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the-faceless-bride · 7 months

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Pretty piggy in a cage...

Summary➡ Being Asa's newest and precious little butterfly, he feels the need to show his good friend Jesse... Only things quickly backfire as Jesse takes interest in his friend's little piggy...

Tags: @gothmothsiren @frostbitefae @wallywaffle @brwnicons

Warnings: Dark Content, sexual implications, Objectification, infantilization, marking, forced touching, forced kissing, body horror, some violence to reader, kidnapping, name calling, mentions of cannibalism, attempts of escape, Starvation, reader is described as having long hair at least shoulder length

You put yourself in his box. You had nothing left, nothing but the money you had saved, the clothes on your back, and those sweet eyes the strange Masked man seemed to enjoy so much.

You have never seen his face, and you honestly didn't care. All you knew was when he saw you he held your face in such a gentle manner, his gloved hand was gentle and held you softer than anyone ever had. His blacked-out eyes just stared into yours with such an enamored and curious look like you were the only thing in this world he wanted.

So when he picked you up and tried to lower you into the red box you didn't struggle, you tucked yourself into the box curling into yourself as much as you could to fit as comfortably as you could.

He seemed to enjoy that, he patted your head before stroking down to your cheek before slowly closing the box.

And once the box reopened, he held your shoulder moving you around the broken-down building that looked like it used to be a hotel.

The art around the building was... Interesting, the more you looked at it the more the stranger rubbed your shoulder. And once he lead you through a hall full of pounding locked doors, yelling, and people in cages the stranger held you to his chest.

He brought you into a bathroom and sat you on the plush pink stool. He picked up a soft-bristled brush and carefully brushed your hair, you sat there for a long time before he stopped and moved to open a wooden box painted with butterflies and lined with gems, pulling out pink and blue ribbons, sectioning your hair before trying the ribbons, looking at you in the mirror before reaching back into the wooden box and pulling out a gloss; squishing your cheeks making your lips pucker before smearing the glittery pink gloss across your lips.

He admired you for a moment before pulling a knife from a holder on his waist and using it to slice down your clothes, your shirt was first; he pulled the shirt off your shoulders from your front your best exposed to the cold air, you closed your eyes feeling the strangers gloved hands felt below your chest and felt around your ribs before moving to your hips and ripping your pants.

The strange man put you in a soft white dress, it fell to your knees in layers, a silk ribbon in the middle of your chest, soft long puffed sleeves felt smooth along your arms.

You hang your head as he presses what you think is a kiss you the side of your temple, putting a gloved hand on the small of your back and leading you through the building, he had to guide you around to not step in a trap or get glass stuck in your bare foot.

He picked you up, carrying you up the long flights of stairs before opening a heavily bolted metal door that had hanging flowers around the door; some were dead, and others seemed fake.

Upon entering the room, a large bed covered in ruffled sheets and fluffy pillows, a sheer curtain of some kind hung around the tall wooden frames around the bed. A pink fluffy carpet was placed on the oddly clean floor, the vanity mirror had a single crack running through it, and the large dresser doors were open exposing the hanging frilly dresses similar to the one you were currently wearing.

You're his butterfly; the pretty little thing he likes to observe and touches with such soft hands, showed off to the others who could only wish not to be in chains like you, to be able to wander around, to be able to speak without being beaten.

One day he seemed extra touchy with you, he put in extra effort to make you look the way he wanted perfect you didn't know what you had done to deserve the extra treatment but it was better than what anyone else was getting in this depressing hotel.

He braided your hair; intricately placing flowers in it, he put you in a bodysuit made of silk that showed more of your chest, around your waist he tied a wispy skirt that reached the floor; it was slightly sheer and also had flowers embroidered giving it a very whimsical look, finally, he actually put you in shoes; they seemed like warn down ballerina shoes, elegant and gold the flowers were delicate.

After giving you one last look before running a hand down your neck moving in close and pressing his masked nose to your hair taking a long breath.

He placed you back in your room, sitting you down on the fluffy rug and making a 'stay' motion before leaving the room; you didn't know how long he was gone for, but when he came back he wasn't alone...

A man walked in with him, he was tall very tall...strong and wore a sharp black suit, and a chrome skull mask.

The chrome stranger looked to the man who kept you in this room, getting a single nod from your kidnapper and he started moving towards you; you whimpered and slightly moved back, but when the black-masked man hushed you and the chrome stranger reached out to you, his hand ghosting over your braided hair moving to brush a finger under your eyelids and moving to your neck giving a small squeeze before continuing his journey, gloved hand moving down your chest across your stomach to your legs squeezing your inner thigh.

He was inspecting you...

He caught you by surprise when he lifted his finger to your nose and gave it a little flick before teasingly pitching your cheek.

What a pretty little piggy. What a Fine Catch Asa Found; Jesse thought. Looking up at him with those sweet pretty eyes of yours. Almost tempted to think of you as less of a piggy and more of a doe... A sweet fawn. Jesse stopped squeezing your cheek and moved behind you leaning to push his mask against your soft hair. What a sweet thing.

Asa and Jesse both take one of your hands and take you out into a separate area you've never been to before. The room had two comfy-looking chairs, plane walls, and a small fluffy 'rug' just to the right of one of the chairs, the room also had something you found interesting. It had camera monitors, and you really wish you could just look away.

The horrors of what you saw.

You knew to some degree that there were poor souls in this place and that something terrible was happening to them. But you couldn't imagine what was on the screens. Rows and rows of people that... Weren't even people anymore... Monsters. Real-life horror movie monsters. Body's mutilated some with multiple limbs, some blind, some with jaws broken and modified to be long and odd-shaped, some of them seemed to be in a room with other monsters and they were... Eating each other.. God. What is this place? Why? Why was this something that never crossed your mind before.? Was... Was this going to happen to you?... Was this his plan? Will this happen to you when he gets bored of you?!

You slowly sat on the small rug where you were told, your eyes never leaving the monsters on the screen.

The two masked men were signing at each other, communicating about something. You couldn't understand them, but you truly couldn't care.

And you felt an itch. An itch to run. An itch to get away. Not wanting to be the next monster...

You would've been fine... You could've ignored the itch... If it wasn't for that one moment. Where one of the monsters that was cannibalizing the other turned. And look right into the camera.... Right.

At.

You.

And you ran. And you seemed to catch both men off guard. As they had yet to catch you.

That monster... That thing...

The blood fell from its odd crooked mouth. It's red bloodshot eyes staring at you.

And it only got worse.

Along the walls of the hotel, bodies ripped open. Displayed like art. No. No. No. Please. You don't want this. You just wanted to be taken away from the mean world. And now you were stuck in an even crueler one.

Loud footsteps could be heard down the halls, you look and your eyes meet the ones of the masked man. The one who took you... The Master...

You started hyperventilating as you tripped over your own feet. One of your feet getting locked in a trap. You let out a yelp of pain. Almost sounding like a kicked puppy, as you fell to the hard cold ground.

You try and yank your foot out, but that only makes the trap worse. Making you cry out. The skull masked on being the tallest and taking the longest strides gets to you first. Shaking his head and wagging his finger at you in a moving way, before giving you a little tap, bad.

You shink in on yourself. "please. Don't let the monsters get me. Don't let me be one of them..." You whimper into his shoulder. he brushes your hair from your face. And uses his loose hand to unlock the trap.

Asa truly was a lucky man. A lucky man indeed... He wouldn't mind if he... Borrowed you... For a while would he? Of course not. What else are friends for? Right?

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brandnewhuman · 1 year

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First of all how dare they

Second, this is 100% Jesse Cromeans behaviour. Just for that I'm gonna ignore how they have called me an unlovable fuck in 30 different ways

#slasher fandom #slasher community #slashers #slasher fanfiction #slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #jesse cromeans headcanons

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lace-coffin · 3 months

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hellooo :) I love your hcs and I was wondering if maybe you could write like (nsfw??) hcs for lie Jason, chromeskull, and Asa? Like they capture a police officer s/o and how they would treat the s/o. It’s okay if it’s just like one instead, (if you even do this xdd) but overall your writing is so ?? Amazing.

