audience may not be willing, though, considering his sexual past before you. To him, monogamy is not the same as loyalty, but if it really hurts you, I think he’d consider your feelings more. He’d be a jerk about it, though.

Blood kink, knife kink, corruption kink – he has it all. All sorts of power play both in and outside of the bedroom are on the table, but don’t count on him to be submissive or on the receiving end of any of this. He’s not willing to give up control – unless you can convince him with something really special.

Otis is the only one who can hurt you. If there is a dangerous victim on the loose, he wouldn’t hesitate in throwing himself into the line of fire to protect you.

If someone manages to touch, let alone hurt, you, they would come to regret it unspeakably much. Otis’d never let them off easy.

He loves the thought of a partner who is utterly devoted to him. Waiting at home until he returns, listening to his every word when he’s philosophising, ready to lavish him with attention and affection, worrying for him when there are tourists around…

He enjoys when you’re vocal in bed – but even more than that, he loves when he’s able to steal your breath and your words away. He needs to see how easily you are affected by him, by what he’s doing.

In short; Otis has his own way of adoring you, but he absolutely does. Once he’s found his sweetheart, he’s not letting go.

Divider by firefly-graphics.

#otis driftwood #otis driftwood x reader #house of 1000 corpses #devil's rejects #otis driftwood headcanons #slasher fandom #slasher community #the devil's rejects #slasher x reader #slasher headcanons

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houseofthegeneticcarnivals · 11 months

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A Twisted Love Story: Otis Driftwood x Reader

Hey, fellow horror lovers! Grab your popcorn and gather 'round because today we're diving deep into the dark and twisted world of Otis Driftwood from House of 1,000 Corpses. Buckle up, because this ain't your typical romance!

So, let's talk about what it would be like to be in a romantic relationship with Otis Driftwood. Brace yourselves, because with Otis, love takes a detour down a blood-soaked highway of chaos.

1. Unconventional Courtship:

Forget candlelit dinners and walks on the beach. With Otis, romance is a wild ride of madness. Picture this: instead of a bouquet of roses, he presents you with a creepy doll or an antique weapon. His idea of a perfect date might involve exploring abandoned places or sharing a twisted sense of humor as you watch horror movies together.

2. Dark and Dangerous:

Otis Driftwood is not your average suitor. He carries an air of danger around him, and his past is shrouded in mystery. Being with him means embracing the darkness and accepting his chaotic nature. It's a thrilling, edge-of-your-seat experience, always keeping you on your toes.

3. An Unbreakable Bond:

Underneath his twisted exterior, Otis possesses a unique loyalty and an intense connection with those he cares about. Once you earn his trust, you become his confidante and partner in crime. You'd witness the depths of his vulnerability and the lengths he would go to protect you.

4. A Savage Sense of Humor:

In the midst of blood-soaked mayhem, Otis manages to find humor. His witty remarks and sarcastic banter can leave you in stitches, even in the most chilling of situations. Be prepared for a dark and twisted sense of humor that only he can deliver.

5. A Love Beyond Sanity:

Love with Otis Driftwood defies conventional norms. It's a love that blooms amidst chaos, fueled by shared darkness and a deep understanding of each other's demons. Together, you embrace the madness and carve your own path, unapologetically living life on the edge.

Remember, this is purely fiction and a fantastical exploration of a character from the realm of horror movies. Real-life relationships should be based on mutual respect, trust, and healthy communication. But there's no harm in indulging in a little fantasy, right?

So, fellow horror enthusiasts, there you have it—a glimpse into what a romantic relationship with Otis Driftwood from House of 1,000 Corpses might entail. It's not your conventional love story, but for those who are drawn to the dark side, it could be an exhilarating and unforgettable journey.