Slashers with captured!police!S/O (Nsfw)

Slashers x gn!Reader

Requests are closed! (For now)

I’m so happy to hear you like my writing omg!! That means so much T T

Jason voorhees

Jason doesn’t have a set view on police officers, whilst his mother taught him they protect citizens and put criminals away he’s still not fond of them. Considering the police did nothing to help when Jason was essentially murdered he’s not too happy about interacting with them.

Jason was nervous and jumpy in the early days of your meeting, convinced you were only trying to get close to him to turn him in, why else would you ever attempt to bond with someone like him? (Incorrect, I love jay) this meant that your little rendezvous only ever happened in the woods of crystal lake or the campsite, never in Jason’s home, he needed some sort of privacy and to feel like he had some leverage if it did turn out to be a ruse.

Thankfully after weeks of reassurance and even showing him you left your phone in the car when you visited he began to trust you. Learning you genuinely just wanted to know him and there was no ulterior motive opened the floodgates within him. Jason has a lot of love to give once he’s happy to be vulnerable with you. Jason has never had many friends or family in his short life, so the ones he does have are held very closely.

You found out quickly that cuffs weren’t something that would even be helpful against Jason should you want to subdue him for whatever reason. You once put him in them as a joke after he’d been eyeing the shiny metal hanging from your trouser loops. It may as well been string the way he snapped them like it was nothing, hearing one of his traps being set of and instantly snapping the cuffs in his haste to move. Once he’d realised what he’d done his face darkened cutely in embarrassment. The sight of Jason blushing in cuffs is something you could appreciate.

Using cuffs is less of a physical restraint and more of a show of submission with Jason, sure he could snap them and not break a sweat if he really wanted to, but he wants to be good for you, pliant for you. It’s almost like the cuffs signify that he can let go, pass over the power to you for the evening. Watching him squirm under you whilst you work over his cock feels filthy and you can’t get enough. He groans and tugs against the restraints, frustrated from your teasing but not enough to break free and have you scold him.

If it’s been one of those days where Jason is particularly riled up the cuffs might not be enough. Teasing him when he’s already wound up tight may lead to him snapping the cuffs and fucking you into mattress < 3

Chromeskull (Jesse cromeans)

Jesse was less than pleased to see you. Police officers were his least favourite people, always on his trail and in his business though thankfully never quick enough to catch him. Imagine his surprise when he found a police badge in his new piggy’s possessions that he’d confiscated. It made his heart pick up in a strange way, palms sweaty from the danger of it but equally interested in the thrill.

It became apparent he wanted to put you to good use, sending multiple videos of you bound and weeping to the precinct as some kind of sick taunt to the officers you used to work with. He knew it was a risky move but couldn’t care less, to delighted in the idea of your past coworkers opening the file with baited breath, only to see you bound, bruised and totally submissive to the man at large. He imagined it made them sick, seeing you shake as he runs the knife under your chin, boasting how he caught one pig, and soon he’ll have the rest at the station.

Jesse was quick to press you for information when you first came into his possession, wanting any useful evidence the station may have against him. You were considerably less stubborn with a gun pressed into the underside of your jaw.

Unsurprisingly Jesse is partial to weapons in the bedroom, namely the same gun you arrived with. He finds it amusing how the power is literally in the other hand now, gloved fingers gripping the trigger. Some videos he makes are to be kept in his private collection, the camera on his shoulder recording every moan and yelp that leaves your mouth.

Jesse will grab your jaw and manhandle you to look into the camera, prompting you to degrade yourself for his and the imaginary audiences pleasure. “I-I’m a stupid piggy who got caught, now I’m nothing but a stupid slut for daddy” your eyes are wild from the gun wedged into your hole, slowly being fucked in and out by your owner. It’s unloaded but he would never tell you that, loving the pure terror that paints your expression when he adjusts his finger on the trigger.

Asa Emory

Your capture and subsequent placement in the collection were meticulously planned, what’s a better warning/taunt to the cops than one of the head officers on the case seemingly going missing overnight. Originally you were just supposed to be used as bait and discarded quickly after, not a fan of having police this close to his place of operations.

This didn’t end up being the case, Asa fell in love with the irony and power play of it, the head officer once on his case now a mindless pet below him. He took every opportunity to taunt you about this, how humiliating it was that you’d fallen this low, sitting like a well trained mutt at the feet of the enemy.

Asa takes a lot of joy in dressing you up in your blood stained uniform, reliving the moments he spent breaking you down, ripping the fabric and forcing your tie into your mouth to muffle your cries.

On the opposite side of this once he trusts you enough he lets you in on his fantasy of being caught and dominated, finally apprehended and fucked into the sheets like a slut. Cuff his hands and slam him against the wall, tell him he has no where to run and won’t be leaving without being handed to the station unless he lets you use him to get off. Point your gun to his head whilst he chokes you down, thighs crushing his head.

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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How will Asa, Bo, Michael, Jason and Jesse react to the fact that their girlfriend already has a child?

This is kind of adorable and the idea of such scary men with such little beings kills me. All of these will have the kid as a female because…. I don’t know, but scary men with the sweetest little girls is too cute to me.

I’m doing peepaw Myers because… yes. May be a bit out of character for him but I’m sorry he deserves some love man.

Michael Myers

- if I’m being honest at first Michael ignores your kid completely. As much as he can I mean.

- he.. loves you, yes. But it’s not his, and even if it was I doubt he’d pay much attention to it either. But he’d never put your kid in harms way and he’ll remind himself to be extra careful when he’s around them.

- he won’t admit it… but the kid starts to grow on him. One night, you’d manage to get Michael to actually sit down with you and your daughter for dinner, his fists sat completely still atop the table, eyes burning at the food that your daughter decided not to eat.. to which Michael did the same. He refused to eat. You knew your daughter had a fondness over who she called “mommy’s big monster” she was always at his heel, tugging at his sleeves, trying to get him to play games with her. Fuck she even called him daddy on occasion. But he refused.. silently blowing her off every time. Until now.

- the phone rang endlessly, annoyance running through your demeanour as you left the table to pick up the phone, answering to your daughters father. Michael knew by now that the conversations had always ended horribly, and so did your daughter.. His eyes averted back towards her, watching as she sulked at the piece of chicken in front of her. He blinked before watching his hand grab his fork and take a bite into his chicken, nodding with a soft smile on his face. This was unlike Michael. This wasn’t Michael’s usual characteristics. But something about the way your daughter sat.. oh so sadly over hearing mommy fight over the phone. Too many memories were brought back to him and he was determined to not let her feel those things. He softly leaned over towards your daughter, grabbing her fork instead and eating a piece of her chicken, his eyes burned into hers watching as they lit up with shock causing him to widen his eyes and open his mouth pretending to shocked. A soft giggle left her lips, little hands pressing into his white beard to push his face away.

- he chuckled quietly. Letting out a grunt of satisfaction And the two ate together. Don’t worry they sat with you to eat too.

- he probably sits in his recliner with her once he’s grown more attached. She’ll be curled up, little legs on either side of his sides head full of messy hair, thumb in mouth and comfy on his chest while they watch her favourite Disney princess movie under a warm blanket. It’s a cute site, such a vile monster with such a sweet little angel, something about her brings a soft side out of Michael not even one you could bring out.. and he’s alright with it.

- he could get used to this.

Bo Sinclair

- he really doesn’t care too much, he’s definitely a bit nervous whenever you’re daughter is around, he knows her dad isn’t in the picture so he feels like he’s got some shoes to fill and it freaks him out.

- his nerves more or so come from his own problems. It being, he’s afraid he’ll be like his own father. Even though your daughter isn’t his.. the first day he met her he felt like he had some responsibility over her, felt some sort of protection over her. So yeah.. his fear of turning out like his dad and treating your daughter the way he was treated haunted him for a while.

- Bo loves her like she’s his own honestly. He’s always carrying her, making sure she’s eating properly, giving her baths, taking her on rides outside of the town.

- Bo has a set rule that every Friday It’s “daddy daughter day” that means no one’s else is allowed to be with the two. He’ll get her dressed and they’ll go on a trip to the park, go to her favourite stores. Get her favourite snacks, have picnics, whatever she wanted really.. Bo spoiled her rotten. And it was always the best day ever.

- your daughter is glued to him like super glue. Most nights you can’t even sleep properly because the two take up the whole bed. She follows him everywhere he goes even into his garage. Little does she know.. she’s a big help when luring victims in. All Bo has to do is pick her up and set her on his hip, and she’ll have the victims gushing over her cheeky little smile.

Jason Voorhees

- big boy is very scared. Not of the kid but.. just. Being around your kid? Like I said, big boy. He’s big. The fear of knocking your kid over, or doing anything to harm them is utterly terrifying to him.

- mask stays on if she’s ever around. He’s too scared of making her scared of him it’s the last thing he wants, for your kid to be scared of him and you hate him for it.

- he’ll take her on fishing trips. When the cabin is silent and no campers are around he’ll drag the old boat his momma tucked away in the old storage shed, getting your daughter to help him push it into the lake. Even though her little arms couldn’t actually push the boat he’ll make sure she knows she did most of the work, pointing towards her arms to show her how strong she is.

- it’s a tight fit for him, his legs are tucked towards his chest and his arms are struggling to move around as the boat can’t really carry him but he makes sure your kid as enough space to sit comfortably. Holding her little fishing rod with a happy smile on her face.

- I think having your kid around makes him.. also feel like a kid again. Except, a happy kid. She heals his inner child. Most nights, he’s fallen asleep with her, he’ll be cuddled in her little bed, her pink and purple blanket covered over his shoulders while she snuggles close to him under the blankets, book in hand while she reads him her favourite bed time stories. He won’t sleep until she’s asleep just so he can make sure she’s safe.

- he likes to bring her things. Wether Jason be out tending to campers he’ll always come back with something for your daughter. Teddy bears, jewelry, stories the children kept around the camp, and so on. He’d even make her things. Now he wasn’t really crafty but he did his best. Making her dolls out of sticks and so on.

- safe to say he loves her very much. He’s her big teddy bear. And she’s his little teddy bear.

Chromeskull/Jesse Cromeans:

- Now. I know I said Bo spoils his s/o’s daughter but Jesse. Now that is different. Your daughter is spoiled spoiled. Gifts whenever she wants, whatever she wants, wherever she wants. Now he doesn’t just spoil her he spoils you both rotten. Your his girls, he’s gotta spoil you both.

- he’ll 100% have tea parties with her. Once work is out of the way he’s home sitting in her chair with a pink tutu too small but he’ll manage, nails painted pink and a pretty princess crown atop his head. His large hands will grab the cup and bring it to his burned lips, pretending to sip whatever she decided was in the cup.

-“aren’t I a pretty princess?” The text to voice would come through the phone as you laugh softly at his comment, watching your daughter nod quickly and wrap her little arm around his shoulder, sitting happily on his lap while her other hand place eyeshadow on him.

- he probably met her really young, so she kinda grew up thinking he was her dad. And he was more than happy to take part in that role. so it’s safe to say she’s a pretty big daddy’s girl.

- you’re a bit hesitant to let Jesse bring her to work, but he keeps her in the office sat directly on his lap and that’s where she stays. While Jesse has meetings with Preston, your daughter is playing with Jesse’s blazer, giggling quietly at how angry Preston sounds. Jesse softly scuffing at her reactions.

- she runs around with his mask. You have to tell her to be careful as the mask is quiet heavy, if she trips and falls Jesse would have a heart attack then and there, freaking out like a paranoid mother.

The collector/ Asa Emory

- he’s a bit.. distant from your daughter. I’m not sure Asa is really a family man. But he try’s? For you.

- he’s strict. She’s not allowed near his office. She’s not allowed to touch his things. She’s not allowed physical contact with him. She’s not allowed… really anything to do with Asa. He’s cold towards her, and as much as it pisses you off part of you can’t really blame him?

- Asa had.. a pretty traumatic childhood and due to who he is now, bringing that upon yet another person I don’t think he could handle it. Especially someone so young.

- although he has his rules, he isn’t always like that. He’s very much the same as he was with you. He was cold, there was rules and then.. they were slowly forgotten about. He came around. Slowly, but surely.

-it’s different with you of course, and he still turns a cold shoulder towards your daughter from time to time, but he’s began to bring her things. A porcelain doll as of recently made its way into your daughters room. Sat perfectly atop her dresser, she wore a baby blue dress, hair blonde and curly, eyes bright blue. Her lips were cheery red along with her blushing cheeks. She looked, kind of like your daughter. Maybe it reminded Asa of her?

- when bringing it up he’ll refuse that he did it, get mad at you even for thinking he’d do something like that. God y/n you know how he feels about your daughter why would he give her things? But he’s wrong, he knows he’s lying, though he’s not a family kind of guy there’s a part of him that really does care about her. But he scares her, and he knows he does. He’s scared to hurt her, so keeping himself distant is his way of trying to not scare or hurt her.

- but he does open up more. One night you left the two alone, begging him to watch her as something came up for work and you really needed to be there. She had already been in bed so it wasn’t entirely a big deal. Until it was. She woke up an hour or two after you had left, leaving Asa sat completely still and quiet on his sofa listening to your daughters feet softly tiptoe towards him.

-“Asa..” he slowly looked over his shoulder, his knuckles turning white from gripping onto his jeans. She rubbed her eyes softly, letting a soft yawn escape her lips. “Yes.” He uttered, trying to keep his voice down not wanting to alarm her. “You think… you could read me a story” she paused quickly looking at him properly. “Please.”

- fuck. How could he say no..

-so he stood up slowly, walking past her towards her room, stopping once he stood in her doorway and looking back at her. “Well come on. Let’s get you to bed bug” he may have shocked himself with the sudden nickname, but he only told himself it was a way to soothe her.. no other reason at all. Her smile melted him, watching as she hurried past him and hopped into her bed, grabbing onto her cockroach plushie. Yeah. Honestly you thought they’d get along considering her love for bugs but because Asa never paid any mind to her, he never really noticed till now. His eyes searched her room carefully not fully realizing her slight obsession. Books about bugs, bug plushies, a butterfly in a jar, etc.

- maybe she wasn’t so bad..

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slashing-thunnder · 1 year

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Do you happen to have any head-cannons about how your favorite slashers would handle their s/o having a depression/s*icidal episode?

Totally not down and looking for comfort

I got a couple, and I hope you're feeling okay 💕 these are a bit short, so fair warning on that

Headcanons for: Vincent Sinclair, Jesse Cromeans, Asa Emory, Brahms Heelshire

Vincent Sinclair

The thing about Vince is that he's been there. He knows exactly how you're feeling. So he does the little things that make usually him feel better, making you a cup of coffee or tea, holds you close when you want and gives you your space when you need. He knows nothing he says would make you feel much better, so he keeps his hands quiet for the most part, just focusing spending time with you.

Jesse Cromeans

Jesse's begun to know what thats like since his... accident. He's also a big gift giver, so in his attempts to cheer you up at first, he'd buy you nice things, treat you to a special dinner, that kind of thing. When that doesn't help much, he's a good cuddler, he'd hold you while putting on your comfort movie.