Disclaimer: Always prioritize real-life relationships based on consent, empathy, and respect. Fictional characters are best enjoyed within the realm of imagination. Stay safe and keep enjoying your favorite horror tales! 💀🖤

#rob zombie #slashers #slasher #house of 1000 corpses #horror #otis driftwood #three from hell #otis driftwood x reader #slasher x reader #headcanon #headcanons #ship headcanons #x reader

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ash-fudo · 2 years

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idk man hes kinda yk😔

i just know some of yall wont agree with me abt this😭😭😭

#otis driftwood #slasher community #slasher brainrot #slasher movies #slasher fandom #slasher fucker #slasher #house of 1000 corpses #rob zombie #baby firefly #otis driftwood headcanons #otis driftwood x reader

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crossroadsserpent · 8 months

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Rufus Junior "RJ" Firefly boyfriend headcanons.

(Gender neutral reader but I will be doing a nonbinary reader and a transmasc reader later on.)

I'm low key offended on how little RJ Firefly content there is, he's a big sweet guy and deserves all the love and attention. Please enjoy these headcanons for our favorite quiet bear man!

Warnings first!: fluff, smut?, cursing, violence, murder, mild bullying, Captain Spaulding (yes, that man need his own warning.), cute lovey moments (a warning for those who don't like romance.), honestly if you've seen House Of 1000 Corpses you know what to expect from this.

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Rufus is a huge guy, 6'10" to be precise and built like a brick wall. That being said, he's actually the most kind and gentle out of the whole Firefly family. Literally the most gentle of giants.

He is very awkward about his size at first since you're so much smaller that him. He is so afraid he won't realize he's holding you too tight and you'll end up passing out... or worse (broken bones or dead.)

RJ is touch starved. The first time you hugged him you could feel his body tense up then relax.

He is very cautious about returning hugs at first, afraid of his own strength, but once you assured him you can handle it he hugs you all the time!

Speaking of hugs, he gives the best bear hugs! He absolutely envelopes you in the tightest, warmest hugs any chance he gets.

Rufus loves to carry you around! Doesnt matter if you're skinny or your chubby, he can pick you up with ease, carrying you all around the Firefly farm.

He loves it when you tag along on vehicle pick ups! You get to sit beside him in his tow truck, windows down, the radio blasting as the truck speeds down those long back roads.

Continuing with the last one. RJ loved teaching you how to use the mechanisms on the tow truck. He also tries to teach you how to fix cars but you tend to daydream while listening to his voice.

Oh and that voice. The voice of a damn GOD! RJ was very quiet around his family, there really wasn't much to say to them anyways. The first time he spoke to you your knees went weak and your heart skipped a beat. His voice was soft but deep, like crimson velvet. And the thick southern drawl could make any heart melt.

His singing voice is just as beautiful as his speaking voice.

Rufus loves it when you sit on his lap! He'd have you on his lap all day if he could, he just loves having you so close. (Especially when you lay your head on his chest, it just makes him melt.)

Rufus tries to protect you from the chaos that is his family, but there have been a few instances where you got into an argument with Otis that ended in a laughing fit. (You honestly weren't sure what happened but someone said something funny and the both of you fell into a fit of giggles and laughs. Needless to say he likes you.)

Baby likes you but did threaten to cut you to pieces it you hurt Rufus (which you assured her you had no intention of doing that.)

Hugo ignored you for the most part, only talking to you about TV or something.

Mama Firefly likes you a lot! you do make her son happy so she adores you, you're one of her babies now.

Tiny didn't really have much of an opinion on you, he loves you like you were another one of his many siblings.

Captain Spaulding was the one who introduced you both, he was kind of like a dad to you so you know he cares about you (regardless of his loud ass opinions of you, most of which were on 'how much of a fuckin' pussy you were being' over your nervousness around Rufus.

He likes to make you things. (Just one of his love languages.) Little carved animals, animal bone/teeth jewelry, deer antler beads and buttons....

Rufus's smiles when you tell him how much you love his gifts are just so sweet! He looks so adorable when he smiles his little smiles, getting a little sparkle in his eyes every time he does.