Asa Emory

He's very about touch and smells, so he'd have a calming essential oil on while he held you close. Relaxing music would be on while he holds you tight and pets you. He'd mutter little affirmations to you every now and then, but other than that, he'd be very quiet.

Brahms Heelshire

Oh he'd for sure not know what to do at first, he'd shower you with love and attention in hopes it would help, he'd even cook and do the dishes for you if needed. He'd do his very best to make you feel better. He'd even cover you in every stuffed animal in the house if he had to.

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small-sinclair · 4 months

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Can you do more slasher band au headcanons for bug infested bodies???

PSA: Never watched the movies or know who they are, but looked and fanart and fics to get personality.

Au by: @arkunder

Jesse Cromeans and Asa Emory as “Bug Infested Bodies”.

Jesse doesn’t drink water. No one knows why. Asa has to force him to drink water.

Asa has a collection of ski masks that are all different. One has a lot of eyes, one looks like a disco ball, and another is white.

Asa’s fans like to give him crow gifts. Buttons, pins, coins, acorns, leaves… it’s kinda out of control.

Whenever Asa is stuck on a question, he likes to rub Jesse’s head, saying, “Magic 8 Ball, Magic 8 Ball. What should I do?” Then Jesse would answer, “Whatever and whoever the hell you want.”

Asa has a PhD in bugs and science. He could be a professor if he wanted but he likes writing music more.

The band was made by accident. Jesse was playing music one day in a bar and Asa told him he sucks. So, Asa got on stage with him and did a song together.

Asa and Jesse have a bro-mance. They’ll fight and throw hands one moment then hug it out the next.

Jesse has a photo of him at the beach with his adopted daughter and son in his wallet and back pocket when he performs. (Yeah, he has a family)

Jesse loves making the music videos and Asa makes the props.

Asa’s dogs do come on stage from time to time and the crowd goes nuts. They have merch and a fan base around them. They’re also featured on some songs, too, like barking, howling, and panting.

Asa is good friends with Lester Sinclair. Jonesy and Asa’s dogs have play dates on the road while the Sinclairs, Asa, and Jesse do a LIVE Jam on social media while raising money for an animal shelter.

They like to do backflips on stage.

Due to Asa’s resting bitch face, it’s hard to show his emotions. When he does smile and show joy, he brightens up the room.

If Jesse has his black jacket off and his back turned, you can see where he got stabbed on his shoulder.

Jesse likes to collect new skull masks from fans. His favorite one he gotten was from a little kid; it has a unicorn and some butterfly sticks.

There’s a segment in the show called “Bug Facts with The Collector”. During this time, a bug comes out and Asa gives a little science lesson about the bug and what it does.

Side note: There was a Boy Scout troop and he invited them on stage so they could get their Bug badge.

They like to perform near museums because they visit the day before the show. They meet fans, take photos, do autographs while looking at historical stuff and the big bug displays.

Jesse has been arrested for public intoxication and assault.

Asa sleep walks.

Jesse screams in his sleep.

Both go to therapy.

When they are on break, Asa likes to guest speak at schools about bugs and shows off his collection. Jesse goes home to his kids and partner; he takes this time to be a father and go to important events like ballet and games.

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noxnephilim · 1 year

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RAN AWAY

A/n: you hadn't been taken, you were hiding. Not from him, but from Preston.

It was strange, he thought. Usually around this time he would see you at work, loafing around his office, or simply sharing a peaceful space together, you on the couch and him at the desk.

Not this time. You had been coming around less and less, but you still hadn't told him why. All the camera records looked normal, and yet…

You weren't avoiding him, not really, but that man made you nervous. The way he looked at you, judged you silently with his cold eyes. No human, only fresh meat.

The gaze made you shiver, feeling dread crawling up your spine.

You thought about telling Jesse, but that man cornered you, and stood menacingly over you, saying nothing.

His face coming closer and closer, until it stood only centimetres away from your lips.

“Not a word, sweetie, okay?” you could only nod, too shaken to say something.

You weren't answering, and he got worried. Preston too was missing, and that made him suspicious.

Tracking your phone, he was surprised to see you running.

Running frantically to get away from him, to escape from that psycho trying to survive.

You didn't know that Jesse was following you, but you finally spotted a car, and it was his.

After hours f running, and hiding, you were relieved to see something so familiar. You were almost there, but a hand grabbed your arm, yanking you back into a solid chest.

Kicking, screaming, biting. You wouldn't give up without a fight. But it wasn't really fair, if your assailant had a knife.

You didn't care, as long as you could escape, adrenaline would keep your pain at bay. You could worry about it later, you had to survive.

It wasn't easy, not when he was taller and better prepared than you, and he looked just so prim and proper.

The car, Jesse, was near. That was what made you go on, until your body started to lock and sag. You tried to go on, but it was far too late. He was ready to finish you off, but his ego got in the way. Gloating about his victory, mocking your husband for his failed attempt of saving you. He failed to notice the lurking man behind him.

A slash, it was all it took to kill Preston.

You passed out, but he wasn't ready to let you die just yet.

He was going to have so much fun with Preston once you were in safe hands and stable.

You woke up in a nice, king-sized bed.

Birds were chirping outside, everything looked peaceful.

You remembered the night before, and you tried to shoot up, panting.

A gentle hand simply pushed you back.

Jesse.

It was all okay.

Once you were back asleep, he went back to his film.

After all, Preston was such a beautiful sight when he was screaming.

#slashers x gn reader #slasher community #slashers x male reader #slasher headcanons #slasher imagines #slash fanfiction #jesse cromeans

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bon-is-gone · 10 days

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UGHHH LOVED UR SLASHER BAND AU HEADCANONS WE NEED MORE (with time , take ur time perfection takes time ofc🥰🥰😘) BUT KEEP IT UP LOVE YOUU!!!!!!!!!

SHUWHDHWHS I LOVE YOU TOOOOO (Platonicly ofcourse amigo :D) [i also merged these two requests since if I'm not wrong they're basically the same thing? I think? Just gotta add more wall people facts here-]

Here you go my children, I got McSlashers for you all

Jesse cleans his head ALOT so it's basically a mirror which you can look into

Billy and Brahms have both of their rooms in the attic (ofcourse). Since the British person lives in an old house, Brahms once fell through the floor(ceiling???)-

Billy Loomis gets into fights alot when he's drunk (most of the time he gets his sh*t rocked 😭)

Vincent used to draw anime when he was younger and has a full sketchbook of those drawings, he's extremely embarrassed about it. Bo once found the sketchbook under his brothers bed and proceeded to laugh at it for 2 hours straight 💀

Okay that us Suprisingly all that I can think of currently- HOWEVER I WILL MAKE MORE IF I THINK IT.

Also I apologize for not responding faster (I've literally had this ask here for months now-) school and just overall life has been an extreme pain in the ass to work with 😭 (mostly because of entrance exams) so I did not have as much time and motivation as I would have liked to have. However, I promise that I WILL post more content soon.

Thank you for reading these headcanons, this was Bon, signing out.

#headcanons #thank you for requesting #slasher #slasher band au #horror #the boy #jesse cromeans #scream #black christmas #house of wax

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spoopieere · 1 year

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I love my son, no one ever makes content of him except for me. So here’s some of my headcanons for him :3c

🇮🇹 ITALY PRIDE🇮🇹

(Pls ignore the flag being upside down)

Read thy tags

#slasher #slashers #chromeskull #laid to rest #jesse cromeans #Preston #HOOHOOHEEHEEHEE #AFTER 3 YEARS #HE FINALLY GOT PROPER FAN ART #I LOVE HIMB #platonically #I AM VERY DELUSIONAL OF HIM #MORE HEADCANONS IN LATER DRAWINGS HEHEEHEHE #I hereby declare #ChromeSkull x Preston official ship name is Crosses #please do not question me #I already have a playlist for them #Teeheehee #:3c

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apocalypse-shuffle · 2 years

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“Boogie Bitch” Slashers first meeting w/ a Fem!Reader who’s also a Slasher

CHARACTERS: JESSE & ASA

Reader is always black unless I say differently

SFW, canon typical violence at most

Inspo: Megan Thee Stallion/Scary

Happy October and hope you enjoy!

ASA EMORY

You targeted him because he seemed like an easy hit

Residential street, by the books job, basic looking if hefty white man

He wore sweaters to work almost everyday for fucks sake

You sneak into his house of course, side eyeing all the displays of different insects you pass

He senses something’s off and unlike with Arkin (who was familiar with Asa) you can’t circumvent him and he gets the drop on you.

In the scuffle your mask gets pulled off

Your helmet hair is not cute but you barely focus on that as you gape at him

Him taking advantage of your lapse to stab you in the arm with a letter opener springs you back into action though.

“Ow, fuck!”

He just grunts as he springs up at you, something worrying flashing in his eyes. You have never once run into someone who looked at you like that before.

Sure you’ve gotten contempt and fear, even the occasional wannabe final girl (or boy) with some fiery disposition, but never has the way one of your targets looked at you ever made your own blood run cold.

Screw the kill, you scramble away from the man worth every inch of your being

At this point the hunting knife in your fist might as well just be an accessory

Eventually he manages to catch your arm and in the ensuing sharp sprout of pain up your appendage you panic and throw the knife at him. The fucker catches it.

Evidently your best bet is to run and you don’t hesitate to haul ass to the front door. You’ve pissed Asa off though so it’s not like he’s just going to watch you leave.

He’s angry as hell. So mad he’s not even speaking words he’s just growling and shit. It triggers your fight or flight like crazy though(and flight wins obviously). Asa’s mostly pissed that you 1.) had the gall and 2.) he didn’t notice you poking around his house until you were already inside.

You’re faster than he thought you’d be and where you’d seemed pretty slow before, you were already out the door by the time he threw your accosted knife and it embedded in the spot you ran past not a second before

In your confusion you dashed out the back door instead of the front

So now he’s chasing you around his backyard until either he catches you or you manage to get your thick ass over to the neighbors backyard

HOW IT GOES: you juke him and then hop the fence. You fall instead of landing on your feet on the other side, but it’s not like anybody saw.

Immediately after you wave to his angry face before you start screaming bloody murder and then bang on the neighbors back door

They’re not white woman tears, but the crocodile tears you shed do the job and have the old couple next door taking you in and calling the police

You don’t lead the cops back to Asa cause that could get you in trouble, but the entomologist does glower through the routine questioning that all the neighbors are put through incase they saw whatever ‘mysterious kidnappers’ had gotten you

He’d never admit it out loud but he’s genuinely embarrassed. Like, down to his core ashamed you nearly got the drop on him and escaped, and now he needs to get back at you

Because of this Asa makes sure not to forget your face, and you can bet he’ll be seeing your ass again.

JESSE CROMEANS

You’re a stripper at one of the types of spots he’d usually pick up piggies at

That night in fact he’s eyeing you for the slaughter

In a little bra and skirt set you come up to his table, recognizable six inch pleasers and everything and something about you pings in his brain

So you’re both sizing each other up

He’s big but you’ve taken on bigger and he looks like he’s got money (desperate men with a lot of bank tended to try and barter) but this man: mr expensive car, watch, shoes, and suit, you couldn’t wait to see the goodies he’d give you to try and bribe you for his life

You lay the charm on hard to lull him into a false sense of security

Meanwhile Jesse’s over there thinking: “pretty and a dumbass, looks like I’ll be having an easy night after all.”

He doesn’t plan on killing you right away but he’d get to initiate the chase easier since he wants to have fun with you for two or three days

There’s an art to it

Neither of you catch on to the other’s games as the night drags on

You slide into his lap and pull a little wrist touch and giggle as you admire his watch. Armani, nice.

And Jesse’s smug in the cheap pink lighting of the seedy club. Rubbing his hands along your thighs and stuffing 20’s he plans on collecting later in your waistband. Yeah, he’s milking your greedy ass.

You dance him up, promising something you’re never gonna give him, and he plays along until y’all get to the room you rented for this week's hunt

When you excuse yourself to the bathroom to strap up he drops all pretense and mounts his camera

That red light flashes on as soon as the bathroom door swings open

There’s surprise filled silence as you both clock the knives in each other’s hands. Only difference is you snap out of it faster, diving for his weapon. He pulls it away before you get it but you do slash the back of his heel. Not as deep as you wanted because of his thick expensive damn pants, but still, it makes him stumble

This fight lasts longer than Asa’s. Jesse swings with a lot of power but he’s big, tall and wounded so you stick closer to the ground as you bounce around the room. Never pausing long enough to be cornered or slammed down as you zip past volatile hands.

You’re a Slasher too and a woman, you know how to move and you know how to lie to stay alive when killing people bigger than you. You also have a tried and true process to subdue them too.

Once you pass him up good enough you can get to the door with a few precious seconds to spare, you curse. There’s a big fancy lock keeping the two of you trapped

HOW IT GOES: He comes up from behind you and then his big hands are at your throat. You wiggle around desperately, trying to throw him off with your body weight.

It doesn’t work, Jesse’s too strong for that shit, but he doesn’t kill you right away. He chokes you long enough to subdue and then takes your weapon away while you cough up half your lung on the rundown carpet.

He misses your method of curbing your victims though, and once you’ve regained yourself enough to realize the bastard is taunting you with twirls of his stupid custom blade you wait until the right moment to strike.

In the meantime you pretend like you’re still stunned

No doubt done playing around, and deciding you’d be too much of a problem to let go so he can hunt, Jesse goes in for the kill pretty quickly

It’s then that you surprise him by moving fast enough to just barely dodge his downward strike, he gives you a good long cut down the arm to remember him by, but you yell and push past the sting to plunge your needle into his wrist before hopping to your feet

He’s a lot of man but what was in your syringe works fast and despite his best efforts to stay standing when he tries to advance on you he just ends up veering to the left and then collapsing

You laugh at him, you do, which you can tell pisses him off then rummage through his jacket for the lock key and leave.

While this is happening Jesse’s fuming. Only Princess, his hardest victim to date, had done him this dirty. But even if it wasn’t by his hand she was dead and he’s not going to stand for you relegating him incapacitated either. Jesse only liked games when he came out on top after all.

You should’ve ended him in that dingy motel room, but all things considered you just weren’t thinking and only wanted to get as far away from the other Slasher as possible. This was new for you and you hated it, but it was better to leave without a kill than without your life.

Later, once he’s been checked and cleared by his medical team, Jesse goes back to the club and gets the fake information you used to get a job there, then through his connections he and Spann find you

You who left him with a little souvenir too, strained muscles that he has to briefly stop hunting to recover from

And yeah, Chromeskull plans on paying you a little visit soon

Real soon

NOTES: Hope you enjoyed!

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the-faceless-bride · 1 year

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ASA X READER X JESSE

Where reader is Asa's new pet and Jesse meets and wants you for himself, and now you have two dangerous men fighting over you.

WHO WINS? WHO DIES? WHO DO YOU CHOSE? OR DO THEY SHARE YOY WHO KNOWS BUT ONE THING I DO KNOW IS THIS IS A FIC IM WORKING ON BUT IDK IF PEOPLE WIULD ACTUALLY READ IT ALL IF I MAKE IT!!

Tell me what you think.