The first date you two went on was simple but fun. You two got fast food and rode the backroads listening to music until it got dark enough to see the stars. Rufus found a good place to park his truck and the two of you stood leaning against the hood of the truck, just watching the stars and talking.

That first date was also when you had your first kiss make-out session. When the two of you were tired of watching the stars you climbed back into the truck, intending on heading back to Spaulding's. You two were softly talking about animals (especially dogs, he loves dogs) and he turned to you, looking a little nervous. He gently took your chin, tilting your head to look at him. You gave him a slightly confused look, not quite sure what he was doing at first, but it became very clear when his lips connected with yours. His lips were surprisingly soft, and they locked together so perfectly with yours. He moved his hand from your chin to your shoulder, urging you to move closer, which you did happily. The kiss turned into a gentle make-out session, one of his arms wrapped around your waist, the other hand carefully holding the back of your head. Your own hands were tangled into his beautiful long brown hair.

That night was also the first time you two cuddled. Neither of you wanted to go home so Rufus suggested the two of you just sleep there in the truck. He moved over to the passenger seat, allowing you to crawl into his lap, which you did, laying your head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around you protectively, holding you lovingly.

Rufus is very warm! You never need a blanket when you sleep with him!

He loves it when you brush his hair for him. (He wants to brush yours but is so afraid of being too rough with you.)

RJ wears his sleeveless shirts open extremely often. Even more after you started allowing your hands to explore his chest and stomach every time you two are alone.

Rufus loves dogs, especially his own. He got the dog when it was a puppy, taking it from some asshole who had been beating it. He called it Brutus (In Corpses the dog doesn't have a name and it makes me really sad.)

Rufus was the first to say 'I love you'. The real first time was when he was shitfaced after a Halloween ritual. He'd been sitting on edge of the front porch, periodically drinking out of the liquor bottle that sat next to him. You came out side looking for him and found him on the porch. He pulled you into his lap and held you without a word, picking up the bottle again, but before he could take another drink you snached the bottle from his hand. He looked down at you, watching with wide eyes as you take several swallows from the bottle. You finished, handing the bottle back to him with a giggle. He took the bottle, taking a drink from it, then, without thinking, he says "God I love you."

Rufus had been sitting on the edge of the porch by himself, wanting to be away from his family, needing just a bit of quiet time. Brutus laid beside him, sleeping peacefully to the sound of the cicadas and crickets. Rufus had an open bottle of liquor sitting next to him that he was drinking out of.

You had been looking all over the house for him, eventually hearing from Tiny that he'd gone outside. You ventured out onto the porch, smiling when you see RJ sitting there with his dog. Closing just the screen door, you move to crouch down infront of him. "Howdy, everything okay?" You ask, a soft smile on your face. He nods, reaching out to grab your arm, pulling you to his lap. You happily sit on his lap, laying your head on his chest as he wraps an arm around your waist. The two of you sat like that for a while, just enjoying the night and eachother's company. After a while Rufus picked up the liquor bottle, putting it to his lips. However, you snatched the bottle before he could even take a drink. He looked down at you, his eyes widening as he watched you take several big gulps from the bottle. You handed the bottle back to him when you were done, giggling when you see the look on his face. Rufus takes a drink, letting out a gruff sigh after he swallowed. "God I love ya..."

The second time (the first time he remembered saying it.) Was after he watched you kill for the first time. You had been put in charge of watching over a victim, a woman with long blonde hair that baby had tied to a chair. Unfortunately, the victim had managed to get the ropes undone. They attacked you, knocking you to the floor, shrieking and trying to hit you. Otis and Rufus ran in just in time to watch you roughly grab the victims hair, pulling them down close enough for you to bite down onto their neck. Otis pulled the victim off you and Rufus helped you up looking terrified. It must have been the blood that covered your chin, chest, and neck. You spit out whatever blood and skin was in your mouth, letting out a laugh. Once Rufus realized what you had done the words just came out without thinking. "Shit, Y/N. I fuckin' love you..."