#slasher x reader #slasher imagine #slashers x reader #slasher headcanons #slasher imagines #jesse cromeans x you #jesse chromeans #jesse cromeans headcanons #jesse cromeans x reader #jesse cromeans #chromeskull imagine #chromeskull #chromeskull x you #chromeskull x reader #asa emory x reader #asa emory #the collector x reader #the collector x you

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brandnewhuman · 2 years

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THE SLASHERS

GETTING HUMBLED

Again

☆STARRING☆

Asa emory ☆ beefy man with too much confidence

Michael Audrey Myers ☆ he's called Audrey and is a dumb bitch with anger issues. He didn't picked a struggle and now he's paying for it

Jesse Cromeans ☆ Mr worldwide who spent a whole movie chasing the most stupid woman in this world just to get his face fucked up

CONTENT:

Tw: Asa and Michael? Damn, double homicide. Canon violence, mature language

A/n: @theultimateasseater asked for a reader with bayonetta like powers and I should deliver. I just love bullying slashers without any fucking reason.

ASA EMORY:

He wish he could say this was not being the most humiliating experience of his life

Kinda fun too tho

You were obviously one of his victims

He hasn't spent too much time observing you as he usually would cause it was a kind of on the moment decision. He was following someone else when he noticed you

Bro was too cocky for his own good

Our ever so nice bug man thought it would be easy to just traumatise you in your own house

My man got traumatised back

He was that one insect exterminator you called to help you with a ant problem in your bathroom

He was basically having his silly goofy time messing up with your house security alarms to be able to access later without problems

But my beefy boy didn't took in consideration you were a step ahead of him

By the time he came back to your house at night you already knew he has sabotaged the security system

Now you being as unhinged as this fuckers is you really thought it would be funny to fuck around with him and hurt his ego a little bit

Bro got humbled so hard he could've cry

It all started with you dodging every single trap without committing a single fucking mistake

Beginners luck he thought and tried harder

All fun and games until you literally started to openly bullying him

"You took all that time and put so much effort into getting inside my house just to put these shitty traps? You really suck ass man.."

He took that very personally tbh

My man was done with trying to play around, now he just wanted to kill you and get this over

He was so angry is not even funny

After countless hours of getting his ass kicked he had to admit defeat and just go cry at home

Just when he was starting to recover from that shit you decided to just try to find him and to keep being the pain of his existence

Just for funsies you started by spooky him in his OWN HOUSE.

You go girlboss

Once he found out it was you he was about to end it all

Admittedly he found so fascinating your abilities and if you were less able to overpower him he would've study you

Please have some mercy with this man

When he finally had to accept the fact that you were not going to leave him alone his more nerdy side started to surface

He pestered you with questions and tests ecc..

Congrats now you're his new favourite toy

He treats you like a fucking pet but hey, at least he's nice to you

Eventually he would ask you to help him with the victims cause he knows you would be really good at hunting them down

Now you two are being unhinged together

MICHAEL MYERS:

With Michael could go two ways

Either he gets super angry or he doesn't care

I mean he has been chasing Laurie and both seemed to do their best in making everything harder than it should be

It's funny cause he's pretty sneaky too even if he can't really stop time or anything

So the whole time is basically you and him just being stubborn to the post where both of you just look stupid

You stalk him he stalks you

The amount of times you had like really startle him is ridiculous

He for the life of him couldn't figure out how the fuck you moved so fast

Audrey here is finding the world really unfair lately. You cam move at the fucking speed of light while he has to slow down if he doesn't want to lose his consciousness rights

When he tried to break into your house he got punched, kicked, pushed..you name it

I think eventually he would lose interest or in alternative would keep trying and would get obsessed with the thought of killing you

If he loses interest and you keep annoying him he would eventually have to get used to you

If he becomes obsessed well rip i guess bro

Honestly the fuck are you doing poking fun at the shape of haddonfield?

He would try to learn from you tho cause he wants to get that good at being sneaky so yeah you will catch him watching you a lot

PLEASE HE WOULD BE SO OFFENDED IF YOU SCARE HIM

the moment you pull a prank on him and successfully sneak up on him making him audibly gasp from surprise he's DONE.

you're done, you're done

I have to say it's almost so disappointing how fast he gest used to this shit

Like we get it, you're too cool myers but geez

You traumatise him so bad he's always checking behind him in case you're following

JESSE CROMEANS

Mr baldy man is having so much fun with you

I think he's the only one who sees you and your abilities as something that can make the kil and chasel even more interesting and funny for him

He managed to get you like he did with Princess so you wake up in one of those musty ass coffins he likes

He was expecting some dumb victim that gets killed almost instantly but when he sees you're taking all the right choices to survive he gets intrigued

He's like "damn, shawty is kinda good at this"

You even manage to dodge him without having to hide

The line is drawn when you make him fall on his ass while he tries to stab you.

He is like "ight ENOUGH FROM THE CLOWN"

One second you're in front of him the next you're behind and he's falling forwards face first

He can't decide between being all horny because of how hard you're to get and from the anticipation of what he will do to or to get just downright angry and become a menace to society by killing every single person on sight

He obviously picks the first one cause the first he finally gets his hands on you he's practically vibrating

But then he stops cause all the fun is gone and now he has to actually kill you

What a bummer when a victim that you want to fuckin slaughter is having a silly goofy time running away from you and you end up actually catching them so now you have to kill them

HE LITERALLY WALKS AWAY. NOT A SINGLE WORD OR ANYTHING

he looks at you and then starts to walk away like nothing happened

Obviously you were having none of it so like the rational person you are you decide to chase down the person that wanted to kill you

The look he gives you omg

Like "Oh no, they're one of those" EXCUSE YOU. HOW MANY TIMES HAS THIS HAPPEN TO YOU?

he avoids you like the plague until you finally manage to corner him

Corner him for real, you're caging this motherfucker against the damn wall

He's like 🧍🏻‍♂️ "Oh no, the strong and sexy victim who can literally stomp on me has trapped me, what a shame…anyways care to fuck"

HE WOULD BE LIKE THAT AND YOU CAN'T TELL ME IM NOT RIGHT

HE'S SUCH A BOTTOM WHO TURNS EVERYTHING INTO SOMETHING SEXUAL

HE'S WORSE THAN ALL OF YOU UNHINGED FUCKERS ON MY BLOG

Jesse is THE simp.

If you actually end up fuckin him or not is up to you

I personally would. I mean he's rich, he's hot and wants to get fucked up both in bed and outside of it? Save me a fucking slice thank you

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deady-nightshade · 2 years

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Holding Slashers’ Hands 🔪

Includes the following Slashers: Asa Emory, Jesse Cromeans, Brahms Heelshire, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, and Pinhead

Warning/Disclaimer: Mentions of violence, victims, scars, and swearing.

Asa Emory:

Asa is indifferent to handholding.

He doesn’t crave it, but he won’t push it away either.

The only time he will willingly hold your hand is when the two of you are out in public, and that’s for two reasons:

He doesn’t want to accidentally loose you, and if he hold your hand, he can steer you in the direction that he wants to go in.

Everything Asa does, even if it seems romantic to you, is pre-calculated, and holds undertones of manipulation/control.

If you do grab his hand, he will stop for a second, look at you with a poker face, then return to whatever is was that he was doing.

Likes it when you grab his hand and place it on your body, especially if it is over your heart.

When you do that, time slows down for him and makes him be present.

He doesn’t have to worry about his jobs, or his collection. It’s just you and him.

He has large, warm hands that are thick with calluses. There are also faint scars along his knuckles.

Jesse Cromeans:

This man will ‘write’ messages on your palm. I see him doing this more when the two of you are sitting down, cuddling, or when he is driving.

I also see him doing this to your back when you are trying to sleep.

Loves feeling your fingernails ghost up and down his forearm and onto his palm.

Will encase the entirety of your hand against his, and you best believe, your fingers will be entangled.

Will hold your hand whenever the opportunity presents itself. Doesn't matter if you are in public or not...he will take your hand.

I also see him bringing your hand to his lips and kissing the back of it. He’s a romantic like that.

Is not afraid to initiate hand holding, and he will do it at the most random times to keep you on your toes.

Large warm hands, and he wears rings (the major one being a platinum Chromeskull ring, and a wedding band if he’s married to you).

Brahms Heelshire:

Good luck getting your hand back from this needy man.

Will not let you go.

Oh, you have errands to do, tough shit. Once he has a hold of your hands, he’s not letting go.

I picture him having perpetually cold hands (he always cold). He also has long fingers that are surprisingly dexterous. I HC him to have gorgeous hands, ones that could put a hand-model to shame.

Will use your hands to warm his up. I also see him slipping his Hans under your clothes for that reason (along with wanting to be a tease)

I also imagine him holding your hand when he’s asleep.

He’s so touch starved that he will take anything you can give him.

Can imagine him sitting behind you on the piano, teaching you how to play, with his hands on top of yours (think the pottery scene in Ghost).

Thomas Hewitt

Like Jesse, Thomas likes to ‘write’ on your hands.

However, unlike Jesse, I picture Thomas misspelling words (another weird HC I have about Tommy is that he dropped out of school early so that he could help provide for his family, but Luda Mae still taught him as much as she could).

His hands are large and thick, and they are covered in scars from working in the slaughterhouse and killing victims.

Thomas is shy in any and all forms of physical contact, especially if the acts pertain to intimacy of any kind.

The first time you hold his hand, this man will freeze and his soul will momentarily leave his body.

He’s not used to being touched in such a kind, warm, and loving manner (aside from Luda Mae).

The only time he is touched is when the victims fight back, often times leaving bruises, cuts, gashes, etc...

Once he gets comfortable with handholding, he will gladly take your hand in yours, and he will lovingly brush his fingers against your knuckles — it’s a calming action for the both of you, and there’s some added intimacy to the action.

And he will hold your hand wherever and whenever he can, even in front of Hoyt. The only time he won’t hold your hand is if Hoyt’s teasing or sneers start to bother you.

Vincent Sinclair

This man has soft hands! You cannot tell me otherwise; he spends all day making wax sculptures, some of those oils must get absorbed into his skin. And they smell like paraffin and fire.

Like Bo, Vincent is touch starved, however, unlike his twin, Vincent has no qualms admitting this.

Handholding comes easy as breathing for this man.

It is instinctual.

If you are near him, he will automatically reach for your hand. And most of the time he isn’t even aware that he is going it.

And like Brahms, if you ever wanted to learn how to do wax sculptures, he will gladly teach you by placing his hands over yours and guiding you.

You can hold his hand in Lester’s presence, but not in Bo’s.

Bo Sinclair

Our favorite cocky mechanic....

He will act like handholding is below him, but don’t let that fool you! He is touch starved and craves touch more than he will ever admit.

9 times out of 10, you will have to initiate handholding. The only time he will initiate it is when he’s jealous, but even then, he will most likely grab your hip, neck, or even kiss you, as means to establish his claim.

So while he doesn’t do intentional handholding, he will do unintentional handholding.

Think brushing his hand against yours while reaching for something across the table.

Bo has warm hands that almost always covered in grease, and some of it gets under his fingernails.

And for the love of God, do not hold his hand when Vincent and Lester are present. He has an image to uphold.

Pinhead

Another human custom that they know nothing of.

When you first initiate hand holding, they will look at you like 🤨

But once you explain that hand holding is a common sign of dating and showing affection, they will be intrigued.

They will want to know when handholding became a thing, and if the practice is worldwide, and if it is, does it differ from country to country.

Be prepared to have the entire history of handholding ready in a slideshow.

Pinhead will compare your hands

Yours are warm and filled with so much life. They are similar to their’s, but so different, and it’s those differences that they admire.

Sometimes they forget about handholding, so they might be surprised when you suddenly grab theirs. But once your hands are intertwined with theirs, that surprise will turn into contentment.

They will be happy if you just grab ahold of their hand randomly.

And yes, you can hold his hand in front of other Cenobites, just be prepared with that slideshow.

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brwnicons · 2 years

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AAAAA OKAY OKAY SKSJSJS

Could I request Jesse with a ftm trans reader (or just male reader if you're not comfortable writing for a trans guy reader) that's got like, funky lil habits? They'll do a little jig out if nowhere or start tapping their feet like a duck when excited. Bite him when they're feeling affectionate and rub their face all over Jesse's in another affectionate manner? I think it's just cuz I'm a funky lil autistic guy but I'd love to just headbutt him and tackle him down with a hug as well.

Just kinda. Feral and quirky. I'd ask him to use his hands as my bra just out of nowhere too because I'm like that.

I hope this isn't too confusing aaaaaa 😭😭

×Vexelier×

☆ Of course I'm comfortable with it! I'm trans myself so I love seeing some representation around <3☆

Jesse x Trans!Male Reader

-> Summary: Jesse and his boyfriend's funky little habits

Headcanons, scenarios. Male reader, Fluff. I can't remember if it's mentioned but reader is trans!

-> Warnings: If I catch you fetishizing mlm relationships or tagging this as yaoi or any homophobic slur you go blocked. Same goes with transphobic behaviour.

Please tell me if you find any mistake!

[☆]

-> You have the purest soul he has ever met.

▪︎ Your habits make his heart melt

▪︎If he sees you doing a little jig while a smile is spread across your face and an improvised melody leaves your lips, he won't be able to resist the need to hug you tightly.

▪︎ "Jesse!", you squeal as his arms embrace you, "You're squeezing me!"

▪︎ The least he wants is to hurt you so he'll stop at the moment and do a quick check, he got worried.

-> Duck feet tapping

▪︎He knows you are pretty energetic so he won't suggest you to be around him when he is working in his office

▪︎But, if you want to stay there, he won't complain either. He just begs you to don't talk so he doesn't get distracted from his work.

▪︎So, when you happen to be around when he's doing paperwork (maybe you wanted to spend time with him or you are just curiously exploring the room) and you're not sat on his lap as usual, you take your time to wander around the room. You head to a dark wooden bookshelf at the side of his room, where your sight meets a silver decorative sword and a couple of gifts you gave him.

▪︎tap...tap...tap -Your taps start, they're are only a few at first and Jesse notices but, since they don't bother him, he doesn't tell you anything. As seconds pass, your sounds get faster- taptaptaptaptapta

▪︎Jesse calls your attention by knocking on the table he is working on with his knuckles and your tapping stops.

▪︎'See something you like?'

▪︎You swing your arms lightly before pointing with your head at your presents laying on the shelf.

▪︎"Those are mine" you say sheepishly

▪︎Jesse follows your gaze and finds what you were talking about. He chuckles softly and shakes his head.

▪︎His hand reaches for his desk drawer and once he opens it, he gives you a "come here" gesture.

▪︎'I carefully keep all of them. I've also go some in the glove compartment in my car for when I'm out' he signs as he shows you a bunch of drawings, little shiny rocks and tiny objects.

▪︎Your tapping starts again, making him chuckle softly. You give him a huge grin before sinking in his arms to give him a big hug, your tapping never ceasing.

-> Ñam -biting him

▪︎He is so confused the first time you do it

▪︎You were laying with him on his designer couch. Jesse was doing something on his computer and your head rested on his lap, your hands busy scrolling through some social media. His left arm was on your face, his hand stroking your cheek gently.

▪︎One time his hand got near your mouth and without thinking, you sank your fangs on his finger. He instantly retired his hand and looked up confused, worried that he might have bothered you.

▪︎"Why have you stopped?"

▪︎'You bit me...'

▪︎"Oh, sorry -Did I hurt you?"

▪︎Once you explain it to him he's completly fine with you giving him little chomps from time to time, he thinks it's cute, you look like a little puppy.

-> Rubbing your face all over his

▪︎The first you did it was probably while you were cuddling in bed, about to go to sleep.