You were sat on a chair across from the bound and gagged blonde woman that baby had dolled up. You had been looking through a shitty magazine while you watched the victim, waiting for baby to return. You hadn't noticed the woman undoing the ropes until it was far too late. She lunged at you, causing you to jump up, reaching for your knife, but you weren't fast enough. She had knocked you over, pinning you to the ground, shrieking and screaming as she attempted to hit you.

You tried to fight her off, continuing to reach for your knife, but she was persistent. Otis and Rufus both heard the shrieks and the banging, running into the room just in time to see you grab a handful of the blonde's hair, pulling her down close enough to sink your teeth into her soft flesh. She began to thrash around as you sunk your teeth deeper into the meat on her neck, blood flowin from your mouth, down your chin, neck, and chest. Otis pulled her off of you just as she went limp, allowing Rufus to grab your arm, pulling you up quickly, a horrified look on his face.

You spit out a chunk of flesh and some blood mixed with spit as Otis dragged the body out of the room. "She shoulda stayed in that damn chair." You said with a laugh, looking up at Rufus who let out a sigh of relief upon realizing the blood wasn't yours. "Shit, Y/N, I fuckin' love you."

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How You Met Baby Firefly

Author’s Note: Here’s yet another part of my “How You Met The Slashers” series. I hope you enjoy!

Warnings/notes: Gender Neutral Reader, cursing

You walked into the tiny gas station. It was late at night and you were extremely lost.

"Welcome to Captain Spaulding's Museum of Monsters and Madmen. How may I help you, darlin'?" a man asked, emerging from a back room.

He wore clown facepaint and an old white t shirt. He leaned on the counter and stared at you.

"I was wondering if you knew how to get to get to Ruggsville? I think I accidentally got turned around a few times and now I'm lost," I said.

"Well you're about 80 miles from Ruggsville. That's a long drive to be making in the middle of the night," he said.

"Yes, well-" I was cut of by a voice coming from behind me.

"Daddy, do you have any chicken cooked?"

I turned around and there stood a woman with a mop of curly blonde hair. She wore a white crop top and low rise jeans that were littered with holes and patches.

"Hey, cutie," she said greeting me.

"Hi," I said.

She turned back to the man in the clown makeup who apparently was her father.

"Why the fuck do you wanna know? You got food at your momma's house," he said.

He sounded rather annoyed.

"Mom's not cooking tonight," she said.

"Go in the back and get what you need," he grunted.

She thanked him and made her way to the door behind the counter. I cleared my throat a little bringing his attention back to me.

"Sorry about that. Ruggsville, you said?" he asked. I nodded and he took out a piece of paper. He drew a rectangle and a few lines leading from it to the word 'Ruggsville'.

"You're here," he said, pointing at the rectangle, "You take this road. Keep going straight until you see this exit. Take it, then go right, then take the second left," he explained.

"Thank you so much. I love your store by the way. All of this stuff is pretty neat," I said, gesturing to all of the oddities that surrounded us.

"Thank you," he said.

The girl from before exited the back room with a bucket of fried chicken in her arm.

"Thank you, dad," she said. He simply rolled his eyes.

I turned to leave the gas station and behind me followed the energetic blonde.

"Is that your car?" she asked, walking behind me.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" My voice trailed off as I looked up at my car. I stopped on my tracks and my mouth dropped.

She stopped beside me.

"That's fucked up," she said.

The tires of my car, all four, had been slashed. The car snuck down in the asphalt as the air had been let out of the tires.

"Shit," I said, "Who the hell would do that?"

I felt hopeless. Not only was I lost but I was also stranded.

"Hey, my brother has a tow truck. We can ride to my house and get him to come get your car. I'm not sure if we have spare tires but he can get some tomorrow when the store opens," the woman said.

"You'd do that for me?" I questioned.

"Yeah, you seem fun. My name is Baby," she said as she held out her hand.

"(Y/N)," I said.

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