▪︎He thinks it's very cute, and seeing your wide grin while you do it makes it totally worth it.

▪︎Honestly, I think this is his favourite little habit of yours.

▪︎He adopted your gesture and will also rub his face on yours!! He loves doing it when he is tickling you or when you're cuddling.

▪︎It always manages to make you giggle and laugh and he couldn't ask for more

-> Hugs

▪︎There's nothing he loves more than your hugs.

▪︎The moment that he hears the fast tapping on the floor approaching him, he quickly turns to your direction to catch you in his arms and receive your hug

▪︎You'll have to try hard if you want to tackle him, this man's a brick wall

▪︎Alas, if you catch him when he's having a bit less of balance and you succeed in tackling him, he will explode into giggles as he hugs you and rubs your head playfully

You really couldn't dream of a better partner.

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nymphbunnyys · 2 years

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hi!! I hope ur well, can u please do slashers (specifically asa and Jesse) with a gn!s/o who has excessive daytime sleepiness? Like they’ll just fall asleep anywhere if they don’t move for more than ten minutes. They’re always falling asleep on the slasher and when they wake up they profusely apologize.

I know this is an actual condition but for some reason I find this so fucking adorable, I just think sleepy people in general are adorable or maybe it’s just cuz I’m always sleepy I don’t know but I love this.

Slashers with a gn!s/o who’s always sleepy

Chromeskull/ Jesse Cromeans, and The collector/ Asa Emory

TW: none

Chromeskull/Jesse Cromeans

- put your head on his damn shoulder. Now.

- it does not matter what this man is doing he’s happy to lean down slightly just for you to sleep peacefully.

- he’ll continue on with his own work and minding his own business while you sit confortable, head on his boney shoulder or even his lap.

- He’ll probably stop every few moments to give you a pat on the head, a head massage or just to simply admire you.

- Jesse will be surprised to find you at the kitchen counter basically falling asleep, on the couch with a book in hand or on the front porch.. you were knitting but- that ended up failing.

- one night you decided to join Jesse at work to keep him company as tonight was a night he was bound to be late getting home, of course with not much to do you’d only been sitting beside him slowly feeling your head growing heavy. Without realizing your head plopped on to Jesse’s shoulder. Jesse looked down just slightly before going back to his work making sure to be extra quiet. It wasn’t long before you were awoken, drool on your lip and hair a mess, with tired eyes you looked at Jesse, eyes widening with surprise “Jesse I’m so sorry, I probably got your suit wet..”

- The skull masked male only shook his head and tapped his shoulder once more wanting you to rest again. Oddly enough he likes when you get like that, feeling your head on his shoulder, breathing softly, you always look so calm and sweet, and he loves nothing more then to see you comfortable snuggled on his shoulder.

The collector/ Asa Emory

- He cares but.. doesn’t? If you’re still one of his victims, he continues to tell you if you’re gonna be still don’t be anywhere near any traps, try to be in your room or somewhere where you’ll be safe as he’s far to busy to tend to your needs at the moment.

- when living with him there isn’t traps around at the house, but he’s still the same just now.. he lets you sleep on him if you end up being near him. Sometimes. If he’s working don’t bother, he’ll tell you to go find somewhere else to sleep, in this situation he’s also too busy to care for your needs.

- he’s not typically fond of you laying your head on him. Not because he doesn’t like it but because he’s not used to it? That and he could want to move at any second. Try to catch him when he’s tired then he won’t bother to say anything about it.

- he’ll be so tired that he may honestly lean back into you, almost dozing off before you wake him up with your countless apologizes to which he responds with a simple grunt, his eyes are half lidded as he softly places his head on your shoulder.

#slasher x reader #slasher x s/o #slasher x y/n #slasher x you #slasher hcs #slasher headcanons #slasher imagines #asa emory x you #asa emory x reader #asa emory x y/n #asa emory #the collector x reader #the collector x you #chromeskull x reader #chromeskull x you #jesse cromeans x reader #jesse cromeans x you

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slashing-thunnder · 1 year

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Can u do slashers x a extremely misophonic fem reader. Like the slightest hum , foot tapping , ect can make them stressed out, considering I’ve been diagnosed with the most srs case with this and school has been a huge problem for me! (Suggested slashers,: brahms, jason, bubba)

I'll give it a shot! I hope these came out okay 😅 also, am I writing Jesse heavily from my own headcanons? yes, yes i am

Headcanons for: Brahms Heelshire, Jason Voorhees, Bubba Sawyer, Jesse Cromeans, Asa Emory

Brahms Heelshire

Brahms first started noticed your sensitivity when he saw you getting tense at him eating, every clink of his silverware made you antsy and huffy. He stopped eating and watched as you calmed back down, a small sigh of relief telling him everything he needed. He was very careful from there on out, watching you with every sound in the house to learn your triggers. One day, a rat got into the house and all you could focus on was the sound of its scratching. It drove you up the wall, so to speak, so Brahms sat you down and turned his music on, just loud enough to drown out the scratching. He shuffled back into the walls of the house until he could find the rat himself, taking care of the scratching once and for all. He couldn't let you suffer like that.

Jason Voorhees

Small sounds are nearly impossible to avoid in the woods. From crickets, owls, raccoons and coyotes, you were suffering as you curled up in the tiny cabin, pillow over your head as you sobbed. Jason sat beside you, rubbing your back through it all, trying his best to soothe you. It was like this a lot, especially at night. He got fed up with the sounds himself after a while, getting angry at how they hurt you. He took it upon himself to go hunting for something to help. A campsite a short distance away had rowdy teens, one of which had a pair of big noise canceling headphones on hand. He took care of them, making sure they couldn't give you any trouble and took the headphones. He put them on you the second he got home, watching as you relaxed for the first time in a long time. He petted your hair and held you close as you finally got some sleep.

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba may be one of the biggest noise makers in the family. He didn't talk, but just the sound of his chewing and slurping were enough to drive you mad, causing you to storm out one family dinner. Poor Bubba didn't know what to do and scurried after you. You sat on the bed, now away from the noises of dinner, and explained. He was upset at first, not at you, but how he made you feel. You assured him he wasn't bad, helping him relax enough for him to make a plan. During the day while you were in another room, he practiced eating as quietly as he could. Nubbins gave him shit about it, causing him to huff and puff at him in anger. He couldn't make the others in the family quiet down, but he could make himself do it. After a few days, he managed to get it as quiet as he could. He pulled you into the kitchen for dinner, away from the family that time. The others weren't going to understand, but if it was just one little thing he could do to help, he was going to do it.

Jesse Cromeans

Jesse was a sensitive man himself in his daily life. He couldn't handle analog clocks or anything like that. He nearly cut Preston's legs off when he was tapping his foot one day during a meeting. So when he noticed you having a similar issue, he made sure to accommodate you. Preston was no longer allowed around you, something in the way he breathed made you antsy. Jesse made sure to make your bedroom as quiet as possible, he had you sleep in different rooms for his own sake, but it helped you as well. He gave you music and headphones to drown out anything he couldn't stop. He took care of you, he'd do anything for his favorite piggy.

Asa Emory

Normally he wouldn't give a shit if a sound bothered someone, he'd take pleasure in torturing someone with just a noise. But when it came to you, he tired of seeing you upset. The hotel was filled with noises from the heater rattling to the dogs barking. He moved you room to room, trying to find one that would be the quietest. When that didn't work, he got every sort of headphone and ear plug he could find to help, but some of the noises just cut right through. He had one option, though he despised it. He made you promise to be a good pet, to behave. Not to scream or run. You loved the man so much you were amused to why he'd even ask that of you. You realized why when he took you to his house, putting you in his bedroom. It was much quieter now, the house didn't have an ancient heating system that killed your eardrums. You were touched, he finally trusted you enough to let you be more than just a favorite prisoner. Now you were his lover, one hundred percent.

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